Welcome to Gaia! ::

Shiva stood in her room, stairing at the clear ball of ice on it's stand. She saw a strange senshi running through an alley, lost and confused. She studied the back ground looking for a clue about where the girl was. Finnally she saw something she thought she recognized. She picked up the ball of ice and walked it to the sink and was soon out the front door and powered down. "I can't believe she's so close". Shiva had been hunting Sailor Pegasis for weeks. Her staff had led her to America and this town. Now it was just a matter of physically finding her. Soon she reached where she thought she saw the girl. Exploring the area further she found herself staring at the back of a young girl.

"Sailor Pegasus?"
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Alan gasped, her eyes wide as she spun around. "Who are you?" She yelled, a noted panic on her face as she gazed the newcomer over, her shoes skidding in the mud.
The woman's fuku was stained, the skirt ripped in several places, and the wings fixated firmly to her back were in severe need of a preening. Such usually didn't happen, given that a senshi's fuku usually formed completely washed and fully repaired when they transformed. Most living on earth didn't keep theirs on for more then a battle before changing back......
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The girl was shivering violently, bags underneath her eyes displaying a lack of sleep. Her normally pretty crystal-clear green eyes were red from exhaustion. The woman slowly raised her fists in self defense as she glared twords Shiva.
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The excessively tall woman spread her hands to show she was unarmed. Physically she looked like she was in her late 20s, but her demenior and eyes suggested much older. "My name is Chel, Chel Lynne. I'm here to help you. " Shiva's face was filled with concern for the girl. "What's happened to you child?"
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The woman paused for a minute, before collapsing to the ground, hugging her knees into her chest. "Ch..Chel..." She said, breathing shallowly, yet rapidly. "I-I'm.....Alan....and....everything...."

'Alan' gulped hard, tears falling from her eyes as she rubbed them. "My parents kicked me out, some crazy smoke-lady tried to kill me, men keep wanting me to....they..." The girl shuddered, shutting her eyes as her chest heaved, tears now flowing freely down her cheeks.
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Slowly Shiva approached the girl, taking off her own coat she put it around her shoulders. With the height difference, it would reach her ankles when she stood up. "Do you know how to power down child? We need to get you of that fuku and into some warm clean clothes."
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"Just close your eyes and picture yourself as you normally are. You should return to whatever clothing you were wearing before." Shiva draped an arm across the girls shoulders and helped her back to her feet.
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"As I was....?" she asked, nodding, before sighing, leaning in against Shiva. Slowly, Alan shut her eyes, picturing what she looked like, BEFORE everything went......well, and got totally screwed up.
The woman's outfit glowed for a few moments, before vanishing, quickly being replaced by a simple shirt, and long pajama bottoms, that were a bit too large on her. Gasping, Alan stumbled, grabbing her pants before they could fall and staring at her chest. "They're....still there...."
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"They?" Shiva raised an eyebrow. "Lets go get some pie around the corner and you can tell me everything". Shiva led the young girl around the corner to a small dinner.
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"Th-thank you...." She said, blushing slightly whilst smiling gratefully.

Shortly thereafter, the two sat at opposite ends of a small both inside said dinner, Alan gratefully wolfing down her first meal in the past two days. "It started two days ago....there was this weird black-haired girl.....somehow, she could turn herself into smoke at will....and for some reason, she wanted to kill me..." She recounted. "She said something about killing certain people before they became a threat.....the next thing I knew, there was this weird light.....and then I....um.....changed....."

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"You turned into a senshi my dear. That outfit you had on earlier is called a fuku, and is the uniform of a Sailor Scout. Think back, before you changed, did you find an object? Something strong but beautiful? Maybe a pen or locket?"
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"Thats....not a transformation." She said, staring at her. "If anything, the clothing swap was the least of my worries." She said, sighing. "Although I did see what looked like a solid gold feather among the numerous white ones......but well..." The girl cringed, her hands tightening nervously. "I......turned into a girl." She admitted, quietly, blushing as she did so. "The smoke-woman decided that her time was better spent elsewhere....probably had something to do with said transformation.....but.....that morning, my parent's didn't recognize me, and kicked me out. I'm just lucky they didn't call the cops....."

