gemma; animal shapeshifting (Γ) (![]() ![]() @ 2015-07-21 21:49:00 |
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Going to the commissary was actually something Ji Won looked forward to. It made him feel more like he was doing something that regular adults across the globe were doing - stocking up on weekly goods, seeing what was on special, mentally cataloging what he would make for dinner the coming days. What wasn’t entirely regular though was coming across a german shepherd in the hallway that could have been a person, the Lock being what it was, but it wasn’t a bad irregularity. Ji Won tilted his head to the side, assessing the dog. “Either Colby got to the RSPCA early or you’re Gemma,” he surmised with a smile on his face. Gemma wasn’t sure how the other shifters felt, but she often got the compulsion to change into one of her forms because her human form felt stale. On sunny days she spent most of her time as a cat bathing in whatever sunlight she could find. But today she’d spent time padding around as a dog. She had trouble determining time in animal form. Eventually, Ji Won made her stop her walk. Gemma jumped onto her hind legs before transforming back into her human form. She raised her brows.“What a good guess, little one,” she teased. While a naked Gemma wouldn’t have been an eyesore by any means, it was perhaps for the best that she did re-emerge fully clothed whenever she shifted back into a human. “Yeah, I think that Colby was leaning towards a husky or something,” Ji Won said with a shrug. “Whenever I see an animal about I don’t recognise, I just assume it’s you. So hopefully I won’t meet my demise by finding a tiger in the hall that really is a tiger.” Gemma shrugged her shoulders. “Death by Tiger is always a possibility. But I have never transformed into an actual tiger. You should feel free to get cozy with any panther you come across though.” She started walked in the direction he was going. “Where were you headed?” Gemma asked. “Nah, seems like that’s more Rathborne’s bag.” Ji Won made a face. “And commissary. Kyle ate the last of the pop tarts, so it’s a real emergency. Want to tag along? It’s sure to be a thrill a minute.” “Not particularly but there is nothing else important to do.” Gemma stretched her arms over her head, adjusting to not walking on all fours again. “And I’m always hungry after going on walks. Try to make this more thrilling, though. Tell me something interesting,” she challenged him. “L.O.L. I’ll try.” Ji Won considered. “Hey. You remember how my man Gregory’s ringtone kept on switching to Gangham Style in 2012? That was totally me. Well, that was totally me asking people to do that on my behalf, but yeah.” Gemma shook her head. “That’s a very lazy prank. And not at all interesting. Try again. And if you tell me another prank, it better be a clever one.” “You know us operatives. All work and no play. Blast from the past this time. I hotwired a Daewoo scooter and went for a joyride on it with a teammate when I was 14. We were bored and power free etc.” “Stereotypical boy prank but at least that’s a little interesting.” Gemma had never understood the male obsession with automobiles or said automobiles for a joy ride. It seemed pointless, ridiculous, and never even a little close inconspicuous. “What the hell does a Daewoo scooter even look like?” “Well I’m sorry to disappoint you, Milady.” Ji Won swooped into a mocking bow, then pulled out his phone, scanning through Google as they walked. “This is the one a bit like the model we hot wired,” he said, showing her the image. “It’s ridiculously easy to do. And it was all fun and games until Young Rock - legit his name - decided to take us onto the highway. Which they’re really, really not built for. It ended with us falling off it and me sneaking him into our vice captain’s place whose doctor daddy was away and him sterilising some surgical scissors over the stove so that he could remove the excess flesh Young Rock had scraped off his leg.” Ji Won chuckled at the recollection, then glanced over at Gemma’s face. Maybe it was the kind of thing you had to be a guy to find funny. “As you should be,” Gemma returned. She looked at the scooter when he showed it to her. And she was very underwhelmed. In her mind it had been a motorcycle and this wasn’t even close to looking as sleek as a motorcycle. She wrinkled her nose when he talked about removing excess flesh. Although Gemma wasn’t particularly squeamish, it wasn’t exactly something she liked thinking about either. Ji Won’s laughter didn’t seem to connect very well with his story. “I can’t say I’m surprised that you guys crashed and burned.” “We were fourteen, young, dumb and full of - soju,” he said, amending the saying. “Was definitely a night, but I wouldn’t repeat it.” Ginger, his convertible, he definitely showed love and care for it than the little Daewoo scooter - when she wasn’t languishing at his mother’s place, that was. “So are you after anything in particular, or just my stimulating company?” he asked. “Based on your story, I don’t think your company qualifies as stimulating. But I don’t think I’m looking for anything in particular either.” Gemma shrugged her shoulders. She made a mental list of what was in her room at the moment and she was fairly sure she was well stocked at the moment. “Maybe I’ll make an impulse buy. Or, quite possibly, I’ll make you buy me the impulse buy since it’s your fault I’ll be in commissary anyhow.” “Okay, Milady.” Ji Won grinned, then continued to the commissary. |