<s>Aurélie Fée Perrault</s> Auréle Fée Perrault (with Adrian Hexe Grimm)
The golden haired young lady -well, young man, now- emerged from the pocket of Zauberin, having quickly changed into one of Adrian's spare suits. Though it was not quite the proper attire for his new sex, it was leagues ahead of all of these other students who were running about in ridiculous panic.
No longer being a woman, the flatness of the blouse against his chest was a curiously odd feeling. A somewhat crisper one that he was used to, perhaps. As his hands straightened out the creases on his beige colored clothes, he decided that it was rather pleasant. The breeze blew over him, slightly dragging on an object he had nearly forgotten. Auréle smirked a little and removed the hair clip, letting his hair hang down to his shoulders. In this regard, it was not so different from when he had been a woman.
"My, my," the aristocrat said quietly, becoming accustomed to his new voice. It was a good one, proper and befitting a person of his station. He was extremely pleased with it. "Now what has happened here?" Specifically, Auréle was referring to the large gathering of people which had appeared. Among them appeared to be several teachers, one of which stood out in particular because it was a shark, and the other because of her familiar pink hair.
Adrian stowed the hair clip and the mirror away into nearby window pane, answering, "I am not certain. The staff has called an assembly, of course, most likely to address the issue at hand. There is still no word on why this has occurred."
The dark hair aristocrat had gained a somewhat gruff voice from his transformation, which Auréle supposed was appealing in its own way. Truly, there was little difference between the two Adrians besides the general characteristics of gender and some sharpening of facial features. The younger brother still retained his female form's long hair, although not to the exact same length. On a man, ankle length hair was simply absurd. It had been cut neatly to waist length instead, and tied back.
Auréle hummed to himself softly. "Do you suppose that this is a permanent change, Adrian?" he wondered.
His brother appeared to consider it for a moment. "I do not believe so, no," he said.
The elder aristocrat chuckled. "Oh, what a pity. Perhaps there is some way of achieving that, however."
Adrian dipped his head. "It is more convenient for you, yes?"
"For both of us," Auréle corrected. Really, it would be such an asset if they could keep their transformed bodies, though the golden haired young man supposed that they would both have to learn how to adopt more proper masculine mannerisms. "Now, shall we hear what the staff has to say?"
"Of course." So side by side, the two brothers moved to the edge of the crowd. Close enough to hear but not so close that they were able to mingle with the main group.
The golden haired young lady -well, young man, now- emerged from the pocket of Zauberin, having quickly changed into one of Adrian's spare suits. Though it was not quite the proper attire for his new sex, it was leagues ahead of all of these other students who were running about in ridiculous panic.
No longer being a woman, the flatness of the blouse against his chest was a curiously odd feeling. A somewhat crisper one that he was used to, perhaps. As his hands straightened out the creases on his beige colored clothes, he decided that it was rather pleasant. The breeze blew over him, slightly dragging on an object he had nearly forgotten. Auréle smirked a little and removed the hair clip, letting his hair hang down to his shoulders. In this regard, it was not so different from when he had been a woman.
"My, my," the aristocrat said quietly, becoming accustomed to his new voice. It was a good one, proper and befitting a person of his station. He was extremely pleased with it. "Now what has happened here?" Specifically, Auréle was referring to the large gathering of people which had appeared. Among them appeared to be several teachers, one of which stood out in particular because it was a shark, and the other because of her familiar pink hair.
Adrian stowed the hair clip and the mirror away into nearby window pane, answering, "I am not certain. The staff has called an assembly, of course, most likely to address the issue at hand. There is still no word on why this has occurred."
The dark hair aristocrat had gained a somewhat gruff voice from his transformation, which Auréle supposed was appealing in its own way. Truly, there was little difference between the two Adrians besides the general characteristics of gender and some sharpening of facial features. The younger brother still retained his female form's long hair, although not to the exact same length. On a man, ankle length hair was simply absurd. It had been cut neatly to waist length instead, and tied back.
Auréle hummed to himself softly. "Do you suppose that this is a permanent change, Adrian?" he wondered.
His brother appeared to consider it for a moment. "I do not believe so, no," he said.
The elder aristocrat chuckled. "Oh, what a pity. Perhaps there is some way of achieving that, however."
Adrian dipped his head. "It is more convenient for you, yes?"
"For both of us," Auréle corrected. Really, it would be such an asset if they could keep their transformed bodies, though the golden haired young man supposed that they would both have to learn how to adopt more proper masculine mannerisms. "Now, shall we hear what the staff has to say?"
"Of course." So side by side, the two brothers moved to the edge of the crowd. Close enough to hear but not so close that they were able to mingle with the main group.