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Who: Akko + You!
When: August
Where: Aefenglom
What: Akko turns into a rabbit. Send help?? She's also digging more holes than Stanley Yelnats and experimenting with alchemy!
Warnings: None!

i. silly rabbit

[Although still not quite up to her previous ability with transformation magic, Akko's gotten a much better handle on things. Or so she thought until this happened. Because as it turns out, Akko has a bit of a problem on her hands. (Or, well, paws.) She has no idea how exactly she ended up like this and she doesn't know how to make herself go back. She just seems... stuck for the moment. And she doesn't really have the time to think it through because nobody walking the street is necessarily thinking to look down for potentially small creatures hanging out on the sidewalk.]

[Thankfully, she hasn't panicked yet. She's very intentionally tried to keep herself very calm because she knows if she lets instinct take over and she ends up freezing? She needs to just focus on getting off the street and worry about being like this later. Get off the street, get off the street, get off the street... Don't get stepped on.]

[It's not particularly easy because this, of course, had to happen to her on one of the busier streets in the city. Those nearby when it happened seem to assume she intended to do it as they merely step around her without so much as a passing glance. After that, it's anyone's guess as to whether or not they're aware of her. Akko ends up staring down what she feels to be certain squashing beneath heavy boots several times as she cuts and weaves through small groupings of foot traffic until she can find a patch of grass or somewhere underneath a bench or the like to duck under and catch her breath. Looking around... The city suddenly seems much bigger when you're so much smaller. But she... She cannot focus on being stuck like this right now. She should get home. The safest place for her to be is home. She can worry about it then.]

[Of course, that begs the question of where is home? No, Akko has not forgotten where she lives. She knows exactly which building it is and how to get there from this street. But instincts pull at her and she feels compelled to begin digging into the ground. It's only a moment or two of that stray thought, that urge, before she starts digging into the earth and trying to create her own little space to hide in until whatever this is passes. Or maybe it won't'? No, cannot think like that. Must dig. Dig. Dig. Dig.]

[Eventually, she'll snap out of that compulsion on her own and manages to make the dangerous trek back to her apartment. It just doesn't occur to her literally until she's on her own doorstep that she has no idea how exactly she's going to get inside like this. As it turns out, she doesn't have opposable thumbs and the doorknob is a good several feet taller than her. But that isn't going to stop Akko from launching herself at her own door. Over and over, trying to get a handle on the doorknob to give it a twist and hopefully gravity will pull the door open.]

ii. mud on your face

[For the most part, Akko's gotten a pretty good handle on her Puca instincts. Most of them, anyway. The binkying thing seems to sometimes catch her off-guard if she's not too careful or in another form, but that's minor. It just seems that this full moon has brought about an entirely different sort of instinct.]

[Which is precisely how you end up with dirt flung in your face. Or close to it if you were paying close enough attention to get out of the way. Akko is, at this point, managed to dig a hole deep enough that the very tips of her ears are able to peek out over the edge if she were to stand upright. She just doesn't happen to be because she is digging furiously right now with bare hands and extended claws.]

[Of course, that's probably the nicer way to come across one of Akko's attempts at a burrow. The arguably worse way to do that is falling straight into one. Which could happen if you're not watching where you're going or you're a bit clumsy. In which case, maybe Akko will break your fall. Or she might peer sheepishly down at you from above. Either way, she wants to know:]

I'm so sorry! Are you okay?

iii. drinks on me

[Although other areas of magic that don't pertain to her Puca abilities are generally still hopeless (mind you, Akko still refuses to give up!), she has been working quite hard at alchemy. Or as hard as she can stand to work before she gets distracted or bored. She not the most attentive when it comes to classes and reading books is a fast track to a nap. But despite this, this hasn't stopped Akko from trying outside of class at all!]

[Which means it could be your lucky day to be her guinea pig! Er, assistant? Whatever! Point is, she isn't shy about stopping someone while they're walking past her where she's been totally not experimenting and absolutely following recipes perfectly (scout's honor) out in the courtyard where Witches are busy practicing other spells. She holds out her vial of mysterious liquid.]

Hey, would you mind trying this?

((ooc: it's entirely up to you if the potion works or not. but if you choose for it to work, it should have a positive, desirable effect. you know like making you real strong, giving you a cool temporary power, immunity to something, the ability to remember 60+ digits of pi, remembering where you put your keys, or otherwise just something real helpful! if not, a goofy/relatively harmless side effect is more the name of the game here. so it could be anything from excessive sneezing to the urge to try to make friends with everyone, to growing a sick mustache to making hair color into a temporary mood ring. or idk maybe you wanna be a vampire that sparkles in the moonlight. you get the gist!))

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[Akko's expression crinkles itself into a frown.]

What do you mean cheap? I worked really hard on that you know! I had to save up to buy the ingredients and everything.

Hmm, so you're offering me something that you put effort into - I like that!

[ It still looks cheap to her, but if the young girl says it was made with lots of love and care, then it's only right that someone of Mordred's kingly stature should consume it. ]

I have just one question - what's in it for you?

Nothing!

[This is a lie. But not the sort of poor lie meant to mask ill-intent. (It's probably a little difficult to imagine that Akko would have negative intentions. She doesn't exactly look particularly cunning even if she is a Puca.) Instead, she is quick to mask any insecurity that it might not work. Although Akko is not particularly good at lying, so she gets a little closer to the truth with,]

It's just a new recipe.

You kidding me? That's something people say when they want you to try a new cake or some cookies.

[ A vial of mystery potion? Not so much. Mordred finds such things inherently suspicious, and that's one of the few things that can be considered reasonable about her.

Still, Mordred's flattered to be chosen for this task, and flattery can get one far... ]

Guess there's no harm in trying. [ Seriously?! She takes the vial now, deciding that she's going to drink it in a moment. ] But if this stuff gives me a stomach ache, I'm gonna hold you responsible, okay?

[ She's all chipper, but there's also something sinister about her stipulation... ]

[Akko frowns a little at the stipulation, finding it a little excessive for what they're talking about here. But then again, she's not the one being asked to drink a mystery potion to find out what's going to happen, so maybe it's a little reasonable? Either way, she shakes her head.]

It's not gonna do anything bad to you. I'm not trying to do hexes or something here.

[ A deal's a deal, and there's no backing out now! Mordred downs the drink in one go, and then wipes her mouth with her sleeve. She doesn't seem to be turning green or anything either, so she'd say it's a success so far... ]

...you got lucky!

[ It tasted a little bitter for her, but she won't complain about that. ]

Are you pleased with your work? I don't feel any different...

[ Apart from the faintest static of red electricity that's starting to build up around her, although she has yet to notice that. ]

[Akko's honestly prepared to be a little disappointed. Her first time doing anything magic-related has a history of not going so well. But she stays optimistic because that's just simply part of who she is. She'd probably give up a lot sooner anyway if she didn’t keep herself this optimistic all the time. So, while Mordred downs the vial, Akko leans in close. She's on tenterhooks.]

[...And then... Well, nothing seems to happen right away. Akko sits back with a sigh, her ears drooping. That is until she sees a little red arc around Mordred. But maybe that was just her eyes playing a trick? Akko's ears perk up all the same and she blinks. It happens again and again. If anything, the arcs seem to be getting a little bit bigger, reaching further along Mordred.]

Um, are you sure about that...?

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