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action for jaune; lunchtime
[ Jaune and Weiss had been getting along for some time now. After their last real fight, it'd taken a while but they were honestly better than ever. And now, she was on her way to go patrol and peeking into his office while he was doing paperwork (or holowork, that she put him up to doing- you know, whatever). ]

You know, I wouldn't mind some company to patrol sector 5 if you want some fresh air and lunch.

[ She knows he doesn't do well with 'homework' for too long at a time. ]

action for jacques; evening
[ After a hectic afternoon with Jaune, it had taken every ounce of her patience when she got a call from the mayor's assistant that she needed to meet with him. Something about securing an event or something along those lines. Weiss had half a mind to just post-pone but given her current relationship with her father, the last thing she needed to do was aggravate it. She'd just.. have to try to keep her hands to herself. Wear gloves. That would solve the problem, right? ~~It wouldn't, but she isn't aware of that.~~

So Weiss shows up wearing a dress and a jacket despite the weather not being cold, and light gloves, peeking her head through the mayor's office door tentatively. ]

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[ She jumps again and looks over at him- herself? Oh my god was that where Jaune went? Is that why she's so tall, blonde, and scraggly now?

The normal response would be to ask questions. But Weiss seems to have a different dilemma. ]

Don't speak like that with my face!

[With his face? Did he mean Weiss's face? Why was he talking and oh god]

Do I really sound like that? [He groans, still staring at his/Weiss's face. Slowly, he pokes himself in the eye.] Ow. [He's starting to try and put two and two together. He feels so weird. He's so pretty but this isn't him and it's just surreal and wrong.] Weiss, are you-- are you me and am I you? Oh my god I'm so short.

Okay. Okay, let's get out of the car and take a deep breath.

[ Inhale, exhale. Oh god this is terrible. Weiss is getting out of the car and definitely hits her head on the door frame. Because goddamn Jaune is tall compared to what she's used to. ]

Ow!!

Right. Okay. What could go wrong by taking a deep breath?

[He jumps when he hears himself yelling, spinning around while he gets out.]

Are you okay? [Oh god this dress is itchy and why is he wearing stilts and part of Weiss's long hair got stuck between the seat and the door and he's trying to untangle it out and how did he succeed in doing this already he's grunting and making annoyed noises before finally in a much more Weiss voice:]

This is terrible! Can we switch clothes?

Yes. Your head is in the wrong place. Why does anyone need to be this lanky?

[ You say that like he does it on purpose, Weiss... She looks over at him and ducks to get her head out of the car and stands up, then narrows her eyes. ]

I'll give you your hoodie, but I'm not stripping at a car accident and nothing else is going to fit.

Says the person who's like...four feet at most.

[He waves a hand dismissively, working on removing the heels.]

Nah it's okay. I just thought wearing a dress would make you happy. And you'd look good in it if I do say so myself. Not as good as me, but... [He shrugs. The breeze is nice though.]

5'3" with my shoes on.

[ So like 4'11.5" maybe without them. Gosh. And yes the last .5 is important. ]

I am you right now, you dolt. [ Such a sourpuss face on Jaune's face that Weiss is making. ] Let's focus on trying to figure this out.

[Goodbye foot prisons. He just gives her a look and walks over to measure himself against her. Which only seems to disappoint himself. It's a Jaune style pout.] Now I have to look up to you...

Hey, don't call yourself that using my face! [He is so offended on her behalf.] I guess we should. Especially if the police stop--

[BARK

Jaune just stops what he's doing and runs to the source of the barking. A heeler puppy! Kneeling down, he pets them and starts gushing.]

You are the most adorable thing here aren't you yes you are! You're super cute!!!

I am speaking to the actual soul of Jaune, who is a dolt. I can say it to whoever's face is being used by you, including my own.

[ SO THERE. YOU THINK SHE WONT INSULT HERSELF SHE'LL FIGHT YOU.

And then there's a dog. And she knows they're both okay and the dog is clearly here to make sure THEY'RE okay!! Weiss kneels down to look at him too. ]

Oh who's a good widdle puppup making suwe the cwash victims are okay~ What a good doggy~~

If we're speaking to eachother's souls, does that make us psychics...?

[And that doesn't sound too out of place, even with Weiss using his voice. They're both dog fanatics.]

Our protective warrior rescuing puppup to the rescue!!! [Bark!, the puppy licks Weiss's face, which is currently Jaune's face, then sniffs Weiss and jumps up to try and lick hers too.]

Weiss can we keep him?

I would be willing to bet he belongs to someone, Jaune. Also we already have enough pets.

[ They have to be reasonable, or else Weiss would have 10 more dogs. ]

Anyway- that's not important right now! How do we change back?

