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"Shiva wept!" Autor yelps, crumpling to the floor of his room in a heap.

He expected every break, sprain, and bruise to stick around after he changed back, so he wasn't surprised at his unsteadiness when his Lego-fused braces dissolved.

But what was viciously unpleasant was that the medication he'd been popping to keep from feeling every break, sprain, and bruise dissipated when his bloodstream changed.

And that he had to feel everything snap again--all at once--in his new bones.

The boy laugh-sobs, quietly sick, and props himself up in the doorframe to catch a wait rat by the tail. When it returns, he takes some tea and some ice and some serious pain pills, and waits for it all to kick in so he can drag himself down to the infirmary.

And so, just because he's in a genuinely good mood and he can't exactly move, heirDrosselmeyer is signed on.

[OOC: Millitimed to around midnight.]

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FT: Woof woof, or nonny-nonny-nonny:
FT: How art thou, friend, upon this summer's night?
FT: And wherefore art where I cannot torment thee?
FT: The place is full of revellers, but thou art not here!

HD: Woof woof?
HD: Are you a dog or just dogged?
HD: I'm involved in a forced break
HD: But should avoid blame for my usual troubles
HD: As I've been expertly framed

FT: Framed? Art thou then a holy painting,
FT: Or a great tapestry done by a lady's hand,
FT: That any would fain put a frame around thee?

FT: I was a hound awhile, but am not now,
FT: The feast-days are now past, and this device
FT: Would be too hard to write upon by paw.

HD: Someway different entirely
HD: As neither holiness nor a lady's hands have touched me
HD: Were you really a canine for Cubefall?
HD: There were a few of those loping about
HD: But we may have run into each other all the same
HD: Were you ever able to get to a mirror?

Edited 2013-06-08 16:29 (UTC)

FT: I was! And large as any calf,
FT: A child could ride on me for play, but none did.

HD: Good heavens, you must have been enormous
HD: But I bet you made a wonderful dog
HD: What did you do with your time as one
HD: Aside from offer rides to ghost children?

FT: I was a loping monster, and I lay
FT: Upon a couch near by the furnace, and I dozed,
FT: But would get up and play with beasts and children coming by.

There's a long pause on Autor's end and a--surely unrelated--spate of pained cackling from upstairs.

HD: And what games of sport
HD: Can a loping hound
HD: Entertain a beastly child with?

FT: Chasing around the herbs of our garden,
FT: Or throwing balls, and racing to the catch.
FT: 'Tis joyous for a hound, as tennis is
FT: For a man so inclined.

Edited 2013-06-08 20:55 (UTC)

HD: We'll have to play tennis sometime, then
HD: I'm surprised at how well you appear to have taken to it
HD: This wasn't your first Cubefall, was it?

FT: But all were changed, so why not
FT: Join in the revels and enjoy the gift?

HD: I'm fairly certain not everyone was changed

HD: I will let you know when I think of an example
HD: But not everyone is as changeable as you are

Edited 2013-06-08 21:16 (UTC)

FT: If one was not changed, he shall have my pity,
FT: As a sour man who misses all the fun,
FT: For grim and dour seriosity.

HD: Seriosity, you say!
HD: But you can't deny the tasty proof
HD: That a splash of sourness
HD: Makes the sweeter things
HD: Much more satisfying

HD: Still, I suppose some change can be good
HD: Temporarily

FT: For sooth, it was, so very much!
FT: What wert thou changed to, monklet?

HD: A beastly child
HD: Rather fearsome to behold

FT: I met one that was fearsome strong
FT: And set my couch aside like to a toy:
FT: But that child was a girl!
...?

HD: Good heavens
HD: She must have been terrible
HD: She didn't hurt you, did she?

FT: Oh no! Later, she made a ball and played with me.
FT: Like tennis, just for hounds, as I have said.

HD: Interesting!
HD: I wonder if you'll meet her again

FT: LIkely, she was one just as I
FT: Changed by the feast-day magic.

HD: That's entirely possible
HD: Did you ask?

FT: I was a hound! For sooth, I could not speak
FT: But wag my tail, or growl, or lay me down.

HD: What a pity!
HD: Looks like you'll never know who she was
HD: I do know of one girl who has such legendary strength
HD: And a Security badge
HD: You may have to see if they are one and the same

FT: She had none such.