✪ 𝔬𝔬2 ; 𝖙𝖚𝖗𝖓 𝖎𝖓 𝖞𝖔𝖚𝖗 𝖈𝖔𝖋𝖋𝖎𝖓𝖘 ✪ closed action & open text

[distantone]

☆♬○♩●♪✧♩　𝒸𝓁ℴ𝓈ℯ𝒹　♩✧♪●♩○♬☆
[ Sleeping had become a regular enjoyment for D since having arrived here. He was actually able to enjoy a plentiful and full rest, rather than sleep with one eye open (more or less) which was the kind he had at home. Additionally, even the bed in the Commonspace was enjoyable, better than the ground, dirt, hay, or couches he was accustomed to. Not that in all of his long years the places he rested did much to the form of his body, after all, he had reparative properties and wouldn’t have to worry about things like that.

It just was nice to be able to enjoy his rest. Furthermore, he enjoyed it these last few nights next to the sound of a beating heart. Gren’s life force thumping away, lulling him into a sleep with a closeness he’s never once allowed himself to feel before. I don’t get to have a life.. Yet, here, in this world, there were far too many reasons to indulge in that very fantasy.

Things were going rather fine, having to navigate what it was to be around someone he wanted to be around for more than a business purpose, acquaintance, or whatever else.. he was trying at least and thus far it seemed to be.. fine.

Yes. Fine.

Until he woke with a start. Amiss was the soft sounds of breath, snores, and heartbeat from Gren and the void dampened a distinct discomfort from the core of horror which had D all but leaping out of the bed and touching at his mouth. Instantly, he noted the weight at his rear and the sight of nine tails swishing about around him with an anxious tick, the fur on his tails responded with piloerection and it went more than just the tails but across his skin as his flesh prickled in fear. D then looked to his hand, where he touched his fangs with, and found they were clean.

He also noted he didn’t feel different as in satisfied, full, or crazed with dark beast’s arousal. In fact, he just felt scared, and different (with the tails). ]

𝖂𝖍𝖆𝖙❜𝖘 𝖙𝖍𝖎𝖘 𝕯❓ 𝖄𝖔𝖚 𝖌𝖔𝖙 𝖞𝖔𝖚𝖗𝖘𝖊𝖑𝖋 𝖆 𝖓𝖊𝖜 𝖆𝖘𝖘 𝖔𝖋 𝖙𝖆𝖎𝖑𝖘❓ 𝕴 𝖆𝖑𝖜𝖆𝖞𝖘 𝖐𝖓𝖊𝖜 𝖞𝖔𝖚 𝖜𝖊𝖗𝖊 𝖆 𝖜𝖔𝖑𝖋❗
[ Lefty spoke up, without any hint of concern for the fear rolling across D’s flesh. But, it was like the old parasite to tease him rather than to comfort him. ]

Did I… have I? [ He looked at Gren’s lifeless body, afraid for what he might have done while he was sleeping. ]

☆♬○♩●♪✧♩　ℴ𝓅ℯ𝓃　♩✧♪●♩○♬☆

[ After some significant time with Gren, they check the network, together, to see what other changes have occurred.. and when they might find themselves returning to normal. D, for loath of admitting to his own.. changes, opts for text: ]

So, some of us have changed. Any update on this status? Any ideas on what this is about?