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Shiva's eyes widened. "Well that explains somethings. " Shiva reached across the table and grasped the girls hand. "We're going to figure all this out, you see, I too am a senshi. " Shiva rolled up her sleeve revealing the revealing the white and blue swirls of her normal skin with the makeup she wore in public.

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Alan gasped quietly, watching the skin transition from a normal 'skin' pigmentation....to something akin to ice. And it wasn't until her hand had been turned upside down that Alan noticed an odd symbol placed upon her palm. (Which....made sense, seeing as she was wearing gloves ever since transforming.) "What exactly does it explain....?" She asked, clearly confused, yet grateful. "And....what IS a 'Sailor Scout'?"



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"Hmm yes, I suppose you're too young to remember, although I'm sure you were taught in school about the year the earth went black. 18 years ago, in 1996 when earth was blackened it was Sailor Scouts who fought to restore it. And that my dear is is the symbol of Sailor Pegasus. It has't been seen in 10000 years. It means you are the latest incarnation of Sailor Pegasus"

(the fuku isn't a skirt, but it has one. A skirt can be attached to another garment and still be a skirt wink

"Not sure, if they exist, they seem to be a minority. Shortly before the sky went black a trio of senshi from outside the system visited and helped the local senshi in their fight. They were male, but became female when transformed. "

"It bothers you doesn't it?" Shiva frowned.

Alan opened her mouth, but paused a moment, not really feeling up to the sarcastic remark that popped into her head. "Yeah...." She admitted, sighing. "Bad enough that I'm the wrong gender, but like this, I'm acctually attractive." She said, rolling her eyes. "In a way.....I guess I'm kind of a lesbian......my mind's mostly my own....."

"Normally I wouldn't recommend this to a woman, but if it makes you uncomfortable, given your..er situation.. we'll make sure we get you some form hiding clothing. You might have to get used to it however if we can't restore your normal form. "

The girl sighed. "Yeah.....you're probably right....." She said, frowning. "About the second thing.....I mean....if women are able to live....being women, I should be able to learn.....eventually....and if I AM stuck like this, hiding from it won't fix anything....does that....erm....make sense?" She asked, blushing as she did so.

"Thats very rational" Shiva smiled but worried about how the girl (boy?) was adjusting. It wasn't normal.

"Just think of the dating options if we can figure out how to let you access both forms" Shiva winked.

Shiva banged on the boor again. "You said that 20mins ago."

An unintelligable grunt issued from the room, before the wind seemed to pick up slightly. The unlocked door slowly pushed itself open, revealing a powered-up Alan, lying face down on the bed, her wings gently draped across her.

"Goodness, you are exhausted." Shiva shut the door behind her. "I got you a change of clothes, probably not the best fit, but it'll get us around town without too many weird looks." Concerned, Shiva checked Adams pulse.


True, exhaustion WAS part of it. Another part was simply that Alan had never been, wasn't, and probably never would be, a morning person, and was by far, a heavy sleeper. That said, it WAS the first comfortable sleep she'd had in two days.....

The fuku-clad girl's head swished around slightly, before flumping back onto the pillow. "Wassa....frazza.......itsa...you....." She muttered, just barely above a whisper.


"Adam, it's getting close to 10:30am deary. Lets get you coherent and some food in our bellies. I for one am starving."


((His name is Alan. Not Adam.))

Alan muttered something incoherent. It wasn't for another few seconds that she finally turned over, wincing as she crushed her wings beneath her body, before flipping herself back over. "Owww..." She groaned, pushing herself into a sitting position.


((I know that! xD))

"Why are you powered up again? "

((did your wings disappear the night before when you powered down?))


((Yes, yes they did.))

Alan stiffened, blushing slightly as she answered, refusing to look Shiva in the face. "B-because...." She stammered, "The thing.....comes with a bra....."


