Body Swap!

[puppy_lancer]

Characters: Lancer in Ruler/Jeanne D'Arc's body and you
Setting: Room 02-19
Format: Action, prose, and brackets--anything is fine
Summary: Lancer wakes up in a girl's body and decides to put it to good use.
Warnings: None, but sorry for post spam

Day 1 Prompts

Room 02-19



[Lancer wakes up feeling strange. Scratch that, just the fact he had woken up feeling like he had come out of a deep sleep was odd in and of itself. He had never needed much sleep, even as a living human. In the Tower, he had contended himself with only dozing off lightly.]

Ugh...

[Another point of contention is the room. This is definitely not his room, as he can see from the way that the beds are furnished. And this is definitely not his bed given the distinct lack of beer cans around the foot of the bed.]

What the...

[As he shifts to get out of his bed, his body feels strange, as if its balance is not quite right. He looks down at his body, and barely holds himself back from squeaking.]

[Holy shit! A girl! He was a girl! Or, at least, he was according to those breasts he was not sporting.]

I'm...

[He hops out of bed. At this point, information begins to more or less funnel into his brain. Class: Ruler, Strength: B, Agility: A...One by one, her stats appear in his mind; no, it is more like he reflexively knows it. This is his body now.]

[Strength is less than what he's used to, but speed seemed to be the same. A big grin spreads on his face when he realizes he has much better luck than he was ever used to having. It only gets bigger when when he realizes she has an A+++ Noble Phantasm. Even if he didn't plan on using it, it sounded like a pretty sweet deal.]

[And come to think of it, Ruler was a girl, so she was rooming with other girls, right? At this point, Lancer's grin threatens to split his face in two. Oh yeah, he could definitely work with this.]

[He didn't plan on being in Ruler's body forever, but he could live with it for a while. In fact, he was gonna have some fun.]

Cafeteria



[The blonde girl in armor is giving a bright, and some would say seductive, smile to anyone who passes by her.]

Hello, who might you be?

[Men or women, it does not matter. This is Lancer's only chance to score as a girl...and "she" isn't gonna let it go to waste.]

Block 1 and Block 2



[Just because she has a new body doesn't mean Lancer is remaining still. She can be found doing several things in places throughout the tower.]

1. Relaxing in one of the safer floors. Who knew the Tower had such nice swimming pools, or such beautiful forests? She certainly feels better here than she has ever felt since her initial arrival.

2. Glaring at the art on Floor 22. God, whoever runs this place has no taste.

3. Cathedral. Lancer didn't want to come here, but it was like she had been compelled to by this body. She sighs and sits down in one of the pews. At least it wasn't creepy like Sancraid's church from back home. Now, if only she could get the memories of actually being Ruler out of her head.

4. Outside the morgue. Lancer growls in annoyance as she stares at the monster chasing her. Usually, she wouldn't even peeped in a nasty-smelling place like that and thus never attracted the thing's attention, but usually, she wouldn't be distracted by memories of being a peasant girl from France.

Day 2 Prompts

Infirmary



[Lancer is standing in the infirmary, looking awkward. She doesn't know how to proceed with this. As a Servant, she shouldn't even be capable of getting sick, but this cough refused to go away.]

Day 3 Prompts



[Lancer spends much of this day curled up in the Church, reciting the Lord's Prayer over and over again. Even though the words should be foreign to her, it is like she knows them by heart.]

[The memories she still retained from her old self told her that she had wronged Ruler. The new memories slowly invading her mind told her she had done worse: she had sinned. She had offended God. So here she was, confessing and begging for forgiveness. Not just from Ruler or the girl's friends, but from a higher power.]

[At first, she had tried to resist those urges. After all, she wasn't Ruler. Ruler was the Saint. Ruler prayed. Lancer was the guy who ran around every day causing a maximum amount of havoc. But this newest memory had broken her down.]

[Toward the end of her life, Ruler had been betrayed, imprisoned, and interrogated. She had held out, of course; she hadn't been a Hero for nothing. But it had mentally more or less violated her. And in the end, she had been tricked into a confession.]

[Yeah, he felt like shit now for messing around in her body.]

[He wanted to apologize to someone, anyone. Just apologize and apologize until he could be forgiven.]

[And who better to forgive you than God?]

[OOC: Replies will be coming from lance_of_orleans]

Comments

Cafeteria

[scorchedchivalry]

[Saber, wearing the suit she had on from the Fourth War that had been in her trunk, glanced over at Ruler as she was greeted. Sighing, she gave the other woman a flat look.]

You cannot tell me that your ability to recognize me has been thwarted by a mere suit.

[Even if she looked damn good in the black suit and it made her look androgynous.]

Re: Cafeteria

[lance_of_orleans]

H-huh?

[The woman must have been familiar with Ruler at some point.]

["She" gives a nervous chuckle.]

O-oh, of course not...

[Since Ruler was also a Servant, Lancer could still sense that the other woman (or was it a woman) was one of "her" kind. And the only Servant "she" had met who looked anything like that was...]

