[Lust frowns briefly at the thought of it. She's honestly glad she retained her homunculus looks, if nothing else. She liked how she looked, even knowing the differences between this and her human form. Maybe there was something wrong about that, considering the key differences, but skin color had never meant anything to her.]
[Guttle's watching Heather unload the bags with his mouth open.]
Not because of the annoyance, I just don't think I could change my hair.
Why did you start coloring it? I don't mean to pry, I'm simply curious. I've never had any desire to change anything about my physical appearance, I can't connect to the idea.
[She pauses a moment.]
Though technically black isn't my original hair color, either.
[Pausing in her unbagging, Heather leans on the counter with one elbow, gesturing thoughtfully. She's past the point where talking about certain parts of her past are uncomfortable, but she still doesn't exactly do it often.]
Dad and I... kind of had to go incognito for awhile. New town, new names... he thought that it'd be better if I looked different, too. So he bleached it and cut it short. I was like... god, four at the time. ... Maybe five.
Anyway... kinda got used to it.
Havin' it long and black just isn't me.
[Accepting Alessa as part of her past doesn't mean she has to look the part.]
[She looks a little curious, though.]
What was your color? ... I mean, if y'don't mind me asking.
[Lust could understand, in a way. Feeling that a certain look wasn't suiting, even if it were natural. She doesn't press Heather for questions as to why she had to hide - it's not her business.]
I don't mind. It was brown. So was my skin, I come from desert people.
[It's kind of a relief that she doesn't ask. Envy knows the truth, or at least part of it. She's never told the full story to anyone in Johto, not entirely. But Lust is still an acquaintance at best-- just "Envy's sister", as Henry always calls her.]
[Going into detail at this point would just be awkward.]
Really?
[She sounds surprised, tilting her head a little as she tries to picture a Lust with darker skin and lighter hair.]
I guess that... wow.
I mean, Envy told me what you guys are. The basics, anyway. I guess it makes sense that you'd look... different than before.
Never really occurred to me, though.
[And then, with a sort of sheepish laugh--]
Guess that'd explain why Envy's got such nutty hair. That can't be natural.
[Lust opens the fridge and retrieves a fruit salad she'd made earlier in the day.]
I'm Ishbalan. All homunculi have pale skin, dark hair and violet toned eyes. But even then, I'm exceptionally pale for one of my kind. Strange how that works.
I've always wondered what Envy looked like, originally. I'm so used to his androgynous form that I forget it isn't natural.
[She scratches her head, squinting briefly and wrinkling her nose.]
... Y'know, I feel like I've seen him the way he looked before, at least once. On one of the weird weekends.
Looked a little like France.
... 'Cept nerdier.
... And a little less gay.
[THAT LAST BIT IS SAID WITH A LOWERED VOICE, because even though she doesn't mean it as an insult in the slightest, it'd still be a little awkward if France happened to be like, standing behind her or something.]
Yeah, I was saying to Greed a bit ago that the people who used to be animals must have it the roughest.
Showing up here to begin with is enough of a shock to the system. Doing it in a totally new body would be even weirder.
[And hell, the Homunculi are humanoid to begin with and even they have to adjust to all the little... human things. Which kind of cycles back to the beginning of this conversation.]
I can only imagine how difficult that must be. Bad enough to deal with biological functions and needing sleep and having a sex drive that acts on its own. To be completely altered like that, bones and organs and limb structure...
[She can't begin to conceive what it must be like.]
I think I'd spend a week in bed, angry at my own body.
[... A-active sex drive? The sleep and biological functions bits Heather had known about, but no one had ever mentioned the other thing. They didn't have sex drives normally? NEW INFO. SHE DOESN'T SAY ANYTHING ABOUT IT THOUGH. The topic's already a little awkward and she doesn't know Lust well enough to say anything bratty about it like she might with Envy.]
Ahahh... yeah, I know a few of 'em had... a pretty hard time adjusting.