Shiva couldn't help but laugh. "Here" Shiva handed Alan the bag. Inside she would find jeans, v-neck, a sports bra, granny panties and flip flops .

"Sorry, I didn't know your exact sizes, we can go get you some clothes that fit better latter. For now get dressed and we'll go get breakfast."


The girl nodded, blushing in embarassment as she powered down, her frame being stripped naked momentarilly before her ill-fitting pajamas re-formed upon her.

Taking a nervous glance twords Shiva, Alan grabbed the panties and jeans, before ducking back under the covers, starting to disrobe underneath them.


Shiva turned away to give the girl a bit of privacy.



Alan felt....odd. On one hand, these close-fitting panties felt....weird compared to the boxars he normally wore. I mean sure, technically panties came with her fuku, but it was all but lost under the sensation of the fuku itself. (Which was comfortable to begin with.)
On the other hand, she was now wearing everything on her lower self....yet struggling awkwardly with the bra, blushing as she grunted in annoyance.


"Is the sports bra too small? I had to guesstimate"


"Um....not by much....I don't think....but....how in the world....do you work this thing?"


"It's a sports bra, just pull it over your head. Its basically a super tight spandex t-shirt.'


((Oh.....wait....back up. >_< Late-night brain-fart. Alan'd be able to figure out a sports bra....pretty easilly. He's a bright kid. Its one of his personality traits, this brightness, and I'd hate to screw it up so early on. >_< ))


((lol, shall we chauk it up to trying to get dressed under a sheet?))


((*shrugs* I guess so.))

"I think I....got it...." Alan said, shuddering as the material touched her chest. It felt so weird! Then again, that was just HER perspective, having....well, not really wore them before. Sliding out of the bed, Alan grabbed the shirt and shoes from the bag, slipping them on. "Ok...." She said, blushing. "You can look...."

((Random fact: Alan is known for his near-constant state of blushing. XD She's VERY easily embarrassed.))


((I can tell!))
Shiva turned back around. "ok good. Lets get some food. How do you feal about Dennys?"


Alan nodded, hardly the sort to be too picky when it came to free food.


((so where in america are we?))

"There's one across the street." Shiva headed out the door. "Love their "moons over my hammy"


((Not sure. It was never really specified. And in his origional story, Tori and him were quickly sent offworld.))

"Haven't really been to a Dennys...." She said, shrugging as they walked down the stairs. "Mostly Sonic and Chick'fil'a for my family...."



Walking into the Dennys Shiva smiled at the hostess who's eyes went wide at the sight of the giant tourist. "Two please" .

She tried not to stare as she quickly sat them by a window. Soon coffee was on the table.


((I....acctually have NO idea what coffee tastes like. ))

Shiva paid the driver, got out of the cab and extended her hand to help Alex out. "A friend of mine recommended this row of boutiques. "



Alan nodded, gratefully accepting said hand as she stood up. Not that it really made much of a diffrence to her. She was as lost in fashion as any other socially awkward male. "Thanks for this...." She muttered, reffering mostly twords the monetary transactions about to take place.


"No worries, money really isn't an issue for us" Shiva ducked as she entered a store with a low doorway. "I do think our first step is undies. If you're more comfortable in boxers I'm sure we can get you some that fit, but we definitely need to get you some bra's with good support"


"Well....I....sort of." The girl said, shrugging as she followed after Shiva, and quickly being reminded of how dang tall the woman was. "I'm afraid if I start trying to fight the fact that I'm a girl now, that its going to end up biting me in the rear eventually."

Alan paused for a moment, her eyes glancing upon a mother consoling her crying child. "I'm not saying I want to be a princessy girly-girl right off the bat...but some unfamiliarity wouldn't hurt...."

The girl sighed. It was....complicated. But in the end, she wanted some sort of motivation to get more....used to this form. The best thing she could think of, was just having someone else pick out her clothing for a few months, slowly introducing skirts and pantyhose and the like.....but she had no idea how long she was going to be living in the same building as Shiva.