Saber. I just didn't know you had it in you to wear a suit.

[Lancer is now surveying her carefully. Her figure is a little boyish for Lancer's usual tastes, but she looks cute in an androgynous way.]

But for what it's worth, you look damn good!

[scorchedchivalry]

[Saber raised an eyebrow at that exchange. Ruler had been much calmer and almost... saintly in her manner before. Now she was nervous.

Perhaps it was the suit.]

This is the attire I was accustomed to in the Forth War. Clothes are rather meaningless to us, Ruler. [She says that in a 'you should know that' tone.] Though this is quite comfortable.

Thank you for the compliment.

[lance_of_orleans]

Hell yeah! I bet we'd look good even if we were both naked.

[Especially if they were both naked.]

[scorchedchivalry]

[Her expression goes flat.]

That is an inconsequential matter. We are Servants; our physical form is unimportant.

....lmao. Cafeteria.

[amant]

[He was just passing by with a tray of food. In his own little world, really. Until he passed by the pervert wearing a Jeanne coat. Ha! Surely... Surely he misheard? It's still early noon.]

What was that, cherie?

[He turns to look and oh. WHAT IS THAT SEDUCTIVE SMILE DOING ON HIS SAINT? A DOLLA' DON'T MAKE FRANCE HOLLA']

Jeanne?!

Re: ....lmao. Cafeteria.

[lance_of_orleans]

[Oh, another person who knew Ruler. Despite not being a Servant and not a Master either, he seemed to have known her very well if they were on a real name basis?]

Yes?

[The smile never leaves her face.]

[amant]

[Dude, the smile on anyone else would be nice. Really, France likes a good seductive smile. But on her... it's a little off-putting]

Why are you smiling like that?

[lance_of_orleans]

Because I'm so happy to see a cute guy?

[Normally these smiles would be limited to girls, but since this is a girl's body...]

[amant]

...

[Setting his tray to the side, he steps closer until he's right in front of Jeanne, grasping her by the chin. Gently of course, I mean, he's not going to bruise up someone he cares about.]

Who are you and what have you done with my Jeanne?

[a pause, brow raising speculatively]

I know you cannot be her. Where is she?

cafeteria

[mayatama]

I'm Maya Fey: Ace Spirit Medium!

[ Well, she is a spirit medium. Just not necessarily an... ace. ]

Who are you?

Re: cafeteria

[lance_of_orleans]

If I told you I was a spirit, would you channel me?

[The grin on the woman's face makes it clear that she's just kidding.]

[mayatama]

[ Maya knows that it's a joke, but she'll play along for the time being. ]

Of course! ... Though I can't seem to channel anybody here, so that may be a problem.

[ A beat. ]

And you're still alive, right? So that would also be another problem...

[lance_of_orleans]

Yeah, I'm alive.

[Sort of, at least.]

But if I ever die, I'd like to have such a pretty medium by my side.

[mayatama]

[ Maya giggles, her grin widening a little bit. ]

Well, you know who to call if somebody dies!

Cafeteria

[divinitysoiled]

[Blonde. While she would normally be chomping at the bit to seduce this little thing into losing a bit of life energy to her, blonde hair only served to remind her of someone she'd rather forget]

Catarina. And yourself? [Not to say she wouldn't. Angry sex was fun too]

Re: Cafeteria

[lance_of_orleans]

Call me Ruler.

[Seems like she had reeled in a pretty one this time.]

Cafeteria

[divinitysoiled]

Ruler. [Catarina circled around her, eying her up and down. Not a bad body. Maybe she might nibble a bit. Too bad she didn't have her father's teeth, though... or her mother's seductive touch]

Re: Cafeteria

[lance_of_orleans]

It's a Class title. I'm a Servant.

[Lancer too lets her eyes rest on the other woman. Physically, she seems to be just Lancer's type. Young, but not too young. A dark beauty that seemed to carry a proud air.]

Re: Cafeteria

[divinitysoiled]

Servant. [Her fingers came up, stroking down Lancer's borrowed cheek in a soft gesture] Whom do you serve, beautiful Ruler?

Floor 22

[strom]

[She had come up to this floor, trying to reach through April's memories for how to use these abilities properly. They weren't very detailed... so she could just fight hand to hand if she had to.]

[Though... this floor. Ugh. She hated it.]

[Right. A blonde girl in armor. She could find that. She started walking around, looking for her.]

Re: Floor 22

[lance_of_orleans]

[Lancer is standing at the doorway, waiting for the one who was going to fight her.]

[strom]

[She spots the blond girl as she rounds the corner.]

... There you are.

[She raises an eyebrow.]

[lance_of_orleans]

And there you are.

[A shame that she promised Asako that she would drag her brother over to give the girl a hug. Otherwise, Lancer would have enjoyed flirting with this redhead.]

[strom]

[And then he'd have to explain things to April. No thanks. She'll just dive right into it.]

What makes you think you know best?