Bank Heist!

[Harri-chan]

Elliot does indeed catch her in a hug, and a gentle one at that. He had no idea THIS was actually the mastermind behind the bank robbery, but assumed she a fellow wannabe hero, out to save the day in a home-made super hero outfit. "Woah, calm down there... ", he urged as he held her against him, and seeing as he was on his knees, they might actually be close in height. He winced as she screamed, a confused look spreading across his face at the strength she seemed to have when trying to get free, which only made him more determined to hold her. "You're going to hurt yourself... ", he tried to reason, as he felt the draft around his thighs from the green shorts of the school uniform opening into a skirt. His longish blonde hair flicked about a little as he tried to look down there, but Serra was making that impossible with her struggling. "I'm not letting go until you promise to be good... ".

[Blindsense]

The bank teller from before hobbles over, the woman uses a crutch to help her walk about. Peering over, she comments "...that is not a brick we'd use... where did it come from?"

"No idea," Lance replies. "It was just... Kind of here. So you don't know anything about it?"

[Blaze]

Lucy smiles at the seemingly heartwarming scene but keeps watch on the girl, remembering the child's footprints she saw.

[Victorious]

Victor narrows his eyes, giving the brisk a little -flick- with his finger.

"Well...It seems hard to do but--maybe somehow these were set up here beforehand? They don't seem very sturdy."

He pauses, considering his theory.

"...But then, if they could do that, I guess they would have just stolen the money then."

[Vomica]

Elliot does indeed catch her in a hug, and a gentle one at that. He had no idea THIS was actually the mastermind behind the bank robbery, but assumed she a fellow wannabe hero, out to save the day in a home-made super hero outfit. "Woah, calm down there... ", he urged as he held her against him, and seeing as he was on his knees, they might actually be close in height. He winced as she screamed, a confused look spreading across his face at the strength she seemed to have when trying to get free, which only made him more determined to hold her. "You're going to hurt yourself... ", he tried to reason, as he felt the draft around his thighs from the green shorts of the school uniform opening into a skirt. His longish blonde hair flicked about a little as he tried to look down there, but Serra was making that impossible with her struggling. "I'm not letting go until you promise to be good... ".

As soon as Elliot wraps his arms around the girl, he'll find the girl much easier to contain. She squirms and tries to push away, it might be the wind, but it feels like... oh wait. The draft is caused by the skirt! Serra wriggles and squirms, but doesn't manage to break free! The young man feels a slight bit of... melting? Yeah. It's clearly a melting feeling. The longer he stays near the girl, the smaller and smaller he gets. Elliot seems to... well he's getting younger! The older effeminate looking man receives an even more feminine complexion. His cheek bones raise, and his chin recedes. The features soften up... and any Adam's apple sink back into his neck. The years vaporize from him... as he finds himself no longer sitting on his knees... but rather standing on his two feet... he's eye level with Serra. That statement is only true for the moment! He's clothing has slackened and fallen loose... however as quickly as he shrunk the fabric tightens and reshapes into something else... as it does it squeezes his little form. Squeezing the last maleness aspect out of him... rendering him a her. Elliot is, for the moment, this.

With that Serra manages to wiggle out of the hug. She whispers, "...sorry..." to Elliot with a sad smile. She takes a few steps away, then looks back with a slight smirk "...just kidding~"

Lucy smiles at the seemingly heartwarming scene but keeps watch on the girl, remembering the child's footprints she saw.

And how'd she manage to do those foot steps? She the scene looked tender for a moment... but it might have just gone sour.

Victor narrows his eyes, giving the brisk a little -flick- with his finger.

"Well...It seems hard to do but--maybe somehow these were set up here beforehand? They don't seem very sturdy."

He pauses, considering his theory.

"...But then, if they could do that, I guess they would have just stolen the money then."

"No idea," Lance replies. "It was just... Kind of here. So you don't know anything about it?"

It's so odd! It's like the plastic brick just appeared out of nowhere! It's not like things can be just changed randomly~

[Harri-chan]

"That's it... ", he murmured as he held her. "We'll get them together, okay? But you got to promise to stay... ", he trailed off, as he felt the material brushing back and forth around his thighs, followed by the utterly bizarre sensation of melting like a wax candle. He felt a warm tickle brush over his face, and down his throat, and found himself imagining invisble fingers pressing against his face, re-moulding it like clay. His grasp on Serra didn't loosen in the slightest, although it very likely weakened considerably. His mouth fell open as he found himself eye to eye with the girl, AND on his feet... before letting out a gasp as she started to look down on him.

One arm dropped from around the girl, and went to grab at his clothing when it started to slip, but before he could, it had constricted around him, and he let out a suprised moan when he looked down to see he was wearing a very adorable little dress. As the wind blew around him, he quickly grabbed it to hold it down, just as the last maleness was squeezed right out of him. The female Elliot peered up at Serra with wide brown eyes as she stepped back, red hair falling all around her face, and then blushed as she saw the smirk on the young girl's pretty face. "D-Did you see who did that?", she asked, although she had a very bad feeling she already knew the answer.

[Victorious]

Indeed! That would be only the craziest of crazy-talk! The very idea is preposter--hey wait a minute...

Victor picks the brick up turning it in his hands.

"Maybe--maybe somehow they changed the normal brick into this? And broke down the wall after they did?"

[Blaze]

Lucy nods. She clearly knew who that bad guy here was. She dropped down behind Elliot and points dramatically at the pair.

