057: Ch-Ch-Ch-Ch-Changes!

[contract_star]

[On the Plane, there is a pile of clothes. Within the pile the edges of a utility belt can be seen, and a few knives lie off to the side. The pile of clothes is also wriggling around as something moves around beneath it. Whatever it is, it is making very unhappy sounds as it struggles to free itself.]


[ooc: Guess who ran into a Contractor who could turn people into “other things”? 8D]

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[contract_star]

[FLAIL, THERE ARE CREATURES DIGGING FOR HIM. The telekinesis does the trick, though, and out pops a confused and startled-looking fennec fox.]

[ghostlighter]

[Chris shakes his head and takes a moment to push the heel of his palm against his eye. Headache. A curious look for the fox, though.] What...?

[contract_star]

[The fox gives a little humming sound and scoots backward a little, looking around and wondering WHY THERE IS A GIANT.]

[ghostlighter]

Hey. [He pushes himself back a bit to make room for the fox.] I'm not going to hurt you.

[contract_star]

[The fox crouches low against the floor, watching Chris with wide eyes. The little bit of Hei that's still there, struggling against the fox-brain, recognizes Chris and registers as not a threat. He takes a tentative step closer.]

[ghostlighter]

[Chris frowns to himself, but slowly holds his hand out. Something weird is going on here.]

[contract_star]

[The fennec sniffs at Chris's hand, then turns away, looking back and forth, trying to comprehend why everything suddenly looks so strange. The clothes smell familiar, so he climbs back onto the pile.]

[ghostlighter]

[Hm. Chris lets the fox do that, while he goes to inspect the belt laying nearby. It's... familiar. He can't quite place where he's seen it, though.]

[contract_star]

[The fox gives a perturbed little rumble and pounces forward onto the belt. YOU CANNOT HAS BELT, CHRIS.]

[ghostlighter]

[Whoa! Chris pulls back and gives the fox a look.] What now?

[contract_star]

[The fennec whines and turns in circles above the belt, then points its nose in the direction of the knives and back.]

[ghostlighter]

[He looks kind of confused, but he slowly reaches over for the knives?]

[contract_star]

[LEEPS over and lands on the knife. NOT HIS KNIFE, NUUUU.]

[ghostlighter]

[UGH. Pulls his hands back and raises his hands in frustration.] What do you want?

[contract_star]

[Absolutely unhelpful yipping, whining and growling. WHY DO YOU NOT UNDERSTAND, CHRIS.]

[ghostlighter]

I can't believe I'm saying this, but I miss the talking animals here.

[contract_star]

[The fennec finally gives up and lies down on top of the knife, looking a little forlorn.]