☤ sixty-three

[as_damaged]

[ACCIDENTAL VIDEO]

[Tilt your head; the camera's on its side, a blurry expanse of countertop framing one edge of a well-kept kitchen. Cameron's, if you'd have reason to recognize it. After a moment the faint hissing in the background becomes a whistle, steam pouring out the spout of a teakettle.

The picture blurs and refocuses as a man comes into the picture, wearing a thankfully far-too long t-shirt over a tight-stretched pair of extremely feminine pajama pants. He-- or really, of course, she, if you hadn't figured-- pours the water into a waiting mug, and stands waiting a moment, palms on the corner of the counter, for the tea to steep.

Finally Cameron adds a half-spoon of sugar, and takes the tea back off camera. You might catch a deep, long-suffering sigh in the background noise.

The image stays on the empty kitchen until the recording times out.]


[ooc; Let's imagine this was earlier in the day. Cameron's affected by Gender-Swap, can't change the icons on this account to reflect it but replies will be coming from as_manly. <3]

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the best thing about being a woman is the prerogative to have a little fun;

[thenormalsquint]

[It's been a while since Angela visited slash slept over at Cameron's place, but she's bored again and she really does need to check in with the doctor for both their sakes. With a twist of the key in the lock, Angela pushes in the apartment door only to come face to back to a man standing in the kitchen with questionable fashion choices. The plastic bag in her hand crinkles as she stops short, not expecting Cameron to have had male company.]

Oh, excuse me. I didn't now you were here.

[There might be the ghost of a salacious smile dancing on her lips. It's about time Cameron got laid.]

the best thing about being a woman is the prerogative to have a little fun;

[as-manly.livejournal.com]

[Sigh. Cameron knows that look, Angela, and she is not amused.]

I live here, actually.

[The eyeroll should be familiar, even if the eyes aren't. Cameron shifts uncomfortably, being far too tall, far too broad, far too male to sit in her own skin. She sets her mug down, looking annoyed.]

It's a curse.

the best thing about being a woman is the prerogative to have a little fun;

[thenormalsquint]

[That's okay, Cameron. Angela's fine with being the only one amused here.

She's too busy backing up into the outside hallway to look at the man's face which should be familiar to Angela. But that doesn't stop Angela from replying right out of the box.]

Cameron never told me. [Now she looks up at him. Definitely familiar. Angela begins snickering.] Scratch that. You really need to shave, Cam.

the best thing about being a woman is the prerogative to have a little fun;

[as-manly.livejournal.com]

It hardly seems worth the time, when it's just for a day.

[She crosses her arms, frowning slightly. Besides, if she cuts herself, won't the nicks carry over tomorrow?]

I guess I ought to keep something on hand for this sort of thing. I can't go out like this, obviously.

the best thing about being a woman is the prerogative to have a little fun;

[thenormalsquint]

Yeah, but do you want to spend the day look like chickens use your chin for roosting.

[Closing the door behind her, Angela walks into the apartment and places the plastic bag on the counter. With her hands placed on the counter, palm down, she inspects Cameron with a critical eye.]

What happened to your clothes from last time?

the best thing about being a woman is the prerogative to have a little fun;

[as-manly.livejournal.com]

Last time I borrowed something. And it's not... quite as uncomfortable as you'd expect, oddly.

[The beard that is. The rest of it is uncomfortable on principle. She looks away, not wanting to meet that critical eye. Not that it's precisely bad, as bodies go, it's just not hers. It makes the identity crisis spurred by borrowed superpowers look like nothing.]

the best thing about being a woman is the prerogative to have a little fun;

[thenormalsquint]

I can't agree or disagree. When I got turned, I was just happy I didn't have another thing to shave.

[The eye is Angela trying to size Cameron up. Nothing more, nothing less.]

Do you want me to run to back home and grab something of Cinna's? I don't think you guys are the same size, but what he has is probably better than those poor pants.

the best thing about being a woman is the prerogative to have a little fun;

[as-manly.livejournal.com]

If you don't mind, I think it'd help a lot,

[she admits, with a slight frown. Being stuck not only indoors but in, well, ill-fitting clothes certainly doesn't help her mood. Everything she owns is far too small to make do.]

Though I think I'd better stay in anyway. It's-- almost worse running into people.

[Cameron laughs softly, too deeply.]

[orangetoughguy]

Heeeeeey....

I remember you.

[as-manly.livejournal.com]

That seems unlikely.

[orangetoughguy]

What you don't remember me?

[as-manly.livejournal.com]

[Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to the most awkward pause of all time.]

I know who you are. Who do you think I am, exactly?

[orangetoughguy]

[Please have a gift of the most unhelpful answer ever.]

Is this a trick question?

[as-manly.livejournal.com]

[Someone remind her to smash her device with a bad. And burn the scraps. And flush the ashes down the toilet. Anything to avoid this conversation ever again.]

It's Dr. Cameron. I'm cursed. Obviously.

[orangetoughguy]

[Note to Freddy: This is not as funny to her as it is to you.]

You know you could probably shave that, I think you might feel better.

[as-manly.livejournal.com]

I really don't think it would make me feel much better. But thank you for the advice.

audio ][ also my name is backdate ;_; lmffff hello cameron.... <3

[oshutup.livejournal.com]

[ Okay so he sees the network ID....and...yet.... ]

...this is still you, isn't it?

audio ][ o hai there <3

[as-manly.livejournal.com]

In the flesh, believe it or not. Appearances notwithstanding.

[There is a deep sigh under these words.]

Hello, Peter.

[vicodincrutch.livejournal.com]

Well.

[as-manly.livejournal.com]

No comment on my hair?

[vicodincrutch.livejournal.com]

Nope.

Now that you mention it though, I think you could do better. Much better. Chase could give you tips.

[as-manly.livejournal.com]

I'll keep that in mind.

[vicodincrutch.livejournal.com]

I want to say that I always knew you wore the pants.

[as-manly.livejournal.com]

That would be funnier if I wore more skirts.

[vicodincrutch.livejournal.com]

You were enough. I mean, not Cuddy grade. You're no streetwalker.