Who: eliza & ibaraki or prompto Where: murder house & out and about When: backdated to Snow as Fuck What: staving off the cold and then eliza gets what she deserves. Warnings: just eliza being sadistic.
[ well.. its not the smartest idea but she can probably spare a liiiiiiiittle mana for this... there's a brief pause, and a surge of energy before ibaraki's body on top of eliza's shifts and changes. in place of the small, delicate oni of before is the body of one of the other monsters in chaldea (medusa, specifically) bearing ibaraki's features. she brushes a clawed finger along eliza's jaw and practically purrs, that new, ample chest pushing against the folds of her kimono as she stretches a leg out behind them. her hair hangs around them in a curtain — still the golden color of summer wheat while it pools on the floor like liquid gold. ]
I enjoy the body I have been given, but if the lizard girl insists...
[ ... almost immediately, eliza feels like her entire body is being crushed under the weight of this snake-oni-monster. ]
Get off me of, you fat cow!
[ she's going to die this is how she dies, crushed by ibaraki pretending to be medusa, how did it come to this. why. WHY.
eliza tries to flop over, tries to right herself, tries to push those clawed hands against ibaraki's shoulders to push her off but none of it works. she's too heavy, and too settled on eliza's frame, to be moved. ]
Kufufufu...! [ the transformation only lasts a few moments, and then its regular, tiny and scrawny ibaraki draped over eliza's back once more, still with her arms looped around the taller servant's shoulders in some bizarre handless mockery of a hug. (it does get points, however, for the efficiency in which it traps their body heat between them.) ]
There! I have made myself taller. Are you going to eat more, as well? [ iba finishes her sentence with a yawn, already starting to tire after that exertion... ]
[ god, ibaraki, you suck so much. but at least now that she's lighter (sort of), eliza can move her (sort of). it's not much, but it's enough to give the dragon's daughter a little breathing room, and her tail snaps across ibaraki's side like a bullwhip. ]
If you insist, I guess I'll have to start with your eyes. [ her grin is toothy, and her hair falls across her face. ] And then I'll move onto your tongue, make sure that you can't hiss and snarl anymore.
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[ well.. its not the smartest idea but she can probably spare a liiiiiiiittle mana for this... there's a brief pause, and a surge of energy before ibaraki's body on top of eliza's shifts and changes. in place of the small, delicate oni of before is the body of one of the other monsters in chaldea (medusa, specifically) bearing ibaraki's features. she brushes a clawed finger along eliza's jaw and practically purrs, that new, ample chest pushing against the folds of her kimono as she stretches a leg out behind them. her hair hangs around them in a curtain — still the golden color of summer wheat while it pools on the floor like liquid gold. ]
I enjoy the body I have been given, but if the lizard girl insists...
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Get off me of, you fat cow!
[ she's going to die this is how she dies, crushed by ibaraki pretending to be medusa, how did it come to this. why. WHY.
eliza tries to flop over, tries to right herself, tries to push those clawed hands against ibaraki's shoulders to push her off but none of it works. she's too heavy, and too settled on eliza's frame, to be moved. ]
You're going to crush meeeee!
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There! I have made myself taller. Are you going to eat more, as well? [ iba finishes her sentence with a yawn, already starting to tire after that exertion... ]
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If you insist, I guess I'll have to start with your eyes. [ her grin is toothy, and her hair falls across her face. ] And then I'll move onto your tongue, make sure that you can't hiss and snarl anymore.