"Stop right there criminal scum!"

[Vomica]

"That's it... ", he murmured as he held her. "We'll get them together, okay? But you got to promise to stay... ", he trailed off, as he felt the material brushing back and forth around his thighs, followed by the utterly bizarre sensation of melting like a wax candle. He felt a warm tickle brush over his face, and down his throat, and found himself imagining invisble fingers pressing against his face, re-moulding it like clay. His grasp on Serra didn't loosen in the slightest, although it very likely weakened considerably. His mouth fell open as he found himself eye to eye with the girl, AND on his feet... before letting out a gasp as she started to look down on him.

One arm dropped from around the girl, and went to grab at his clothing when it started to slip, but before he could, it had constricted around him, and he let out a suprised moan when he looked down to see he was wearing a very adorable little dress. As the wind blew around him, he quickly grabbed it to hold it down, just as the last maleness was squeezed right out of him. The female Elliot peered up at Serra with wide brown eyes as she stepped back, red hair falling all around her face, and then blushed as she saw the smirk on the young girl's pretty face. "D-Did you see who did that?", she asked, although she had a very bad feeling she already knew the answer.

Serra takes another step back, and looks to be considering something. Before the girl can finish her trail of thought... ...a certain demon child calls out a challenge.

Lucy nods. She clearly knew who that bad guy here was. She dropped down behind Elliot and points dramatically at the pair.

"Stop right there criminal scum!"

Serra peers at Lucy for a split second and gets a little devious grin for a half a second, then takes another step towards Elliot. She yells back to Lucy, "...criminal scum!? She's just a little girl! ...or is now. What did you do to her?" Then adds after a moment, "...and why?"

Indeed! That would be only the craziest of crazy-talk! The very idea is preposter--hey wait a minute...

Victor picks the brick up turning it in his hands.

"Maybe--maybe somehow they changed the normal brick into this? And broke down the wall after they did?"

The teller from earlier peers at Victor for a few seconds, then to the brick "...hmm. There have been reports of things and people ending up more... like that as of late."

[Blaze]

"Don't try to fob this on me!"

She slowly walks towards the tow, her hands curled into a fist.

[Harri-chan]

Elliot still hadn't come to terms with being a little girl yet, when she heard a young voice shouting at the criminals. Her brown eyes darted around, before seeing Lucy, and realised she'd been talking about Serra and herself! Elliot's dream in life was to be a super hero, so the accusation of being a criminal was almost as bad as being turned into a little girl. Her mouth fell open to speak, but Serra got there fist. As the two bigger little girls argued, Elliot's gaze darted back and forth between them. It seemed ridiculous to suggest either child was the bad guy responsible for this... but Lucy DID appear to be a demon, while it looked to Elliot like Serra had -attempted- to dress like a super hero.

Her mind was made up, convinced she'd correctly determined who was the hero, and who was the villain. The pink dress swished around as she turned to face Lucy. It was pretty hard to feel heroic when you had to look up at a thirteen year old, but Elliot was more than used to going into confrontations she had no chance of winning. "There's no reason for you to get hurt here... just hand over the money and surrender!", she called in her squeaky little girl voice.

[Blindsense]

The teller from earlier peers at Victor for a few seconds, then to the brick "...hmm. There have been reports of things and people ending up more... like that as of late."

"...Like that?" Lance asks, a confused expression on his face. "What do you mean, like that?"

[Victorious]

Victor nods to Lance's question.

"...Made out of this...material?"

He pokes the plastic again, frowning.

[Vomica]

"Don't try to fob this on me!"

She slowly walks towards the tow, her hands curled into a fist.

Elliot still hadn't come to terms with being a little girl yet, when she heard a young voice shouting at the criminals. Her brown eyes darted around, before seeing Lucy, and realised she'd been talking about Serra and herself! Elliot's dream in life was to be a super hero, so the accusation of being a criminal was almost as bad as being turned into a little girl. Her mouth fell open to speak, but Serra got there fist. As the two bigger little girls argued, Elliot's gaze darted back and forth between them. It seemed ridiculous to suggest either child was the bad guy responsible for this... but Lucy DID appear to be a demon, while it looked to Elliot like Serra had -attempted- to dress like a super hero.

Her mind was made up, convinced she'd correctly determined who was the hero, and who was the villain. The pink dress swished around as she turned to face Lucy. It was pretty hard to feel heroic when you had to look up at a thirteen year old, but Elliot was more than used to going into confrontations she had no chance of winning. "There's no reason for you to get hurt here... just hand over the money and surrender!", she called in her squeaky little girl voice.

Serra gives a smirk when Elliot turns to face the other girl. She gives a ruthless grin to Lucy, and quips "Yeah! Just hand over what you took! ...and turn the girl here back to normal! You're clearly the bad guy!" She pauses, then adds "...and don't you even try to bully my friend!" The villian clearly is having a hard time not cracking up. She has a clear sight to Lucy, since Elliot is easily a head shorter than the other two.

"...Like that?" Lance asks, a confused expression on his face. "What do you mean, like that?"

Victor nods to Lance's question.

"...Made out of this...material?"

He pokes the plastic again, frowning.

She replies simply, "...like... that. Smaller. Less serious. Cuter. ...plastic is a lot more toy-ish than brick..." She trails off, and gets up "...I should go talk with the manager. You two be safe."

[Blaze]

Lucy scowls at the two girls, marching closer.

"There's no one here for you two to fool. Just me, you two and my fists. So cut the act."