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[ahappylie]

[Finally feeling better and able to go out, Okita was having quite a good time seeing everyone else's changes. It wasn't until he woke up this morning and tried to roll out of bed that he noticed something was wrong.

Very wrong.

But, perhaps people wouldn't notice.

Thus, Okita goes about his normal routine. As a woman. He's busy trying to cover that up, however, with a little padding around the waist and by keeping to his usual attire. Particularly attentive people, however, might notice he has a slight bust now and his voice is just a little higher than usual.

People can find him anywhere, from House 50 to the town getting supplies to the Welcome Center or even out on patrols.]

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[ahappylie.livejournal.com]

[Yes, indeed it did.]

.....hello?

[has-no-bananas.livejournal.com]

Good afternoon. [a little tersely, perhaps. But he remembers you being polite.... and such a nice hearth.

The tomato clears its-- well. Makes a throat-clearing sound, somehow.]

I don't suppose you could perhaps-- transport me elsewhere?

[ahappylie.livejournal.com]

Good...afternoon.... [The Talking Tomato has a familiar voice, even if...it's a tomato. And he's never spoken to a tomato before. Normally he eats them.]

Ah...certainly. Where would you like to go?

1/3

[has-no-bananas.livejournal.com]

Well, I would.....

[has-no-bananas.livejournal.com]

[/sob.

Where does he even go? He is a tomato. He hadn't thought of this.]

done.

[has-no-bananas.livejournal.com]

[a little forlornly] Ahem.

I suppose you might not recognize me. But I am, in fact, a fire demon.


....I'm just not quite myself at the moment.

poor calcifer

[ahappylie.livejournal.com]

A.... Oh! You're the little fire from my hearth that long time ago!

[And now he's smiling and in his excitement he somewhat forgets that his voice goes higher now.]

It's nice to meet you again, in any form. I'll take you wherever you would like, even if it's just somewhere off this shelf.

/torments with muppetry 8D

[has-no-bananas.livejournal.com]

[you're such a polite young..... wait a minute. Hmmmm. Maybe his memory is--

-- his memory is never faulty.]

I would appreciate it. A hearth would be very nice-- even like this.

[[ooc: because I am utterly lame and dropped the last thread so early, is it okay to assume they exchanged names?]]

lololol

[ahappylie.livejournal.com]

[ooc; Yeah, that'd be fine! Okita would have given his name as: Okita Souji, where Souji is his first name.]

But as a tomato, wouldn't that cook you?

1/2

[has-no-bananas.livejournal.com]

[h-he hadn't thought of there being a fire there already. Bugger.]

[has-no-bananas.livejournal.com]

I suppose that might be a problem.

[He considers this.] How about a fruit basket? [He can pretend it's a hearth ;;]

[ahappylie.livejournal.com]

A fruit basket should work.

[Smiling, Souji picks him up and sets him in the crook of his arm.]

I hope you don't mind coming with me for a bit. I wouldn't want you to get picked up and eaten by accident.

[has-no-bananas.livejournal.com]

[The tomato settles himself, comfortably, looking very grateful] Thank you. I can assure you, I won't forget it.

[ahappylie.livejournal.com]

It's no problem.

[And as he keeps shopping, he'll pick up a fruit basket and show it to Calcifer.]

Does this look alright? I can put you in here and take you back to the house. As long as I tell the others, I'm sure they won't try to eat you.

[a-bit-heartless.livejournal.com]

[the tomato wiggles a little, glancing around with tiny eyes]

I think this will do rather nicely.

Thank you, Mister Okita.

[ahappylie.livejournal.com]

[And putting him into the basket while hooking the basket on his arm.]

I'm glad we were able to find you a better home. Much better than an old shelf, hm?