video ● eighth reflection

[straying]

Hey everyone, it's been... what, three days now? How's everyone holding up in their switched bodies?

It... doesn't sound all too comfortable. So I can't say that I'm envious. I wish I had more advice but... Try to tough it out? Or reap the benefits of the new body you're in and try a few things! At least, that's what I would try to do.

[She snickers.] But this week actually brought in a few good things! First time in a while that I was able to sleep without worrying about some idiot trying to break in my apartment~ [a soft click in the background, not that Saya notices] But I guess that's what happens when a body's not suited for certain things-

[And then there's footsteps-

Wait. Footsteps? She's not pacing-]

Hey, Saya!

[At first, there's silence. Perhaps a second or two passes before the feed ends riiiight after the SFC goes soaring through the air towards a wall.

So much for 'toughing it out'.]

Comments

[failwithdaggers.livejournal.com]

What would be the point of sulking?

[He hops up on the edge of her table and swings his legs back and forth, grinning.]

Billy's balance is terrible, but I can live for a week like this.

[sweeperesque.livejournal.com]

I get a chance to laugh at you? Even if I've technically been laughing at you a lot already.

[And she rolls her eyes. No comment about how... seemingly at home he is, though. She stopped questioning that a while ago.]

Of course. He's managing well enough in your body too, even if he won't listen to me about trying a few rooftop races.

[And because she's a good hostess-]

Want anything to drink or eat?

[failwithdaggers.livejournal.com]

[He shrugs.]

At the moment, Billy isn't hungry.

[And then he laughs.]

Probably for the better. I'm still not convinced he won't cut himself on my weapons.

[sweeperesque.livejournal.com]

[Hearing that, she flops down on the couch.]

Of course he isn't. How's the Matthew in Billy's body doing, though?

But... yeah. I was a little worried about something like that. [Read: the exact same thing. Stop having similar thought processes, dammit.]

[failwithdaggers.livejournal.com]

Fine enough. This curse isn't as dangerous as some, in the end.

[Ffff. He shrugs.]

He's a disaster with one dagger, much less multiple.

[sweeperesque.livejournal.com]

I'd take this over zombies, hands down.

... did you even tell him where you keep them all or did you expect him to find them for himself?

[failwithdaggers.livejournal.com]

[He grins innocently.]

Of course not.

[sweeperesque.livejournal.com]

... and how is that supposed to help any?!

..Tagging at two in the morning. No longer allowed. /fails

[failwithdaggers.livejournal.com]

My body should remember where they are well enough that he won't cut himself on them. Besides, it would be really hard to cut himself on sheathed daggers, unless he's being an idiot about it.

... I couldn't told you that--

[sweeperesque.livejournal.com]

[A roll of her eyes.]

Wishful thinking. We know who to blame if you end up with cuts by the end of the week, though.