2nd Case - [Accidental Voice/Action]

[fortuneprince]

[Voice]

[Soft shuffling is heard as blankets are being moved around a little.  A moment later a soft whine along with more shuffling.  The noises get louder as if Naoto is struggling to get out of the blankets.

Naoto makes a sudden loud noise then she gasps as she takes a breath of air]

Burupya....B-...BURUPYA?!

[Action]

[Naoto is sitting on her bed, staring in fear at her new form.  She's now a small pink dragon, though the wings aren't obviously new she's pink and a dragon.  She's about the size of a kitten too.

In an attempt to get off the bed, she runs to the edge, nearly falling off so she grabs onto the blankets for dear life.  She hadn't exactly noticed how high she was from the ground.

The blankets then give way, causing Naoto to fall to the ground, the blankets falling on top of her as she lands with a thud.  She wiggles her way out from under them and looks up at her surroundings.  Everything is so big and she's rather annoyed with how small she is at the moment.  Not funny Luceti, not. funny.]

Burupya....

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[voice]

[seraphgoddess.livejournal.com]

[ While she was busy with her own problems, Martel couldn't help but be concerned about Naoto's situation. ]

Are you all right, Miss?

[ Also she's a little curious at what she meant by Burupya. ]

[voice]

[fortuneprince]

[She jumps at the sudden voice but tries to find the journal that's buried within the blankets. She uncovers it, causing a slight shuffling noise]

Burupya! Burupya...[Her voice fades slightly, realizing that's all she's able to say]

[voice]

[seraphgoddess.livejournal.com]

[ A huge question mark appears above Martel's head. She's not quite understanding what the person's trying to say. ]

I'm sorry, but I can't quite understand you.

[voice]/[written]

[fortuneprince]

Buu....

[Naoto suddenly remembers that one is able to communicate through writing as well. She quickly finds the pen to the journal and holds it in her mouth as she writes, though very messily]

"Cant...speak"

[voice]/[written] → [video]

[seraphgoddess.livejournal.com]

[ Unfortunately, Martel's not from the same world as Naoto so she's incapable of reading the writing. ]

I'm terribly sorry but I can't read this type of writing. But are you trying to say that you can't speak?

[ She switches the feed to video to see if Naoto shakes or nods her head. ]

[Voice]

[de_bel_survivor]

[Fortunately, Kouki's still unaffected by the experiment.]

Are you alright?

[Voice]

[fortuneprince]

[Lucky... She recognizes Kouki's voice and tries to talk to him--]

Burupya!! Burupya buu...[She goes quiet realizing she can't exactly say anything besides "burupya"]

[Voice]

[de_bel_survivor]

[...?]

Er, sorry, I don't understand what you're saying.

[Voice]/[Written]

[fortuneprince]

Burupya. [As a meaning of "hold on" all goes silent, with the exception of a bit of shuffling.

She searches around for a pen, finding one hidden within the blankets. Taking it in her mouth, she drags it over to the journal and begins to write, very messily mind you]

'Can't speak'

[Voice]/[Written]

[de_bel_survivor]

[He reads her writing, or at least try to.]

Ca...can't something? [Okay, since she's writing instead of speaking, it must mean--] Can't speak?

[Voice]

[fyulong]

...Ehhhhh!? Is that a fyulong!? No way!

[Voice]

[fortuneprince]

[Naoto blinks at the new voice, never hearing this person before. Though she responds simply-- ]

Burupya...? [Then proceeds to whine slightly in a questioning tone]

[Voice]

[fyulong]

[Oh wow, it really is. That's a surprise.]

Um... that's right, when I was a fyulong, I couldn't talk either. Let's see... people are changing all over the place... This is an experiment, right? You used to be a person?

[Voice]/[Video]

[fortuneprince]

[Oh, so she's a fyulong...Though she isn't exactly sure how to respond to that question since all she can say is one thing, so she decides to click on her video even though she really doesn't want to be seen like this.

She nods at him]

[Video]

[fyulong]

[Huh, so that settles one thing...] Well, it's not so bad to be fyulong! You get to ride around on people all the time, and nobody minds because you're too cute. And you can breathe fire!

[Action]

[tvorcrash.livejournal.com]

[Blink blink. He was just going to look around the journals for anything interesting, but this certainly caught his ear. 'Burupya'?

Time for this roomie to investigate. Off he goes to Naoto's side of the room...and he stares at the pink dragon sitting in front of him.]

[Action]

[fortuneprince]

[At first, Naoto doesn't exactly notice Souji standing behind her. She's too busy observing her appearance.

When she finally does notice him, she stares at him for a long time before making a loud 'pya!' noise and dives under the blankets that had fallen on the floor. Yes, she's embarrassed.]

Re: [Action]

[tvorcrash.livejournal.com]

...Naoto? [Blink blink. Bringing up her name because he...well, he has to be sure here. Really, how the hell did this dragon get in our room?]

[Action]

[fortuneprince]

[She peaks out when he says her name, her pink ears going back a little. A soft whine is heard from her as she slowly inches out from under the blankets]

[Action]

[tvorcrash.livejournal.com]

[...Well, one thing's for sure now. It's her. But how in blazes did this happen? He'll be going through the door now, if she doesn't mind.] What happened here?

[analyzing]

[Rise's in her room, doing what she does best- watching the network, or rather, she'd just opened hers up when she hears that thud. It didn't sound like it'd come from Souji's side, so...

Calling out now.]

Naoto-kun! You all right?

[fortuneprince]

[Naoto panics a little, it seems like Rise wasn't turned into this...whatever she was. She tries to maneuver her way under the blankets that had fallen so Rise won't see her.]

Pya....

[analyzing]

[...that is an even weirder sound, man. She'll stand now, leaving her journal on top of her bed and head over to Naoto's room. Knock knock, but she's not going to wait for a reply and will try the doorknob.

If it's open, she'll be peeking inside.]

Heeey, you okay?

[fortuneprince]

Burupya!

[ --Is a way of saying "Don't come in!" though she covers her mouth with her paws, remembering she can't speak normally]

[analyzing]

[Yeah no. The knob turns under her hand and she'll stick her head in and stare...at the empty room. Huh? She opens the door fully now and peers inside- and back out again. Not in the living room, that's for sure, or she'd have heard something.

And she'll come in and stand in the middle of the room with a rather perplexed look on her face as she folds her arms. Did she hear wrongly? Did something fall?

...of course, this also means that she's standing right beside the fallen blanket.]