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serving_love) wrote2014-08-24 11:06 pm
serving_love) wrote2014-08-24 11:06 pm
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[Because Ranma's body is like some kinda shitty magnet for water, or at least knows how to cause water to magically appear out of nowhere, Sanji steps out onto the deck of the Katabami on a bright, sunny day -- and somehow promptly gets rained on.
From the one damn cloud in the sky.
He splutters, pushing drenched bangs out of his face and not noticing as his frame suddenly gets a little smaller and gains some new...assets... Mostly because he's too busy scowling and turning to stomp back inside to change his shirt. He wrings out the one he has on, absently tossing aside his now damp journal (which, of course, falls open when it lands on the floor).
It's when Sanji actually strips the shirt off and glances down that things suddenly click and he just.
Stares.]
........Ahaha...ha. Holy shit. The fuck, are those things real?
[MIGHT AS WELL CHECK AND SEE.
...
Ayup, they're real. Haaahahahaha... Whoa. Whoa.
HOW.
Sanji looks around, wide-eyed, and once he spots the journal he scrambles to snatch it up with one hand -- his other one is still squeezing one of his boobs, of course (sorry, Ranma). Then he yells into the book:]
Oi, oi, what the hell kind of body is this?! [Faintly:] ...Lucky bastard...
((OOC: All replies will be coming fromboobs_love!))
[Because Ranma's body is like some kinda shitty magnet for water, or at least knows how to cause water to magically appear out of nowhere, Sanji steps out onto the deck of the Katabami on a bright, sunny day -- and somehow promptly gets rained on.
From the one damn cloud in the sky.
He splutters, pushing drenched bangs out of his face and not noticing as his frame suddenly gets a little smaller and gains some new...assets... Mostly because he's too busy scowling and turning to stomp back inside to change his shirt. He wrings out the one he has on, absently tossing aside his now damp journal (which, of course, falls open when it lands on the floor).
It's when Sanji actually strips the shirt off and glances down that things suddenly click and he just.
Stares.]
........Ahaha...ha. Holy shit. The fuck, are those things real?
[MIGHT AS WELL CHECK AND SEE.
...
Ayup, they're real. Haaahahahaha... Whoa. Whoa.
HOW.
Sanji looks around, wide-eyed, and once he spots the journal he scrambles to snatch it up with one hand -- his other one is still squeezing one of his boobs, of course (sorry, Ranma). Then he yells into the book:]
Oi, oi, what the hell kind of body is this?! [Faintly:] ...Lucky bastard...
((OOC: All replies will be coming from
boobs_love!))