[Nobody had stayed in bed angry at their bodies that she was aware of, but there had been that time six quite attractive young twenty-somethings had all yanked their pants down in front of the camera to flash their butt tattoos and then been really confused about why everyone was so scandalized.]
[TURNS OUT THEY WERE PONIES.]
I mean, hell, if the biological parts are confusing, all the dumb rules humans have to follow about everything are even weirder.
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[Lust frowns briefly at the thought of it. She's honestly glad she retained her homunculus looks, if nothing else. She liked how she looked, even knowing the differences between this and her human form. Maybe there was something wrong about that, considering the key differences, but skin color had never meant anything to her.]
[Guttle's watching Heather unload the bags with his mouth open.]
Not because of the annoyance, I just don't think I could change my hair.
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[She sets down a box of Jiggly Puffs on the counter. For being terrified of the real thing, Henry sure loves the cereal.]
I started doing it real young and it just became habit.
'Sides, I don't really like how I look with my natural hair. [Bad memories.] You rock the black. Me? Not so much.
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[She pauses a moment.]
Though technically black isn't my original hair color, either.
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[Pausing in her unbagging, Heather leans on the counter with one elbow, gesturing thoughtfully. She's past the point where talking about certain parts of her past are uncomfortable, but she still doesn't exactly do it often.]
Dad and I... kind of had to go incognito for awhile. New town, new names... he thought that it'd be better if I looked different, too. So he bleached it and cut it short. I was like... god, four at the time. ... Maybe five.
Anyway... kinda got used to it.
Havin' it long and black just isn't me.
[Accepting Alessa as part of her past doesn't mean she has to look the part.]
[She looks a little curious, though.]
What was your color? ... I mean, if y'don't mind me asking.
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[Lust could understand, in a way. Feeling that a certain look wasn't suiting, even if it were natural. She doesn't press Heather for questions as to why she had to hide - it's not her business.]
I don't mind. It was brown. So was my skin, I come from desert people.
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[Going into detail at this point would just be awkward.]
Really?
[She sounds surprised, tilting her head a little as she tries to picture a Lust with darker skin and lighter hair.]
I guess that... wow.
I mean, Envy told me what you guys are. The basics, anyway. I guess it makes sense that you'd look... different than before.
Never really occurred to me, though.
[And then, with a sort of sheepish laugh--]
Guess that'd explain why Envy's got such nutty hair. That can't be natural.
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[Lust opens the fridge and retrieves a fruit salad she'd made earlier in the day.]
I'm Ishbalan. All homunculi have pale skin, dark hair and violet toned eyes. But even then, I'm exceptionally pale for one of my kind. Strange how that works.
I've always wondered what Envy looked like, originally. I'm so used to his androgynous form that I forget it isn't natural.
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... Y'know, I feel like I've seen him the way he looked before, at least once. On one of the weird weekends.
Looked a little like France.
... 'Cept nerdier.
... And a little less gay.
[THAT LAST BIT IS SAID WITH A LOWERED VOICE, because even though she doesn't mean it as an insult in the slightest, it'd still be a little awkward if France happened to be like, standing behind her or something.]
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That sounds like what I imagined, I'm sure you're right.
[She's seen the rest of his family, after all.]
I'm glad that this place just transmutes our biology, it doesn't change what we look like. We have enough identity problems already.
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Showing up here to begin with is enough of a shock to the system. Doing it in a totally new body would be even weirder.
[And hell, the Homunculi are humanoid to begin with and even they have to adjust to all the little... human things. Which kind of cycles back to the beginning of this conversation.]
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[She can't begin to conceive what it must be like.]
I think I'd spend a week in bed, angry at my own body.
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Ahahh... yeah, I know a few of 'em had... a pretty hard time adjusting.
[Nobody had stayed in bed angry at their bodies that she was aware of, but there had been that time six quite attractive young twenty-somethings had all yanked their pants down in front of the camera to flash their butt tattoos and then been really confused about why everyone was so scandalized.]
[TURNS OUT THEY WERE PONIES.]
I mean, hell, if the biological parts are confusing, all the dumb rules humans have to follow about everything are even weirder.