high_seas | Bubble Trouble

[If he hadn't just seen Dog's post earlier about the weather being "bubbly", Sanji would've been a lot more confused when he stepped out onto the deck just after midnight on the 1st after giving the galley a good scrub down. As it is, he just pauses for a beat, then rolls his eyes and drags a hand through his hair as he heads for the men's cabin. He's sleepy and his mind is distracted, half thinking about how glad he is to have the shitty sling off (though his shoulder is still sore and bandaged) and half thinking about what he's gonna make for breakfast tomorrow, and since bubbles are just...bubbles...he's not too concerned about avoiding them.

He's in the middle of a big ol' yawn when he walks smack into one. And there's the foam and shit and he has a minor WTF? moment, but he's tired and not paying attention and so he kind of...doesn't notice. What happens.

Nope, instead he just falls into his hammock, still in his button-up shirt and everything! Though the buttons are straining a bit now, eheh. As soon as he kicks his shoes off, he's asleep.

AFTER HE FIGURES SHIT OUT (aka after Zoro comes to bed), feel free to find Sanji whenever and wherever on board! For the first day or so, he'll probably be freaking out a little. Yeah, okay, so he's technically been a girl before -- in Nami-san's body and also that Ranma kid's way back when -- but those bodies weren't his. And he really doesn't appreciate having his masculinity yanked away from him! ALSO HIS SHIRTS DON'T FIT.

But he'll get over it eventually, though it helps when he remembers that shit never lasts too long in this world and it's fine, just because he has (some really nice, actually) breasts doesn't mean he's not still a man! ...You know. Inside.

SO YEAH. GENSWAP SANJI, HAVE AT!

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[Sanji will eventually be approached by Keimi-- who has suddenly decided she needed to sprout wings on her arms and grow a nice new pair of bird legs.]

Damn Sanji, your tits got huge.

[Zoro watched the bubbles start while on watch, but he didn't think too much of it either. They just had booze rain a couple weeks ago, what's bubbles to him? He's more lamenting that it's about to be Usopp's birthday again and the jerk still hasn't returned to this world, boo. He manages to drop down from the crow's nest and make it to the men's cabin without touching one, maybe because they remind him of Sabaody and that's not an enjoyable memory.

It's pitch-dark in the men's cabin, but Zoro manages to make his way over to Sanji's hammock, kicking off his boots and setting aside his swords before tumbling into bed with him, all set to snatch a few cozy hours of sleep before dawn and breakfast. He flings an arm over the cook as usual, only to find something soft and bouncy where usually there isn't. His first (and only) thought is goddammit stupid shit-cook bringing that damn boob pillow to bed with him again, and he hates that thing so he lifts his head in order to find it and yank it out of Sanji's arms so they're not sleeping with that creepy thing...

But his hand falls hard on warmth. Flesh. That's...not a pillow.

There's no time for any thought, rational or not, he reacts on pure instinct, yelping and yanking back his hand like it's been scalded. The momentum flings him right back out of the hammock onto the floor with a thud.]

[A-3/30][After having shipped off from Serenes Lorelai requested the crew join her together in the galley. As people enter they see her fiddling with the shard she found on the boat during their fight against the pirates.

I feel like I can trust these people, they stand up and care for each other and I think as much as some of these people seem like childish idiots I think they are my best chance out of here.

She's quick and straight to the point]

If you'll allow it I'd like to officially join you all as a member of your crew.

[B-4/1][The morning of the first Lorelai wakes up and makes her way up to the deck to do her usual morning training sessions. The strange bubbles floating around not really registering after the booze rain of the previous month.

I mean really, it can't be any worse than last months rain and pinching can it? It's actually kind of pretty

She begins going through the motions with her scythe, switching form and stance as she moves across the rear of the deck. Midway through she ends up stabbing through one of the bubbles. No sooner does this happen than her legs suddenly turn into fins and she immediately falls flat on her face unable to balance in any way. She's stuck flopping around and dragging herself around the deck by her hands.]

FUCK FUCK FUUUUUUUUCK! A LITTLE HELP PLEASE.

