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Posted by Orochi on Mar 25, 2015 20:14:08 GMT -6
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Apr 6, 2015 22:16:54 GMT -6
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The thought of someone knowing they needed to use the restroom, or of calling them out on the need to was rather embarrassing for the more old fashioned of the Japanese people, but Ryoga was more than just old fashioned, his sense of dignity and pride was borderline insane, and he hadn't really gone to the bathroom since he'd been but a boy, his mutation having created a body that didn't follow the usual rules of life. His metabolism functioned in a way that nitrogen removal wasn't a necessity, and thus the need to urinate was quite foreign to him, especially in a woman's flesh.
He'd run from that ignorant thief in his panic, but the whole process of having to go to the restroom in her body was quite infuriating and left the god steaming at the ears. After that, the urge to rest had came, leaving him to wander till he fell onto a couch and slept, his fury having exhausted Tses's body. Waking the next day he realized have to find a way to control or contain his body till he could find the cause of the switch, and force them to undo their grievous mistake. However as the dragon stood up in Tses's form, another realization struck him. A skirt...was quite unbecoming of him. He didn't like this feeling of clothing to begin with, his body had always been to oddly shaped or large to wear anything, so nudity was sort of the norm for the Japanese mutant, but this...bagginess of her clothing felt even worse. He'd rather be snug in something than wearing something that was so open.
The dragon pilfered some new clothes from the mansion, not comfortable with the idea of taking but luckily he had an excuse. And so as the deity left the building once more to search for that irate creature with his face, he was much more comfortable in a plain t-shirt and a pair of jeans, losing Tses's rebellious and baggy look for a much plainer outfit, nearly mannish even. He didn't care about the appearance of a woman, only that the baggy feeling of female clothing was gone for something more...masculine.
His mind cleared, the dragon walked towards his shrine to search for her once more. What was her name even? Bah, he didn't care, her name was a worthless to him as any other moniker she might prefer. She was a thief and that was all his mind cared about. "Thieving woman!" He yelled as he approached the bed of the dragon. "I have come once more to demand we find a way to return my form to me. And I demand to know who helped you steal it." The little body of Tses's stared upwards at Orochi's original form with enough self confidence to match his original size, perhaps he was in a position of danger so long as she held his power, but if he could keep up with her original powers, he could at least stay alive long enough to locate an answer or some help.
Her appearance was lowborn, but the girls ability to explode things or walk through walls was certainly...interesting. Especially since Ryoga somehow was able to intuitively act on her ability, as if it was somehow vaguely similar to his original power. The fact that her powers were moon based and his sun based escaped him, but the connection was enough to make him think.
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Orochi, the Atomic Dragon
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