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[angleofscience]

[Hi, Keep. Anyone in the corridor(s) near room 3169 will be privy to a buck-naked, seven foot even white-haired woman walking down said corridor muttering about conversion and disappearance of mass before she abruptly turns around to walk back the way she came, for the room she had just left, while opening the journal.

She'd just realized humans didn't tend to walk around naked. So that wasn't something she should be doing, then, even if she'd been doing it in pursuit of something to wear. And how come the journal had changed size to fit her like this, too?]

... Considering I have yet to see any of the organics around here walk around without some sort of covering, I assume that's not something one does, for various reasons.

Protection and warmth, for two, presumably. Skin really isn't adequate protection at most temperatures... Besides for a narrow range as far as I can extrapolate from biological parameters. Anything else? And if it's not usual to walk around... naked perhaps someone could find or lend me something to wear, since I was on the way to pick something up...

Ah, one more thing. Anyone has an estimate of how long this is going to last, if something like it has happened before?

[Good experiments always have a cut-off point at which it expires/you cease for evaluation, after all.

Also, the lack of comm. is highly annoying; she'd intended to contact Starscream since before she left, but she kept forgetting it. So she'll just knock on his door to see if he'll open, otherwise she'll check on him later... And just hope he's had nothing strange happen to him in the meantime.]

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[thisdamnkeep]

[Tumnus the faun is now Tumnus the not anything close to a faun, and is is only just slightly relieved to see it's happened to others.]

Ahhh, y-yes, c-c-clothing is rather something you w-w-would n-not w-wish to l-leave off.

N-not w-withstanding the w-w-weather, you will find that it is r-rather a necessary to p-protect your s-skin.

[His grinning face turns to study the woman.]

M-might I ask w-what you w-were b-b-before this?

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[angleofscience]

[The mention of protecting her skin has Jetfire lift a hand up to - again - study her hand and lower arm with a thoughtful frown.]

It is rather easily breached, itsn't it? Terribly inefficient for protection... Ah.

[If she's particularly disturbed by Tumnus' new look, Jetfire doesn't show it.]

Non-organic. Reduced to ten feet, I am... or was, if you will, but merely changing physical shape, most probably temporarily, will not change one's nature, Cybertronian. Autonomous mechanoid. Something similar to a robot, if that's a concept and phrase you are familiar with.

[Yes, not even changing species like this stops pedantic explanations.]

[thisdamnkeep]

[Tumnus watches as the woman examines her hand and arm, his tone almost opposite of the expressive grin on his face.]

Rather quite, r-really. Humans are, unfortunately, b-b-better off b-behind clothing or armor of s-some fashion.

[Then he listens intently as Jetfire describes her original form, wracking his mind for some example he might have seen here at the Keep. When she says 'robot' he makes a soft sound and nods.]

That concept I know, yes... You are one of the tall metal creatures, then. I daresay this must be ever the change for you?

[angleofscience]

[That seemingly perpetual grin is strange, indeed.]

Armour, I think, would be even more useful, considering the potential vulnerability of skin...

Yes, exactly. As long as this doesn't go on for too long, I should be fine, even if the change is... drastic.

[There's a tiny grimace accompanying the last word; at least she'd only been reduced in size, before. This was... a lot more than that.]

... And what about yourself? I assume that's not... your correct shape either.

[thisdamnkeep]

[Yes, he's not terribly fond if it, either, but he is really trying to keep in the positive. When there's nothing to be done, there is no point in getting upset... not yet, anyway.]

Hmmm, well you might be able to f-find something suitable in the Armory, I should think. If there is nothing there, then p-perhaps one of the staff members might be inclined to aide you in acquiring some?

[Tumnus makes a soft sound in the back of his throat before shaking his head.]

This? Oh, Heaven's no... No, I am a faun. My name is Tumnus.

[angleofscience]

[It might yet (better be) be temporary, after all. And if it is, it'll be interesting enough, despite the inconveniences and the changes; first hand experience after all!]

Depending on how long this experiment is set to run, that might be a valuable idea. Thank you.

A... Hm. [Jetfire tries to think, but Starscream's been spotty when it comes to explanations for words that have no direct equivalent or meaning in Cybertronix.]

I'm afraid you're going to have to describe it... While I've learned English, I'm missing a lot of cultural background and meaning for words and concepts which have no equivalents in my native language.

[She doesn't sound annoyed, merely interested to learn, and despite the fact that these changes aren't holographic or anything, Jetfire briefly studies Tumnus' current form as she could see through it to his actual one and gain understanding of what the word might mean.]

[thisdamnkeep]

[There is certainly the scientific aspect of the change taking place; and being in another body altogether is rather fascinating. The man inclines his grinning face...]

Of course.

[And then he remembers that not everyone is Narnian and that only some know what a faun even is. He doesn't seem offended in the slightest, instead nodding in understanding.]

