[Accidental Voice Post]

[lezareno_prez]

Of all the people, why did it have to be him... damn it!

Alicia, forgive me. To think that I would ever find myself in his form...

[OOC: Yep, Regal is stuck as Vharley, to add insult to injury.]

Comments

[im-the-cute-one.livejournal.com]

You look like a wrestler.

[lezareno_prez]

I doubt this body would last very long in a wrestling match.

[im-the-cute-one.livejournal.com]

Neither would mine. Ana is a wimp. She can't even take a flying ninja tackle.

[lezareno_prez]

... 'flying ninja tackle'?

[im-the-cute-one.livejournal.com]

My specialty. When I'm not looking like a blonde girl.

She's not cute at all. I'm much cuter, right?

[corrinesbell]

Sorry, Regal.

[lezareno_prez]

I...

[He's warring with thoughts that he KNOWS aren't his own, yet for some reason can't seem to separate from his mind.]

[corrinesbell]

[waiting]

[lezareno_prez]

How... much longer until this is over?

[corrinesbell]

Uh...what day is it?

[kendama-pro.livejournal.com]

It'll be over in a day or two, though. You got lucky, I think.

[lezareno_prez]

I'm not sure I would consider this 'lucky' by any stretch of the word.

[kendama-pro.livejournal.com]

It isn't for much longer, though. Hang in there?

[lezareno_prez]

What about yourself? Have you been affected?

[kendama-pro.livejournal.com]

Not this time, no. Raine and Albert, however...

[fonon-professor.livejournal.com]

[Gelda, unaware of Regal's change, has just gotten out of the shower. Now dressed in a bathrobe and slippers, she heads downstairs to see if her housemate's around. If not, she's free to head into the kitchen and put the tea kettle on the furnace.

-But what's this?! Just as she rounds the corner, she sees a fat, ugly, creepy-looking man in the kitchen! The horror! She quickly hides herself out of sight again, waiting. If she's lucky, he hasn't noticed her.]

[lezareno_prez]

[Fortunately for her, Regal hasn't noticed her presence yet. Being in Vharley's form has given him quite the appetite and he's currently looking for something to eat, a process which is occupying all of his attention at the moment. In fact, he wasn't even aware that she'd been in the shower in the first place.

This is really not Regal's day.]

[fonon-professor.livejournal.com]

[Fat, ugly creeper man is raiding Gelda's kitchen while she was in the shower? This is a serious cause for alarm! Good thing she's not a helpless damsel. She's an ex-Locrian Colonel and she won't just let perverted (and apparently hungry) burglars do as they please. This is why she silently heads up to the second floor, where the storage room is. There's bound to be a weapon in there somewhere.

Ahah. A broom. Perfect.]

[lezareno_prez]

[How do you think he got to be so fat and ugly, Gelda? Huh? Better act fast before he eats you out of house and home, which he seems to be on his way to doing. Good thing HE happens to be completely oblivious to the rest of the world while he's hungry.

Just rummaging through the cupboards now...]

[fonon-professor.livejournal.com]

[Gelda silently moves downstairs again, pressing herself up against the wall next to the kitchen door, weapon in hand. Be thankful this isn't Presea, or she'd be using a sharp axe instead of a blunt broomstick. She takes a few deep breaths to steady herself, listening closely to where in the kitchen the creepy burglar is located. Wait for iiiit...

And then she dashes into the room, raising the broom over her head, ready to bring it down on the stranger with one deft strike.]

Hiyah!

[Voice]

[wise_maiden]

[She can't really see the picture clearly, but the voice is familiar enough]

... Regal?

[Voice]

[lezareno_prez]

Unfortunately, yes.

[Voice]

[wise_maiden]

... I'm sorry.

[Voice]

[lezareno_prez]

You have nothing to apologize for. These are my sins, and I must bear the memory.

[Voice]

[wise_maiden]

I should have known you'd say something like that.