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[impheired]

WELCOME TO YOUR PRIVATE CHANNEL, NINEHEADED. FOR SECURE COMMUNICATION, USE 009.21.328.89 *** NineHeaded has joined 009.21.328.89 <NineHeaded> this is kuzuryuu fuyuhiko. <NineHeaded> you're probbaly better off coming to find me than leaving a message on this piece ofshit. <NineHeaded> but whatever. if it's not stupid,i'll get back to you whenever i open my laptop again.

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[hamham]

[The fog had brought more changes, as expected, but those had been taken care of very quickly. His eyes turned red, his sclera turned black, more scales appeared...standard things. He'd even grown an entirely new set of sharp teeth, the addition awkward at first but manageable. Gundam doesn't expect anything new to happen the rest of the week, so he's caught well off guard when the Fog God proves him wrong there. And it's because of these new changes that he's currently sneaking around the castle, trying to find his friend.

Not that he's being particularly good at that "sneaking" part. If Fuyuhiko can't smell his pact partner coming, he'll definitely hear him, things being knocked over as he moves through their home. He really is being as careful as possible but it's difficult when you have a new tail that you don't know how to control. To his credit though, he does try and put as much of it back as possible, and nothing breaks!

And eventually he makes it into the living room in one piece, a towel wrapped around his waist and his scarf wrapped around his head in such a way that everything but his face is hidden. Horns, hair, ears...everything. What's he hiding under there? That towel sure isn't hiding his seven foot tail, the dark blue appendage resembling something like a rat tail. No scales, no barbs, no nothing to adorn it.

What are you up to, Fuyuhiko? Surely ignoring the sound of a few books being knocked off a nearby shelf, right?]

[impheired]

[Well he was TRYING to watch one of his crime dramas, till a certain SOMEBODY came along and decided to interrupt that. Wonder who that could be.]

[At the sound of books falling over, Fuyuhiko pries his eye away from the TV with a somewhat annoyed "tch" and a slight frown. Couldn't you at least wait until commercial, you asshole?]

Trying out a new look or did you go gambling without me and lose that badly? [WHERE ARE YOUR CLOTHES? Where are your clothes. He's not sure he can stress this question enough. It's a really important one. It's at that point, that he finally registers the tail, eyebrows raising slightly.] Huh. So she wasn't done with you after all, huh?

[That probably hurt a little, if it was anything like his own tail. But Gundam doesn't appear to be bleeding or in pain so there's no real reason for concern, as far as he can tell.]

[hamham]

[He would have loved to let Fuyuhiko continue watching his crime dramas but unfortunately it seems as though his tail has a mind of its own. Just as he's about to say something, it whips to the other side, wrapping around the base of the nearby floor lamp and jostling it some. It doesn't knock it over, though Gundam's having to hold it steady to keep his tail from pulling it around.

Really, it's not that it has a mind of its own, it just responds very well to the demon's feelings and he's feeling awkward and annoyed and upset right now. This tail is very upsetting.]

N-no, neither of those apply here. The lack of clothing is simply due to my tail growing in and ruining the waistline of my pants. It's impossible to wear that pair now, and it will be equally difficult to wear any others without altering them, which is what I was hoping to discuss with you.

[His tail was very painful as it grew in, and you just can't see the blood friend. He's mostly cleaned himself up, but the base of the tail and a little up the lower part of his back still have dried blood caked on. There are also plenty of spots on the tail itself still covered in blood as well. He hasn't gotten to cleaning himself off completely yet.

You should see the courtyard, it's a mess. No comment on the scarf.]

Have you seen the scissors, by chance?

[impheired]

[Ugh, well at least it happened outside, he guesses...and it's not like the courtyard is particularly dazzling anyway. All those dead plants...]

Oi, watch it. That thing got a mind of it's own or something?? [Jeez, and he thought his tail was bad. Which...it is, but in a completely different way. At least his doesn't knock shit over.]

Look, just go get Vietnam to fix them properly for you. Cutting a hole in them yourself's not gonna help anything. Hell, you'd probably just make more work for her, doing that.

[hamham]

No, it-- [He finally gets it to let go of the lamp and sets the object down, only for the tail to whip in the opposite direction. This time it doesn't knock anything over, but it does smack into the door frame with a rather painful sounding "thud" and a restrained grunt from the demon who owns it. This is the worst. Be grateful for your tail, Fuyuhiko. Or trade with him if you hate it so much.

He finally reaches around and grabs it, pulling it in close while still holding onto the towel with his other hand.]

I don't know what's wrong with it. [He sounds exasperated, like a mother tired of taking care of a two year old child who's throwing a fit.]

I cannot see Vietnam without a pair of pants to wear in the first place, either. This is hardly a decent state of dress to face her in.

[impheired]

I...guess that's true. But if that's the case, why the hell are you walking around in just a towel right now? You could've run into her before you found me, y'know. [Gundam, please.]

But why don't you just...pull your tail up, wrap it around your waist, and slip some pants on? Or throw it over your shoulder and loop it like a rope or something.