[C-4/2-4/5] It takes a little over a day for Lorelai to have any balance at all moving around with a fishtail. During this time she spends most of her time drinking in the Galley and pretty regularly falling on her face over and over again.

Please don't let this last]

[Ganked a t-shirt from somewhere, probably Zoro's locker, since his tend to be a little baggier than Sanji's, and he's headed toward the galley when Keimi calls out to him.

To which he just kind of gapes at her for a moment. Those sure are some shitty bird legs she's sporting instead of a fin today, but more importantly -- say what now??]

...Ah. Robin-chan's are bigger.

[/COUGH

What, he can tell. He's got an eye for this kinda thing. BUT ALSO he didn't really mean to say that and it just comes blurting out before his eyes widen abruptly. He clears his throat, crossing his arms over his more-ample-than-usual chest.]

Shit, I mean -- are you feeling alright, Keimi-chan??

[Well geez, even if the yelping somehow doesn't wake him up, being rocked right out of the shitty hammock certainly does! Zoro's momentum upsets the entire thing, of course, and Sanji jolts awake as he hits the ground hard, letting out a yelp of his own.]

The fuck, you asshole, the hell's wrong with you? People're tryin' to sleep, ya know.

[He pushes himself up to a sitting position, scowling and rubbing the back of his head where it hit the deck before gingerly feeling his shoulder. Though, strangely, it doesn't hurt at all. Huh.

Sanji peers through the darkness, trying to find Zoro.]

Also some of us recently got shot, and— [STOPS TALKING ABRUPTLY, a hand flying to his throat.] What the shit??

[Because that is not his voice. That is so not his goddamn voice!]

Who are you?!

[it's only natural to wonder, okay? There's a woman in the men's cabin, a woman in Sanji's bed (shut up, gut, it can't be what it looks like), he can hear the voice now. Blinking in the dark to try to be able to see, Zoro is entirely taken aback by the words, and the thing his haki is telling him: that presence isn't a stranger.

But no, haki, you're dumb.]

What the hell is going on, here?

[Makes an offended sound.]

Who am I?! Fuck you, marimo, who the hell do you think—

[Jesus, okay, he's getting a bit screechy. Gah. There's definitely a more feminine sound to his voice now. So...]

Holy shit, did I switch bodies with Nami-san again? IS NAMI-SAN HERE?!

[And now his hands fly somewhere else -- right to his chest, to be specific. Sure are some boobs there now.]

...And Law, too?

[A beat later, as he remembers both of them would need to be present for such a bodyswap to occur. Hmmmm.

Glances down suddenly, giving his breasts another squeeze.]

These aren't Nami-san's.

[...

.....

.......]

Me? I'm not the one that lost my junk yesterday.

[As far as she remembers, she's always been a mouthy bird.]

You gonna live?

[Oh man, Keimi is just going to laugh as she watches you flop all over the place. You may notice her new feathery wing-arms and her giant bird legs.]

Oh man, Lori, you really suck at that don't you?

[Snickering forever.]

[Chokes on air, EVEN WHIMPERS A BIT, but he'll deny that forever.]

Oi, you also lost...well, sort of—

[...I MEAN, her whole fin is gone, she's got (bird) legs now, so she has to have new junk, too, right??

Okay, maybe don't think about the specifics.

Sanji's mental state right now: orz

He abruptly gives a sheepish laugh, flapping a hand in Keimi's direction.]

Mah, Keimi-chan doesn't need to worry about me! I'll be fine! Ain't a big deal, right? That shitty Iva used to switch back and forth all the damn time and it wasn't mentally scarring at all having that hanging over my head for two years!

[......]

[she shoots off the dirtiest glare she can] How do you do it!? How do you get around on this thing?

[Lorelai manages to kind of bend herself up into a balanced position]</Small] And you're one to laugh bird girl!

[his eye has adjusted enough now that he can see that]

Stop doing that! Gaaahhh...

[fisting his hands in his hair. What the hell is going on? He's too short on sleep to think quickly right now. It's starting to become pretty clear, though, that the cook is a girl. How and why can wait until he's gotten the basics through his thick skull.]

