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Robin Hood is the Prince of Thieves (robinofthehood) wrote in colligo_threads,
@ 2010-09-07 16:26:00

Entry tags:

!closed, marian of locksley, robin hood

Who: Genderswapped!Robs and Marian
What: Genderswap, waking up
Where: Their room
When: Morning
Rating: TBD
Status: Closed, incomplete

Robin rolled from his back to his side as he awoke, lifting an arm to place over Marian. And then went still, his arm in mid air. That was...that was not his arm. What? With a frown, he brought his hand closer to his face. Not a calloused palm, but smooth skin. Was he dreaming? Sitting up, he looked down at himself, eyes widening in something akin to horror, or disbelief. Saints above, were those...? Pushing back the blankets, he climbed out of bed, only to just about fall over when he did. He was not supposed to be this short. Still, height seemed the least of his problems at the moment.

Once he reached the bathroom he shut the door, turning on the light and moving to stand in front of the mirror. It was not his own face staring back at him. It was a woman's face. One he did not readily recognise. What in the hell was going on? He had not lost his mind again, he was sure. He had to be dreaming. He did not even want to think what other changed this meant that there was.

Not wanting to alarm her but unsure what else to do, Robin moved back in to the bedroom, feeling strange walking on such small feet. Once on Marian's side of the bed he knelt down, reaching out one ridiculously small looking hand and placing it on her shoulder.

"Marian?" Oh lord, his voice.

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ladyoflegend
2010-09-07 06:55 am UTC (link)

She vaguely felt Robin leave the bed but did not pay much attention as she soon dozed off straight away. They didn't always get up at the same time unless they had to, and she wasn't working until later in the morning so she wasn't moving for another hour or so unless she had to. And usually she did, because Robin would not let her sleep when he was awake if he had one thing on his mind.

Soon she could almost feel his gaze on her and she hid a smile. But that wasn't his hand on her, and nor was it his voice. Opening her eyes, she found herself looking at another woman and immediately shot back, grabbing her robe at the same time and pulling it on tight. Where was Robin? She felt him move. Her eyes flittered around the room until they landed firmly on the woman before her.

"Who are you?" She kept any fear hidden because her one concern was for the person not there. "What have you done with Robin? If you've hurt him I swear you wont know what has hit you."

Though the idea was laughable. As if the woman before her had the ability to do anything to her husband. He may not fight a woman, or hurt one, but that didn't mean he would allow one to get the better of him unless he done so willingly.

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robinofthehood
2010-09-07 07:01 am UTC (link)

He sat back on his heels and then stood as she shot away from him. He did not want to scare her. He could not help but be proud of her reaction, even though it solidified the fact that this was no dream. She was also seeing him as someone else. This was real. She might have been afraid, but she was not letting that show.

"Marian," he said again slowly once she was still again, trying not to become distracted by how high his voice had become. "It's me." How on earth could he explain this to her? This wasn't his body, it wasn't as if there was some way he could prove it. He took a step closer to the bed. "There is no one else here. I woke up...like this."

	robinofthehood 2010-09-08 07:08 am UTC (link)
	"I expected nothing less. You are a horribly unsupportive wife," he said without a hint of sincerity to the words. He actually knew that she was making the effort to find the humour in this, for him, and he was grateful. "Oh very funny," he said, and though he wanted her to think he was completely unamused, he did laugh at that one. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)