Part 3: The City of Crime

[RyderHakubi]

"I'm fairly sure that who you see before you isn't the whole of my being... I know that in my past, I've died at least twice, maybe three times.  And yet, memories are nonexistant for me.  I don't know what or who I was back in those lives... only emotions seem to be what's left."

[Dexie Oblivion]

"Interesting...so you think the other pieces of you may be out there somewhere?"

[RyderHakubi]

"Maybe, maybe not... I just know that I'm not what I was meant to be... or maybe I am, I'm not sure, all I have to go by is feelings."

[Dexie Oblivion]

He closes his eyes again.

"Feelings can be a tricky thing, my friend.  Don't let them lead you down the wrong path.."

[RyderHakubi]

"That's why I don't let them lead me very far... Most of the time, I just enjoy what I have.  Then, of course, I get curveballed and it decides to rain..."

[Dexie Oblivion]

>_>

"You still haven't explained what exactly the problem with rain is."

[RyderHakubi]

Ryder sighed... he always hated this part of this conversation...

"Words... mean nothing to what I could instead just show, ne?  So, just open your eyes and get it over with..."

[Dexie Oblivion]

Darx does just that, opening his eyes and looking.

[RyderHakubi]

Ryder sighs big time...

"Now, what you're about to witness may or may not cause you to burst out into spontaneous laughter.  If you feel the urge to do such a thing, go ahead, it's no worse than what I've heard in the past."

And with a quick motion, Ryder slung the guitar over his shoulder, his form blurring for just a second before refocusing into a much smaller frame.  Gone was the midnight blue hair, replaced by an ice green color instead, though conspicuously, the red bangs remained intact, albiet a little smaller.

Nothing seemed to fit right on this new form, which was expected because of the loss of muscle mass and height, and the addition of mass in the chest, hips, and butt.  His shirt was still tight, but not exactly in the way that perhaps one would have wished.

Also gone was any trace of masculinity in Ryder's frame, though, that could be expected since Ryder, without warning, had turned into a girl...

[Dexie Oblivion]

A wide grin slowly crosses over Darx's face as he tries to stifle a laugh.

"In all the years I've lived, all the sights I've seen, I have never seen anything quite like that, my friend."

He smirks.

"At the very least, you make a cute female, for a human that is."

[RyderHakubi]

"Oh screw you man... I thought you'd be able to appriciate weirdness on this sort of level."

[Dexie Oblivion]

"Hmph, of course I appreciate it. One would rather travel with a team of cute females rather than this group of misfits."

[RyderHakubi]

"I don't know Darxie... the fact that you'd be surrounded by a team of cute females that would never want to screw you might be worse than not having any at all..."

[Dexie Oblivion]

"Ha, so true, sadly."

And with that-and another glance over the girl-he closes his eyes again.

[RyderHakubi]

Ryda casusally leaned against the wall, slinging her guitar over her shoulder and plucking a few strings, not loudly enough to bother Darx though.