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[thenightmarebegins]

[This voice message is less voice and more... the sound of bells. Bells that are light and jingly, with perhaps just a little bit of an ominous tone underneath that. Anyone with magical backgrounds- the same as with for Tinker Bell- can understand the words, but for anyone else they'll just hear him talk in the bell sound. Vincent has no idea yet, of course.]

It will only last a week... if we're fortunate.

[Of all the things to become, it had to be this. No monster, oddly enough, but a tiny little fairy. At the moment he's somewhere around town right in the middle of one of the paths. He's wearing his bandana wrapped around him toga-style. Vincent is making a futile attempt to pick up at least his journal and his gun and bring them along with him... but getting airborne is proving to be a challenge and he's sprinkling pixie dust all over.]

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[eidolon-soul.livejournal.com]

[Rydia, still a sylph, is flying back toward home when she catches sight of....]

...Vincent?

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[trueraretalent.livejournal.com]

[Bells! Tink recognizes those, but sadly can't understand them now. And it's really upsetting.]

Hey! You're a fairy! It's me! Tink! I can't understand you right now. Go slower, please!

[chaotic-dirge.livejournal.com]

...Rydia?

[Vincent lets the stuff drop down a moment as he stares at her in surprise. She's pretty much a similar size to him, and seems to be a lifeform of some similarity as well.]

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[chaotic-dirge.livejournal.com]

[Have more bell-sounds, which get rather frustrated at times, only to calm down again and try to get what he's saying across.]

I don't understand. Why would you be unable to hear me? Are we not speaking the same language...?

[Tests out a Written part next which proves to be a challenge.]

You're... unable to understand my speech?

[eidolon-soul.livejournal.com]

You're a sylph, too?

[She looks at him, then the pixie dust.]

Oh, you're like Tink. Um, we should move. I don't want you squished.

[sun-trumpet.livejournal.com]

[Yay! Finally, another fairy!]

Hi!

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[trueraretalent.livejournal.com]

I don't get it. I can't...

[She's actually getting upset about this and not just angry. Once the writing comes back, she calms down with a sniffle.]

I don't like this at all. Please, tell me who you are. Where are you?

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[chaotic-dirge.livejournal.com]

Vincent Valentine. I'm normally [Human, but... not quite entirely human] ...not this size. I'm on one of the pathways leading from the shops.

[chaotic-dirge.livejournal.com]

[Like who? Never mind that. Vincent nods, seeing the logic in that.]

I don't want to leave my things here... but I cannot possibly carry them in this form.

[eidolon-soul.livejournal.com]

Hm...obviously, I can't carry them either. I can ask a friend to pick them up, though.

[chaotic-dirge.livejournal.com]

[Vincent glances back, currently a lot less pleased to be in fairy form.]

...Hello? Have you been transformed as well?

[sun-trumpet.livejournal.com]

No. I've always been a fairy!

[chaotic-dirge.livejournal.com]

[...He's grudging to accept the assistance, but what else can be done about it, while in this form?]

If they could bring them back to my place, I would appreciate that.

[chaotic-dirge.livejournal.com]

I see... This is the first experience I've had being like this.

[eidolon-soul.livejournal.com]

I think we can manage that.

...where do you live again?

[chaotic-dirge.livejournal.com]

Community building one, room twenty three.

[eidolon-soul.livejournal.com]

[Nods.]

Alright. We can head to my house first, then. Um...can you fly?

[chaotic-dirge.livejournal.com]

I should be able to. I'm attempting.

[For some reason it's taking him a while to get the hang of it. It seems to work better the less he's too overly concerned about getting it right.]

[eidolon-soul.livejournal.com]

Hm...I'd offer advice, but I'm not sure a sylph's experience would cross over to that of a pixie.

[chaotic-dirge.livejournal.com]

[He glances at her, surprised. He hasn't encountered anything entirely like this before.]

You know what variety of fairy I've transformed into?

[eidolon-soul.livejournal.com]

[She nods.]

I think so. You haven't met Tinkerbell, I take it? Hm...I should find her for you. She'd be better at explaining this stuff.

[chaotic-dirge.livejournal.com]

I'll have to speak with her, as soon as I can.

[Glances to his things, but he at least managed to get them somewhat out of the way.]

[eidolon-soul.livejournal.com]

Well, she's human-sized now, so she won't be at her old home. Still, we can use the journal to find her.

[sun-trumpet.livejournal.com]

And... you don't like it?

[chaotic-dirge.livejournal.com]

It's very inconvenient for traveling through the village... or carrying anything.