It is no bother at all... a faun is a creature of some versions of mythology. Occasionally known as a satyr or pan, we are creatures resembling humans in the torso region and goats in the lower extremities. A half-man, some might say...

[angleofscience]

[The possibilites of gaining understanding in a way nothing but immediate experience can give, but she wouldn't, at all, be interested in staying like this. This isn't her actual body, after all.]

Ah... I see. Interesting. [And she does sound happy to understand, a small smile on her face... but whether that's because a human face is less easy to control or Jetfire would have shown such a smile anyway...]

I assume in mythology, there are concepts... ideas, maybe even powers attached to fauns, satyrs and pans, do they have any bearing in reality for you, or are those merely things... humans? have come up with on their own?

[If it's mythology, after all, someone must have come up with it, whether or not those things apply to Tumnus himself.]

... Right, it seems I forgot to introduce myself. I'm Jetfire.

[thisdamnkeep]

[This 110%.

He would return the smile for like... if he weren't already doing so rather forcefully. He looks contemplative for a moment before answering.]

The only truth to it, so far as my own world's version of our kind, if the ability to lure with music. I have pan pipes that I can hypnotize with or lull another to sleep with. We can use them to make another feel emotionally attached to the music we play.

Many of the other concepts, though... [He shakes his head.] Simply stories.

[Another incline of the head.]

It is my pleasure, Jetfire.

[angleofscience]

[Such a statement could be terrifying, since if true, would imply a rather impressive power over others, but Jetfire takes it with a nod and a tilt of her helm, merely quietly adding to to the facts.

There's no reason to get nervous about a hypothetical situation, after all.]

That makes sense, in a situation where a number of facts exist, but few know which are true... allowing the misinformating to persists protects you...

It's certainly an interesting event to meet over.

[thisdamnkeep]

[Tumnus has never felt the need to mince words when it came to what he could do, as all of the fauns of his world had such abilities. No reason to get nervous about a hypothetical situation, though... a very possible situation, though?

He makes a soft sound of consideration at her words, head tilting slightly in the opposite direction.]

I suppose that is a way to see the situation that I had not considered before.

[Then a dry chuckle.]

To say the least, I should think... I have begun to think that I will meet more people in manners such as this than I would by simple way of introduction.

[angleofscience]

That we might meet others more easily during an occurrence like this isn't all that strange; none of us are how or as weought to, and shared confusion might lead to knowledge, and if not that, a chance to reassure oneself that others are in the same plight.

[Jetfire shrugs slightly, tapping a finger briefly to her cheek.]

It does, however, I suppose, make the limits to which one otherwise is more careful about introducing oneself more stark. Especially if a pattern and a circle of individuals have already been assembled.

[thisdamnkeep]

[Jetfire, Tumnus would be smiling right now even if he wasn't forced to by this stupid face of his.]

You have a very eloquent form of speech, Jetfire... It does one well to hear such consideration taken to mind in a situation such as this.

I suppose a good number of us feel better knowing that others have been effected in a similar manner, even if the forms we have taken vary so greatly. Further comfort would certainly come in knowing the limit to which we would be forced into these bodies, but I suppose that knowledge will come as it comes.

[angleofscience]

I cannot say I didn't have a brief lapse in reaction to what's... happening, but I'm a scientist. Wallowing in one's emotions will not bring useful results. And it's been both interesting and... good, to see us reach out, no matter the amount of confusion or unease this occurrence has inflicted.

[Jetfire sighs softly, frowning at Tumnus' last few words.]

Yes. If this was in any way planned, I find it exceedingly deplorable to not inform us how long the effect might last. And if it wasn't planned... Well, nothing to do about it, but apparently the security isn't as good as one might wish.

[Jetfire knew this already, of course. Had enough data already to form an unverified opinion of this whole situation of the Keep and their safety.]

[thisdamnkeep]

[Tumnus actually chuckles softly at that.]

Though there are those taking the matter better than others, I do not think anyone was unaffected by their physical change; even if it was less extreme than another's might have been.

[He looks contemplative for a moment and nods.]

In either case, we shall hopefully not remain as such any longer than need be. I dare say it will be rather a relief to be back in my own body when this is over.

[angleofscience]

No, I agree. To remain completely unphased, it wouldn't simply have had to happen before, but the change must have been percieved as positive... or useful, at the least, and it requires the change of species to be the same.

[As she speaks, there's a similar contemplative look on Jetfire's face which is washed away by a sigh - and a brief weirded-out look as Jetfire is suddenly reminded humans use air to speak and breathe in/out through their mouths - and a frown.]

Indeed. I wouldn't... want to be overly negative about a frame I will hopefully not need to wear for long, or the functions of an organic body, but... ah. Even the short time between waking up like this and now...

[A shrug. She would not choose it again if she could, and do hope it won't come again unwillingly, either.]