[Remember that first night he got his tail where he just kinda awkwardly squished it under his pants and let it peek out over his waistband? Do that. Only slightly more awkwardly since your tail is QUITE A BIT LONGER than his is.]

[hamham]

[He seems to consider this idea, looking the tail over before kind of shifting it and the towel some so he can pull it up over the back of his shoulder to see how that works. From there it wraps around his shoulder and arm, coiling up tight. A little uncomfortably tight if that slight wince is anything to go by but he doesn't complain.]

This...could work, I suppose...

[impheired]

Careful. If you pull it too tight it's just gonna be a pain in the ass.

[DID HE REALLY JUST...]

[hamham]

[Did he really just...Fuyuhiko are you taking this seriously at all? This is an uncomfortable problem for the demon! Not to mention that joke was so bad. You should feel bad.

Except there is a slightly amused snort from Gundam in reply.]

Hmph. How comfortable you have become in my presence, if you are able to joke when a powerful demon is facing an irritating problem.

[impheired]

[He's taking it very seriously!! But come on, it was just sitting right there.]

N-gk! It's nothing like that, dumbass! It was just an easy joke, that's all!

[Ah. Apparently not so comfortable that the tsun has gone away. Don't be fooled, Gundam. It's completely true. If he jokes around you, it means that he's comfortable.]

[hamham]

[Bullseye. That's exactly the reaction he was going for honestly, the breeder grinning with confidence near immediately as the heir tries to refute his statement. Because he does know that if Fuyuhiko's joking around him, it's a good thing!

That is still kind of rude though when he has been pretty distressed about this tail problem. He deserves to be called out.]

I will keep that in mind next time.

[impheired]

Yeah, whatever. So get out of here already. Go get your pants fixed so you can stop walking around in a towel like a fucking weirdo.

[He solved your problem, please leave him to his dramas?]

And take your scarf off your head, you look ridiculous.

[hamham]

[You would think such a simple request would get a very calm reaction. He'd just take it off and leave, right? That is not the case. At the mere mention of the scarf both hands reach up and clutch to the fabric, pulling it just a little closer to his head.]

It looks fine.

[Removing it would be the worst thing apparently.

Sorry, did you say you wanted to watch your dramas? Nah, that couldn't have been what you wanted.]

[impheired]

[Ugh. Let him watch.]

It really doesn't. What, did you grow another horn or something? You know the scarf just makes it more obvious you're trying to hide something, right? In addition to looking really stupid?

[YOU AND HINATA BOTH, HE SWEARS...]

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[hamham]

No, it's not that I've grown another horn or something, I just--

[hamham]

[That almost offended tone turns down to a quiet mumble as he hunches his shoulders.]

I'm...losing something instead...

[impheired]

Losing som-- [oh. OH.] Your hair's falling out?

[At least he says it quietly enough that whoever else might be around probably won't hear it. Sadly, he can't really relate here. He may grow a head full of fur every night, but his hair just changes, instead of falling out and regrowing.]

[hamham]

[The scarf is tugged closer to his head as the demon nods.]

I don't care if it's obvious that something is wrong, I just...do not wish for anyone to see. They are free to believe I am hiding a fifth horn if they wish, or any other change they may believe I have obtained. This is humiliating.

[He's very proud of his hair? He takes very good care of it? The only reason he doesn't style it as he once did is because he has horns and claws and those together makes it difficult but dammit that doesn't mean he doesn't love it all the same. It's an important part of his character!!]

[impheired]

Ah. [Poor balding Gundam.] So...your plan is to just leave your scarf on your head forever then? I know it's humiliating, but that's not much of a solution.

[hamham]

...no...perhaps I could invest in a hat...

[Look he hasn't thought that far ahead yet. He was just worried about the immediate danger of people seeing patch of hair missing. This is a very, very sudden change to his image that he was not prepared for, nor was he expecting. Wings, horns, tail? Yeah okay, those are a given. Hoof toes and scales? Not unheard of for demons and he can work with those.

How is he supposed to work hair loss into his demon character?]

[impheired]

I think you'd be better off with a wig than a hat. Unless you wanted to go the beanie route, I'm not sure there's a way to alter a hat with those horns of yours.

[But that'd be stealing Souda's look and he's sure Gundam doesn't want that.]

[hamham]

[The slight grimace at the mention of a beanie says probably not.]

Depending on the style, anything similar to a beanie could likely be easily altered...it would be a matter of cutting a hole for the horn, and then adjusting it so that it could snap closed just in front of it.

[Still willing to share ideas on how you could fix it for a monster though. Fashion is very important, after all.]

A wig...

[impheired]

[Yeah, he didn't think so.]

Yeah, a wig. I mean...your horns are all on your forehead so you could wear one just fine, I'd think.

[hamham]

[He considers this possibility, turning the idea over in his head. A wig...

And then, after a moment, there is just the softest of whines.]

I don't want to wear a wig...

[impheired]

[Oh my god, you are such a fucking baby!!!]

You'd rather walk around bald or in a lame hat that may not even do a full cover job? take the scarf off for a second and lemme see. Maybe you're not losing it, maybe it's falling out so that something else can grow in instead.

[Maybe flame head??]