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what's ferret for 'bitch please'?
WHO: Ravi Chakrabarti
WHERE: Under a delicious tree (an evil, delicious tree)
WHEN: October 17th
OPEN TO: All!
WARNINGS: Ferrets, mischief, swearing
There is a ferret currently pawing at a sweater vest near one of the trees on the outskirts of town.
This isn't a sentence that Ravi would've ever assembled prior to this place, and yet, now it feels commonplace. If he weren't currently in a little ferret body, he might even feel compelled to squeak about how this place is awful. No. Wait, squeaking is for right now, which is what he's doing. It's all that bloody apple's fault for looking so green and perfect, and if someone's going to change you into a ferret after a few bites, he thinks he ought to be warned.
Of course, right now, maybe his priorities are a little off. First, there had been the immediate 'oh, fuck, I'm a ferret', and yet, after that, Ravi didn't think about switching back instantly. No, instead, he's far more concerned about the fact that he'd been wearing one of his best shirts and sweater vests and they're currently all in a pile where someone might step on them or, worse, might take them for their own. That won't do.
This is how there's come to be a tiny little angry Ravi-ferret pawing and clawing at the sweater vest to try and figure out a way to drag it with him back to his and Major's place. No opposable thumbs rule out hands, which means that teeth are next. That is, teeth are next until heavy footsteps and a looming shadow above him makes Ravi realize just how small he is and just how much he currently detests that stupid apple for making him like this.
What if it's permanent? What if he has rabies?
What if their dog eats him?
Letting out a panicked and angry squeak, Ravi clambers to protect his clothes ever the more, while simultaneously hiding behind one of his boots in case he ends up accidentally pelted by an over-eager kick.
WHERE: Under a delicious tree (an evil, delicious tree)
WHEN: October 17th
OPEN TO: All!
WARNINGS: Ferrets, mischief, swearing
There is a ferret currently pawing at a sweater vest near one of the trees on the outskirts of town.
This isn't a sentence that Ravi would've ever assembled prior to this place, and yet, now it feels commonplace. If he weren't currently in a little ferret body, he might even feel compelled to squeak about how this place is awful. No. Wait, squeaking is for right now, which is what he's doing. It's all that bloody apple's fault for looking so green and perfect, and if someone's going to change you into a ferret after a few bites, he thinks he ought to be warned.
Of course, right now, maybe his priorities are a little off. First, there had been the immediate 'oh, fuck, I'm a ferret', and yet, after that, Ravi didn't think about switching back instantly. No, instead, he's far more concerned about the fact that he'd been wearing one of his best shirts and sweater vests and they're currently all in a pile where someone might step on them or, worse, might take them for their own. That won't do.
This is how there's come to be a tiny little angry Ravi-ferret pawing and clawing at the sweater vest to try and figure out a way to drag it with him back to his and Major's place. No opposable thumbs rule out hands, which means that teeth are next. That is, teeth are next until heavy footsteps and a looming shadow above him makes Ravi realize just how small he is and just how much he currently detests that stupid apple for making him like this.
What if it's permanent? What if he has rabies?
What if their dog eats him?
Letting out a panicked and angry squeak, Ravi clambers to protect his clothes ever the more, while simultaneously hiding behind one of his boots in case he ends up accidentally pelted by an over-eager kick.
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"Yes, okay Lassie, Timmy's in the well. Are you telling me you know where Ravi is, or do you just really want some pants? I know a chick, she likes sewing and woodland creatures, she might make you a pair."
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As it stands, he ends up doing that to Kira's boot, not skin, digging in a crude 'RA' before he gets tired.
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He really needs to stop leaving his glasses at home, considering his situation.
Kira gives a shooing kick to the ferret to make room to sit down, crossing his legs in his lap and tugging his foot up to examine. It's a pretty clear message from there, but he just--doesn't want to do this. Putting his head down in his hands, he barely peeks at the little animal through his fingers. "Please tell me you're just especially sentient and not actually Ravi."
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Hopefully Kira doesn't just think that Ravi is providing food for him because he's really not. He does not require a ferret buddy, not now.
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Ravi ate an apple and turned into a ferret. That's what he's being expected ti believe. "Okay, fine," he says, deciding this is actually a dream and actually not his fucking problem. "Let's go see Mark." Getting up, he scoops the ferret up in one hand and the apple in the other.
"Only you would wind up in this mess."
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What he doesn't know is that it looks adorable. If he did know that, he'd probably just end up sulking and look even more adorable. Still, it's his cursed apple and he's holding onto it, even as he burrows into Kira's forearm.
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"I get it, you were eating the apple when it happened. I don't know what Mark can do either, but he at least needs to know this happens." Kira kind of wishes he didn't, that he could hand it off to Mark and have his memory erased MIB style. "He also doesn't have any pets to fuck with you, which my house is full of."
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Sure, it might work. But then, he'd end up naked and in Kira's arms, and that's just a line of this friendship that Ravi isn't prepared to endure. Giving a ferret-like harrumph, he accepts his new fate in going to see Mark.