[You know what Weiss? He's pouting now, reluctantly parting from the dog.]

Don't know. But I'm still hungry so can we eat first?

You're hungry because I was hungry.

[ It's her body now. ]

But sure, just be aware that you're not allowed to eat like you normally do. It'll make my body sick.

[ She doesn't want to be in the bathroom all night because Jaune decides to eat 10 waffles. ]

And so was I, in case you haven't noticed. At least that's stayed the same.

[He's looking on the bright side, etc, shifting his stance to one hip. Like damn now he can do this without being an awkward try too hard noodle.]

But how will I know when I feel sick?

You'll probably feel full before getting through one waffle if they're full-plate size.

[ Weiss feels the awkward noodle now. He's so scraggly. And she keeps trying to put her legs together but there's CLEARLY SOMETHING DOWN THERE so she's just kind of walking awkwardly. ]

You can't even finish one waffle?

[He scoffs at her, shaking his head in disappointment. The absence of that...something feels weird. Like parting with a friend who has always been there for you. He glances over at her, completely missing the reason why she's walking like that.]

Do you gotta pee?

I don't eat a lot at one time! Also that is including the fruits and cream that go on top.

[ Look Jaune, when she talks waffles she means like this stuff. Schnees do fancy waffles, ya dig?? ]

What? No. I just have a foreign object between my legs and I don't want to touch it.

No wonder you're so short! Not drinking enough milk cream or fruits...

[Those waffles are godly and he has no idea they exist.]

Please don't call my penis a "foreign object".

I feel like you've never had real waffles, and neither milk nor fruits have anything to do with height.

[ Boy wait until she tells you about crepes one day. ]

Your penis is a foreign object to me! [ This is probably the weirdest thing to scream to a petite girl while being at least a foot taller and waddling like she's trying not to let the penis between her legs touch her legs. (His legs?) ]

Hey, my parents made waffles all the time. Fresh outta the microwave. Then how come Ruby is taller but younger than you? She drinks milk.

[His whole world will be changed.]

[He winces at the way that sounds, but he ends up scowling when he sees the way Weiss is walking.]

Stop walking that way, you're making me--you--whatever, look stupid! Besides, how do you think I feel? It's gone...my penis is gone! [Now that petite girl is getting emotional about having no penis.]

Have you even seen a waffle iron before?

[ What kind of weird deprived childhood have you lived, Jaune.. ] Virtually everyone is taller than me except for Klein, it has nothing to do with how much milk they drank.

[ SHE KNOWS SHE'S SHORT LEAvE HER ALONE ITS SO HIGH UP HERE. ]

So? If anything that should free you up for more effective movement. Also why do you feel like you've been living in someone's backyard? [ She's like. Trying to dig dirt out from behind his ear or something. It's questionable if it's actually there but she feels dirty. It probably has more to do with the fact that his skin is nowhere near as smooth as hers is and feels rough to her though. ]

Why would you use something for clothes on food?

[He just stares up at her, appalled.] Yeah, why is that... [HE FEELS SO SMALL AND IT'S WEIRD.]

How am I supposed to do that with these hips? [Gesturing at them.] Hey, I haven't lived outside for months now! I'm perfectly clean and whoa. [Sorry, he has to sniff at his wrist now.] I smell good. Oh! I wonder what my hair smells like! [He struggles with the weight of her ponytail to throw it over his shoulder and try to smell it.]

Oh Jaune...

[ She's just looking at him like he's the most pitiable thing on the planet. For five seconds before looking proud of herself. ]

Of course you smell good, I smell fantastic. You smell... kind of like your dog and greasy food. [ And whatever his natural smell is, but Weiss is only picking out the bad things because she's kind of negative. As for her hair, it smells rather like apples thanks to the shampoo she uses. ]

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What? Don't look at me like that!

[His shoulders arch up defensively and he avoids her gaze.]

Thank you. [Obviously it's a compliment. Oh god this is heaven he smells like heaven and desserts and good things.] I changed my mind. You can keep my penis if I can smell like this and wear cute dresses.

That's not a compliment!

[ She rolls her eyes. ] Just bathe regularly and properly and use cologne. No one is stopping you from wearing dresses either, though I imagine you'd have a difficult time fighting in them. It does take practice.

[ Jaune will flash everyone all the time. He's banned from fighting while he's Weiss, too.

...Oh, wait. That's- Hm.

Weiss stops walking for a second and holds her breath, then holds her hand out to try to make a glyph. It's a soul bound ability, but hers is weirdly genetic so... ahahahahahahahaha it's just gonna malfunction. ]

Jaune, I can't use my semblance as you.

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