Faith's Edge RP

((okee!))

A few days had passed since the whole Death's Bloom incident and things were starting to get better. More members started to return to Faith's Edge to help with rebuilding. Chloe walked up to Balthasar, who was directing the whole thing.
"Morning!" she said cheerfully, "Anything you need me to do?"
He turned around, "If you could clear the attic, that would be great. Just be careful, somethings have weird powers."
"Alright." Chloe nodded, and started to look for the others to help her.

Colin jogged over to Chloe. "Hey there," he said with a small smile.

"Hey," Chloe grinned, "I haven't seen you around lately," she said, looking a bit concerned, "But mind helping me clean out the attic?" she asked,a bit flustered and all over the place.

He quirked a little, amused smile. "Yeah, of course I'll help."

"Alright, thanks," She grinned, "Let's go," she said, leading the way. She breathed in relief as they stumbled upon Fang, who was helping with reconstruction. "You're coming with us," she said, grabbing him by the arm, forcing him away from his work.
"Hey, hey! What's going on?" he frowned as he was dragged along.

"Chloe's on a rampage," Colin said with a shrug.
Devon turned, hearing them coming. "Hey, guys! Where are you all headed?"

"You're coming too!" Chloe declared, grabbing onto Devon's wrist with her free arm and led the group of boys up the stairs.
"Calm down, calm down, what do we have to do?"
"We're cleaning the attic!" she announced.
"You're gathering us all just for that?" Fang frowned.
"I don't want to do it alone!"

Devon laughed, finally catching his footing and keeping pace with them. "I'm not sure how helpful I'll be, but alright."
Colin stayed quiet for once.

Fang released a sigh as he looked over at Colin. He wish he knew what the say to cheer him up with the whole Neko thing.
Chloe opened the door to the attic and led them in, "Let's start moving stuff out, shall we?"

Colin headed for the nearest stack and picked up as much as he could lift. He worked silently, lost in thought. His arms flexed and strained under his short sleeves.
Devon smiled. "Just point me in the right direction."

"Here this way," Fang said, leading him towards a group of boxes.
Chloe wandered around, stopping which she found a large, purple trimmed mirror with strange writing on the side, "Hey, guys. Wanna help me move this?" she called.

Devon knelt down, counting the boxes. "Excellent. Thank you, Fang," he said, smiling up at him.
Colin gathered up the boxes and headed out.

"Guys!" Chloe called again.
"Yeah?" Fang said, turning around.
"I asked for help, please help me move this giant thing," she said, gesturing to the odd mirror, "It's in the way of the other boxes."
"Alright, alright," he put down the box he was carrying and headed over.

Colin returned and trotted.
Devon got up and headed over to lend a hand. "How heavy is this thing?"

"Looks heavy enough," Chloe said, the minute she put her hands on the mirror, as soon as she did, her eyes rolled in the back of her head and she fell to the ground as her soul and mind left her body. The same exact thing happened when Fang put his hands on the mirror.

Colin raised an eyebrow and took hold of the mirror with Devon. They both collapsed as well.

Chloe opened her eyes, her head spinning. She got up to her feet, dizzy and saw Fang on the ground near here, "Fang, wake up," she said, shocked as her voice was deeper than usual.

"Ugh," Colin groaned and cleared his throat. "What's wrong with me?" His voice was still stuck. He got to his feet and grunted. "What the heck is on--AAAAAHH!!" He yelled, looking down. He poked himself. "I've got boobs."

((looooooooooooools))

"W-what?!" Chloe saw herself poking at her chest, "W-why can I see myself." She looked at the mirror, seeing her reflection and gasped, "I-I-I-I. . " she stammered, unable to understand.
Fang groaned, opening his eyes, but he couldn't see anything. He blinked rapidly, "Someone turn on the lights," he muttered, getting up, "I can't see a damn thing."

Colin started hyperventilating. "I--I--I don't like this. I can't see the floor!"
Devon blinked awake and looked around. He laughed in disbelief. "What? I can see! Ugh. Why does my chest hurt?" He looked at himself in the mirror. "Dear God what happened?" He looked around, spotting himself. "Oh, Fang. Fang, I'm so sorry."

Chloe ran over to Colin, shaking his shoulders, "Get out of my body!" she yelled.
"W-what do you mean. . .?" he stumbled, hands on the walls, stumbling over objects, "I-I'm blind!?"

"I can't exactly do that, can I?" he snapped back.
Devon caught Fang by the arm. "It's hard. I know. It'll take practice. I'm sorry. I'm so, so sorry."

"Practice?" Fang started to panic, "Aren't we going to get put back into our regular bodies?"
"I don't care, try!" Chloe cried, "I can't be stuck in . .this body!" she said, a trail of smoke leaving her mouth. She wasn't use to this magic, and couldn't control it. "And if you poke my boobs again, I'll kill you!"

"I don't know how!" Devon said, still holding onto him.
Colin grinned boyishly and poked the boob again. "Pooooooke."

"We all touched that mirror, maybe it holds the answer," Fang said, straightening himself up.
"Stop it!" Chloe snapped, more smoke traveling out her nose, "I'm not kidding, Colin!"