Bolin (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png) pabugotmoves) wrote2021-09-06 08:01 pm
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Huh? Oh-- You've reached Bolin!
Yeah, I'm a pretty busy guy but leave me a message and I'll beep you back
![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png) pabugotmoves) wrote2021-09-06 08:01 pm
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But he's on his feet, rushing over to Bolin to take the chest from him. Except, as soon as he takes it, he gets an eyeful of Bolin who is so small and has longer hair and a big chest and it's so jarring that Wu almost drops the chest, yelping as he tries to catch it ]
You, you, you-- [ Words are hard this morning, when his family all suddenly have breasts and he doesn't know what to do about it ]
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[Moving to help stabilize but it's difficult when you're the one scaring everyone and your hands are so stupidly tiny it's impossible to grab onto anything! Though he looks like he- she- might scream too. In fact, there has been a lot of screaming already. Bo doesn't recognize the voice he's using. The body he's using. It's him but it isn't him? But he still feels like himself just everything is upside down.]
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[ He isn't, but his voice is high, and he's doing his best to hold onto the chest, which is heavy. To distract himself, he hauls it back toward the middle of the loft, but doesn't have much luck. Why did you put it in something so heavy, Bolin?! ]
Not, not screaming at all, I'm fine! I'm totally fine! Everything's fine and normal!
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[ Comes Mako's familiar-and-yet-not voice from the kitchen. She's busied herself making tea for Bolin, too, because this entire conversation requires tea and also congee and wouldn't you know it, the congee she remembers making a few nights ago is still in the icebox.
This is so weird. She's heating that up on the stove, too, or she was before she started rounding the island to come and help Wu. ]
Here—drop it, I got it.
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No, no it isn't. This is not normal, I am not normal! I wanted nice skin- to maybe grow an inch or two. [Gesturing wildly to himself, tiddies be flappin.] I did not want this!! This was not the intention! Mako-
!!
[Bolin stops dead, eyes big as dinner plates. Mako.
As Dean taught him, Jesus Christ!]
Mako!?
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At least you look like you should. I'm putting this behind the couch.
[ So they don't have to think about it until they figure out what to do. ]
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He slumps back against the kitchen island dramatically, a little wrung out by all of this. ]
We need to invest in lotion. So much lotion. This is too weird. I'm going to slather myself in the stuff.
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We can work on preventative stuff later. Now we need to figure out who's normal, who's not, and how we fix this. Bolin, did I... the other me, did I give you that book I got on the rituals in this city? Or do we still have that one here? Wu?
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Yes! We have it! Let me see-- [ He flips through it, like he was the one reading it which he definitely wasn't ] Shedding, shedding, oh, here!
One day, you simply fall asleep and when you awaken, you are an entirely different version of yourself. You will find a nearly perfect replica of your old self in a shed skin nearby. Ugh, we know. Or you might be an entirely new gender. Obviously!
These effects have been known to last for a few days up to months at a time. In some scenarios, the effects have become permanent.
[ Wu's reading voice slows then and he looks up at the pair of them with an expression of horror. He certainly doesn't want Mako's change to be permanent. He doesn't know what he would do if that were true ]
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Ready?
Sob-]
I DON'T WANT TO BE A GIRL FOREEEVER!
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Bolin! Bo! We're gonna fix this! Come on, you're fine, we haven't even gotten to the part about fixing it yet. Wu, is there more? Should've read the whole thing...
[ Mako's lack of education strikes again. A weird kind of guilt is curling in her belly. The book was just so dense. ]
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He reads it slowly, looking up at the pair of them with a grimace ]
It is believed that ingesting your old skin or burning it alleviates the changes and brings you back to your original body faster.
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[ Mako snaps, crouching down by her... brother. ]
Obviously we're doing the burning one! Calm down!
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Yours is still... in our bed, isn't it?
[ Gross, gross, gross, that is so gross ]
Please burn them. And the sheets, too.
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[ What a waste, those are nice sheets, Wu! Mako pushes herself back to her feet, frowning lightly. ]
But we're definitely burning both skins. Wu, you're sure you don't have one?
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You can look. Sorry to disappoint you, but I've always been like this.
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[ Mako mutters, though the evidence is pretty clear that it is in fact her and Bolin who have changed, and Bolin not even all the way. It's uncomfortable to think that she's in some other version of home (when she isn't even yet committed to it being home) with someone who is and is not her girlfriend and is and is not her sister. Mako's discomfort is a palpable thing as she heads over to the book to read over the passage again. ]
Wu, there's tea for Bolin on the stove. I'm gonna see if there's any special way we have to do this.
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Sorry, I’m sorry, this is just so much.
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[ He keeps Bolin bundled close because Mako, no matter her gender, isn't really the hugging sort. Wu is pretty sure of that, at least.
When Bolin has stopped crying, Wu gets up to pour her some tea, pretending to ignore Mako collecting her weird skin corpse upstairs. He doesn't want to think about it, no, nope, not at all. ]
Maybe once they're burned, you'll be back to normal!
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[A deep breath. Then another. Whooooosah okay.. okay okaay... This is. This fine. It's something. They're gonna be okay.
Give him another sec and he'll move to the couch, receiving the tea with a soft thank you and holding it like an anchor.]
I wonder how many people woke up different this morning.
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[ Sure, they're only 2/5 of Team Avatar, but still. Mako comes back down the stairs with her own... skin... sort of awkwardly bundled in her arms. She's held worse. She's slept in trash, this shouldn't be as gross and weird as it is but there's HAIR and it's skin and it is actually entirely gross. She may not be burning those sheets but they are sure as shit going to wash them.
The whole thing gets dumped on top of Bolin's little chest-thing, and then Mako immediately turns to wash her hands. ]
Okay. Before we do this, we need to make sure there's not a catch. You okay, Bo?
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[ Wu waves his arms broadly because he certainly wants his Mako back, but-- well. Maybe this Mako will disappear. Maybe she doesn't want to disappear, and that's a valid fear. He bites his lip ]
You think, you think you'll go back? To your version of Trench?
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