Malkus is Femalkus [Audio/Commentlog]

[doctoral_bird]

[Well...Atleast he-...she isn't five...But since tiny Malkus slipped out of his giant pants, Lady Malkus grew back into her now-serving-as-a-dress robe, without any pants underneath.

...As much as it would be uncomfortable to HIM, she doesn't really seem to mind.]

H-Hello?

[He sounds noticeably higher, though that's really the only difference. She

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[techno_rockstar]

[ Unfortunately, spandex is not a very good material when it comes to sudden growth. Since Riddler's only clothes besides the suit are a labcoat that won't close properly and a pair of jeans that won't stay on, she decides it's time to get some more.

She rushes to deck 12, failing to notice that at some point her path crossed with Malkus'. Riddler stops just in time to avoid a crash. ]

Hey! Watch your step!

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[birdfacedoctor]

S-Sorry! P-Pardon me!

[Malkus rushes by, stumbling away from the woman. Almost tripping as she clings to her hat...Oh god, Mental-Male-Malkus wishes to look back and ogle but LadyMal is a bit busy frantically looking for her medic bag]

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[techno_rockstar]

Yeah, whatever.

[ Damn, it looks like the stranger has business in deck 12 as well. Riddler is lost about what to do so she just stares at Malkus. ]

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[birdfacedoctor]

[Oh god she looks frantic, throwing luggage around, digging pretty deeply in the pile of suitcases, random little doodads and clothes flying around.]

Wh-Where is it! Where did I put it!