"Well we'll get you some granny pantys to start then. No one should start with thongs" Shiva picked up a pair off the rack.


Alan blushed, nodding approvingly. "Didn't say I wanted to work twords being a slut." She joked, taking the underwear from Shiva. Was she supposed to try them on in the changing room, or were they just guessing sizes?


A sales woman came up and smiled at the two. "Hi, My name is Mary, May I help you?"

"Yes actually, my poor friend here had her entire wardrobe dumped in the atlantic last week because of a mix up and some very stupid crewmen." Shiva Scowled as she lied. "We need to buy her some new ones, but don't know what size she is. Can you help?"

The saleswoman feigned pity, knowing this meant a large sale, but was professional non-the-less. "Well lets take a couple measurements, that'll tell me what size undies you need. And we can guesstimate the rest have her try on a few thinsg." Mary disappeared a moment and reappeared a second latter with a measuring tape and a chart.


Well that was fast, sudden, and convienient. But one should never look a gift horse in the mouth, right?

The girl blushed, glancing down at her attractive figure. There was no denying that she was pretty, as if the universe was trying to beat her in the head with the, 'you are feminine' stick of metaphor.

The girl blushed, hardly moving as Mary took her measurements.



"Well looks, there we go." The woman consulted the chart and replaced the underwear in Adams hand back on the rack and picked up an appropriately sized pair. "Now, how do you feal about these?"



((Wait, here? In this PM?))

"I...um...don't....have a prefrence....." She said, cringing in embarrassment. Surely that had to be something she was supposed to know.... "I...um....am I supposed to try them on....?"


((And its ALAN. A-L-A-N. Not Adam!))


((Sorry, I know Adams, but no alans xD))

The sales woman and Shiva cocked an eyebrow. It was an odd question.

"We'll take them" Shiva said and grabbed a handfull more off the rack."Here these too, can you put these aside for us?"

Shiva watched the Saleswoman put them behind the counter. "No sweety. It's a hygene thing, you never try on underwear. You buy them, take them home, and if they fit right you keep buying the same size."

((yeah, you can address PMs to multiple people))


((Well yeah, but the responses would be a mess.....I've never really RP'd like that before. Usually for it to involve multiple people, I've done it in a thread.))

The girl blushed. Yeah....that made sense. Why in the world had she thought that a good idea? "Y-yeah..." She said, quietly, before groaning slightly against the pain in her chest. I suppose a bra is next.....



((thread works too, it's up to you. And will you tell me what sizes you are? xD))

"Ok, now we need bra's" Shiva announced.


((C-cup. XD*Oh, and I'd prefer a thread personally.))

The pajama-clad woman nodded, smiling gratefully. "I suppose we wait for Mary then...."

Zero walked through the row of boutiques with a tall coffee in hand. She tried to ignore the people stopping to point and whisper as she walked by. "Ugh..I hate getting up this early. To many pedestrians.." She looked in the windows of a couple of stores, then moved on when a few more people started whispering to each other. After a few minutes she came across a boutique with a familliarly (i dont think thats a word xD) tall figure in sight. "What's this now?" She had to duck as she walked into the store to avoid bumping her head. She felt the burn of eyes on her the moment she walked in. Being dressed like a man didn't help take attention away. A few girls in the corner pointed and giggled. Zero just winked at them, making one of them blush.

[And with that I say goodnight]

"Hmm?"

Alan blinked curiously, taking a step back behind Shiva. She'd never been good with crowds.....ever. Not that three was really a crowd....but still....

(Am Too razz )

"Yah, well..you know me. I just love to shop" Her voice betrayed the fact that she hated shopping. "So is this her? She's cute."

Alan blushed at the statement, squirming akwardly for a moment before finding a set of bras shoved into her ill-prepared arms. "R-right..." She stammered, her face feeling rather hot as she quickly stepped through the isles.




A few minutes later, the woman called from the stalls. "I...think I got it.....is this right?"