[RL WITH SCOTTY]

[capt_greatcoat]

Jack shook his head, amused, as he let himself into Ianto's flat. He knew that the other man wasn't there, that he was off with Sulu on this shore leave of theirs to an alien planet that he could only hope that they were just vacationing on and not actually getting into trouble. He hoped that no one was going to need rescuing of any sort. That's

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[lt_cmmdr_scott]

Scotty was indeed drunk - and, in all honesty, probably too drunk to safely be operating a transporter. Even so, he wasn't going to let that stop him, because he'd decided that yes, he had to go pay Jack a visit right now in order to make up for being gone over the weekend. He'd stopped back by the ship just long enough to change out of the outfit he'd worn to Winry's sheep festival, text Jack, then leave again.

It wasn't long before he was materializing in Ianto's flat, still drunk. Still physically a woman, too, and there wasn't much he could do at the present moment about either of those particular facts. Right. First things first. He needed to find Jack. Or wait for Jack to find him. He took an experimental step and decided that the second option would probably be the better of the two. "Jack?"

[capt_greatcoat]

Jack was hovering in Ianto's living room, not really sitting or making himself at home, more standing there waiting, thinking. When he heard Scotty's voice, he noted two things. One, that the voice was distinctly female and still distinctly Scotty's, which was odd. It was one thing to hear the voice over the video but now that Scotty was there with him...he laughed, stepping toward the voice. Because the other thing he noticed was that Scotty was really pretty drunk.

"I'm in here," he said, stepping out from where he was in the living room to where Scotty stood in the entryway. "Been hitting the alcohol there, Scotty?" he asked, grinning at the other man. Because that's what he was, really. Regardless of how he looked at that moment, physically female and honestly a pretty fit one, if Jack said so himself, he was still obviously very much Scotty under all the new curves and hair and all.

[lt_cmmdr_scott]

"Look," Scotty said, emphatically pointing a finger at Jack. "S'no' my fault that. That." He followed up the finger pointing with gesturing vaguely at himself, attempting to convey that the new body was to blame. "S'the thing. Metabolism. S'all wrong." That seemed to be about as much explanation as he was going to be able to get through. "Um. Hi." He shifted a bit, suddenly a little self-conscious about showing up so drunk and... well. Showing up while he was still physically female. Maybe this hadn't been such a great idea.

On the other hand, it wasn't like Jack hadn't seen him on video when all this had first started. He ran a hand through his hair, or at least tried to, before stopping when he realized that it was still braided and he was pulling it out of the braid and just generally making it a mess. "Um."

[capt_greatcoat]

"Hi," Jack replied back to him, with a smile. He stepped forward to join Scotty in the hallway, looking down at him. Jack really hadn't made the connection that, being a woman at the moment, Scotty would be smaller than he normally was, but. Such was the case. Shorter, smaller hands, just generally...well. Feminine. And still Scotty. The effect was a bit odd, but not in a bad way. In a way that made Jack want to study, learn all the differences between the Scotty standing in front of him now, and the one he knew usually.

"You alright?" he asked. "D'you want me to get you anything? Water, maybe? Tea? We could go and sit down, too." Scotty did seem to be swaying on his feet slightly--maybe it would be safer for the pair of them if he had him sit down.