Yeah, that's just crazy. I mean, how do you even make clothes for that? Between a bulging chest and bulging crotch, there has to be some tightness somewhere...

[She'll grab her own breasts. Do you even make a bra for disappearing boobs?]

Mah, anyway. Do you need anything? I can alter one of your suits if you want; fit your new curves better.

How do I get around...?

[She shoots a confused glance, flapping the wings on the backs of her arms. She flies, always has.]

Look, back home, this place called Sabaody had this little gimmick. Floating bubbles. They were supposed to pop as soon as you left the island, but I guess they work here.

[She tosses her a piece of coral.]

[Lorelai reaches for the coral and bobbles it in her hand dropping it to the ground. She reaches forward for it and is once again sent tumbling face first into the deck]

FUCK!

[She reaches out around her fumbling for the piece of coral and finally gets it in her hand]

So this is how you do the bubble thing? How do I turn it on?

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[Ignoring you, still examining his body in a perplexed, almost dazed sort of way. That's his shirt, right? Nami-san wouldn't be wearing his shirt (although THAT is a very appealing mental image).]

Shit. No, Zoro, shut up, this isn't Nami-san's body, what—

[Finally lets go of his boobs so he can dig around in his pants pocket -- which are fitting all wrong, by the way, they're tighter in some places and have too much material in others, mostly the length, and just what the fuck alskjdhfs.

Sanji finds the lighter and clicks it on, the flame splashing a little more light across the space between them so that he can frantically examine his hands. Though that doesn't really tell him much, he needs to get a look at his shitty face. He glances up at Zoro, eyes wide.]

Oi, oi, whose body do I got now?

[Not really sure he wants the answer to that, BUT...]

[lifts his head and stares, because now he can see it for himself.

Good god.]

Uh. It's not...nobody...just. [waggles one finger in a little spiral] Still got your eyebrows.

[hanging out with his arms folded, leaning on the counter]

Luffy's the only one who can make that decision. If he says you're in, you're in. Simple as that.

[Stares.

And goes a bit dopey, hearts popping up in the air around him.

Though all that CRASS LANGUAGE throws him a little and really he's just so confused.

The mention of his suit snaps him out of it.]

What? No! No, my suits are fine, Keimi-chan. [Ruin one of his suits, GURRRRL YOU CRAY.] Nothing to worry about, I got...shirts and stuff I can wear!

[Or other people do, anyway.]

[Sanji watches that little swirly finger motion and his eyes widen even more. Then he's abruptly shoving himself to his feet, though he has to throw his arms out to catch his balance when he pitches forward slightly, and he's about to trip on his damn pants -- he's not short or anything, but there definitely seems to be two to three inches of extra material pooled around his feet now. Not to mention his belt is digging into his hips and the material is tight across his bum and augh.

With an annoyed scowl, he promptly rips the belt off and shimmies his pants down before kicking them off, not really caring where they land. He's left in his boxers, but whatever, doesn't matter, there's more important things.

Like bolting for the bathroom so he can get a proper look at himself in a shitty good mirror.]

.......Holy shit.

[He braces his hands against the sink, leaning forward until his nose practically touches the mirror, his jaw dropping open.]

Holy shit.

[Girl, who do you think made half those suits?]

Uh-uh-uh. Arms up.

[She retrieves a tape measure from her shirt pocket.]

You think I'm going to let my crew walk around looking all baggy? I have an image to maintain, you know.

[Ouch, you poor thing. That nose isn't going to be straight by the time this is over.]

Push the button on the back, hold it until the bubble is as big as you want it.

After that, it's all balance.

...Which I hope you have.

[YES BUT THEY'RE HIS SUITS, NOT THIS SHITTY GIRLY BODY'S. Also if he has clothes made for it then it's like it's gonna be around for awhile or something but it's not, goddammit, he'll be a man again soon enough!!

All of which he's about to say, but then Keimi's coming at him with that tape measure, and he quickly backs up a step with an embarrassing 'eep!' sound, hands flying up to cover his chest.]

It's really fine, Keimi-chan, I don't wanna trouble you or nothing!

[This might take some convincing...]

[just gonna sit here on the floor for a bit.]

Fuck this world. Seriously.

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