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[devoutish]

I'm already gorgeous.

[He quips, nudging her shoulder with his.]

[furgood]

A diffurent sort of gorgeous for sure. Longer hair, maybe a few more curves. Still witty and grumpy.

[devoutish]

Do you think Zephyr will ever send us to a world where we change sex?

[furgood]

I can't imagine it but I guess it's possible. I don't know how I'd feel about it honestly. I like being a woman, never thought of being anything else but I've known people who cared less.

[devoutish]

Have you enjoyed turning into animals and things?

[furgood]

Generally yes. And I knew if I didn't want to be that particular thing I could opt out, just not go. You know? Not go to the new world, not put on the necklace, not--whatever. Have you? I know you don't tend to go in for those things as often.

[devoutish]

Yeah, I like being myself, too. But for just a week or so, I suppose it's all right for a laugh.

[furgood]

It's sort of like putting on a costume. Good for a little while but nothing I want to live in. Though being able to glide was sort of fun. I imagine flying in general would be exhilarating. If we went to a world where we had wings, that would be exciting!

[devoutish]

I wonder if we could suggest it. Surely they must know of one.

[furgood]

I don't know if Zefur takes requests on what worlds they get distress calls from. 'I know you like to help anyone you find but can you look for one with some winged peoples in distress specifically? Cause I want to fly.'

[devoutish]

Who says we can only travel when there's a distress call? We could just pop off for a vacation.

[furgood]

Have we ever 'popped off for a vacation'? Every time we head somewhere there's a problem. [She turns away suddenly in a slow circle and finally finds a scrap of blue to dance through her fingers] Even diving in the ocean as a mermaid helped bring Color to the surface.

[devoutish]

We haven't, no, but I don't see why we couldn't. Surely it's within Zephyr's capabilities.

[He watches her with interest, consider the little flit of color.]

Which colors are yours?

[furgood]

Gold, green, red. Mostly gold. Not usually blue but I can't complain.

[She smiles] I'd love to see the world they created. The limit? Something. It must be beautiful.

[devoutish]

Ask them.

[He says, giving her another little nudge.]

Honestly. I'm sure we could go.

[furgood]

[Meulin links her arm through his, humming thoughtfully] They'd have to look a bit but I could ask.

[devoutish]

Ask about the wings, too, while you're at it.

[furgood]

Pft, sure, stick me with all the weird requests, why don't you?

[When they finally reach the bathhouse, she opens the door with a happy sigh at the warm air] I should make you ask one of them. Sharing.

[devoutish]

You're the one who wants them.

[He says, dropping his coat on a lounge chair and immediately starting to strip.]

[furgood]

Like you don't want to visit the Sister's world too. Just to see.

[She does the same really, throwing off her coat onto a chair and neatly stacking the rest of her things atop it]

[devoutish]

[He ducks over to a locker and pulls out a swimsuit - an actual pair of swimming trunks, not his old-fashioned suit from home - and tugs it on.]

-- I would, yeah. I'd be curious.

[furgood]

[She pauses to watch and then slips off her shirt.] Who gave you a modern suit? I remember you distinctky telling me your things were far more covering.

[devoutish]

I've still got that one. This one came from Zephyr; they were handing them out one summer.

[furgood]

Looks good. Bathing in a whole outfit would be silly. If I didn't think people would think I'm weird, I wouldn't be wearing a bathing suit at all.

[She hums, adjusting the strap of her top. Underneath all her layers, she's wearing her bathing suit instead of underwear.]

[devoutish]

It's not a whole outfit.

[He protests, stifling a smile.]

It comes down to the knees and elbows, that's all. And you can go without the suit, if you like. I'll never tell.