October 11th
Late morning
West 32nd Street, Korean Town
Status: Closed
Tag: Spark





They’d went clubbing at the Circle Nightclub . Of course being a Caucasian Lina got lots of attention from the boy’s much to Chances amusement. The music was great and the atmosphere was charged, they’d partied till closing and headed back to Lee Young-ae’s apartment.

Lee was decent sort that looked out for the street kids. She’d escaped from an organization similar to the Glorification Church and had a soft spot for Chance. The woman had a good job and a big apartment. She usually had rooms for kid’s to stay in as needed.

Chance had called her up and let her know she’d be hitting New York for the big three day weekend and wondered if Lee could put up her and a friend. The cool thing was Lee didn’t have anyone staying with her and was planning on heading out of town for the weekend on business. As long as she didn’t do anything illegal or overtly immoral they could use the apartment. They chatted about how she liked school and other pleasantries for awhile and where to find the key.

A refreshed yet weary Chance rolled over as the morning light streamed in through the large windows. Her muscles held the pleasant ache of the intense workout they’d received last night at the club. Yawning and stretching she rolled out of bed and threw the baggy night shirt on the floor. Picking up a roll of ace bandages she began the tedious process of hiding her developing body.

As she was finishing her wrapping the door flung open and Lina came bounding into the room. Chance tried to cover her body with her arms, face flushing in embarrassment.

“Ya don’t know how to knock?” She yelled at her friend in mortification.

The night club had been spectacular, the pair had made it home during the early hours and Lina had found herself exhausted. The bed she had been given for the night was so comfortable she was sleeping within seconds of hitting the pillow, sleeping like a rock.

It was the light that woke her up and the sounds of the streets below. Gazing about the room Lina dragged herself out of bed, bouncing out of the room and down the hall in her usual shorts and tank top. Lina, to her pleasure, was feeling none of the fatigue she had felt the days before, although the headache was still present throbbing in the back of her head.

The door to Chance's room was open enough that she easily bounded through, coming to a sudden halt as she took in the scene before her "I'm sorry!" she yelped, tumbling backwards onto her butt. It was then that everything clued in. The blubbering.. the swooning after boys. "YOUR A GIRL!" she pointed, voice raising two octaves in shock. "I KNEW IT!" Face fell into a pout as she looked up at Chance as she tried to cover herself "Why didn't you just tell me?" there was a distinct edge of hurt in Lina's voice, gaze dropping as she inspected the floor she now sat on.

This post has been edited by Spark on Oct 8 2009, 02:36 PM

Chance ran over to the bed and grabbed her night shirt, hurriedly putting it on, both inside out and backwards as Lina was crowing that she knew she was a girl. She slumped dejectedly on the bed as Lina asked "Why didn't you just tell me?" the hurt evident in her friends voice.

All her reasons for keeping her gender a secret flashed through her head. None of them held a good reason to keep it from her friend. Considering how difficult hiding her changing body was it would actually be a relief to have someone in on her secret.

“I dun know Lina…I just… Well ya see… Everything I come up with is just kinda lame.” She said crestfallen.

“It’s, It’s nothing against you Lina. Your like the best friend I’ve ever had. I just… well sharing and tellin the truth ain’t really my thing ya know.” She went on hurriedly.

The last thing Chance wanted to do was hurt Lina. Their friendship was one of the greatest parts of her new life. This was eating her up inside, but she was also relieved to have this burden lifted. She looked down at her hands clasped before her as quiet filled the room.

Lina pushed onto her feet, following Chance over to the bed and sitting beside her "Its okay... I understand... new school, new people" her bright smile was back, before noticing Chance's shirt. "I hope you don't plan to spend the day in backwards clothing..." a small chuckle escaped her lips, tugging on the sleeve of the over sized shirt.

Eye brows knitted together for a second "You know... one day you will have to tell people...." She shook her head slightly "Hey, lets hit the stores" Lina had an idea, she was going to take Chance shopping and pick up some guys clothes to keep up the charade and possibly even some girls clothing for when she 'comes out' so to speak.

Lina bounced back onto her feet, skipping to the door before grabbing the side to spin herself back around "Come on! Get dressed Ragazza!" and with that she bounced down the hall to her borrowed room to get dressed.


Hair was combed and straightened, flowing like a chocolate waterfall past her belt. Lina was in need of a haircut, it was getting very long. A black head band kept her bangs from falling into her eyes. The top half of her body was sheathed in a black and pink off the shoulder top, on the back in bright pink there was lettering L'amore ci renderà liberi, which meant 'Love will set us free' in her native language, Italian. Covering her legs were a pair of light white wash skinny jeans, tucking into a pair of black boots.

On her way out of the room Lina grabbed her purse, a cute black and pick over the shoulder bag with a surprising amount of room. Carolina bounced down the hall, heels clicking with each step as she moved into the living room part of the house with a call of "Hurry up Ragazza!" before landing softly on one of the plush couches to wait for her friend.

The bed sank a little as the other girl sat next to her. Chance was surprised at how understanding Lina was. She shouldn’t have been because Lina was a real friend, still it was something Chance wasn’t use to. Some people take offence easy and forgive hard.

Lina tugged on Chances shirt pointing out the obvious. Chance was about to make a sassy comment about maybe she was a trend setter when Lina brought up letting others know. That brought about an introspective silence. She knew that but hearing Lina give voice to it made it seem even more real.

“Ya, OK shopping sounds cool.” She said, not sounding that excited but at least it would be a distraction from thinking about things.

After Lina left Chance finished dressing. She was done dressing well before Lina, needing only to finish wrapping and throw on a baggy t-shirt, baggy jeans, socks and shoes. Her leather jacket was waiting by the door. Her street punk style of dressing certainly didn’t require a lot of fashion sense or prep time.

She was sitting on the bed though looking at her shoes pondering what this might mean. She knew she’d not be able to hide it forever but well what would the other kids at school say. Would Fenix still want to be her friend? Her contemplation was cut short as Lina yelled for her to hurry up.

“OK that is the second time you’ve called me a Rag Za! What the hell does it mean? Am I gonna have to kick your ass?” Chance mock threatened staring down at her friend with her hands on her hips.

The only thing that came to mind was some kind of pizza. When Lina explained it Chance gave her a quirky smile. Very well, it could be their private joke, and Chance could always pass it off as not knowing.

As she grabbed her jacket from the hook she turned to Lena and asked soberly and a bit timidly: “Hey Lina… yer not gonna tell anyone are ya?” The scared look in her eyes betraying the casual way she tried to ask.

Lina was idly inspecting a loose thread when Chance finally made her appearance, ambling out of her room. Lina bounced to her feet, laughing at Chance's question. "Kick my ass? You wish..." she said with a wide grin, quickly explaining the meaning behind the word. Lina had that slight habit of mixing the two languages.

It was then that Lina slowly took in the girl's outfit, frowning visibly at this. "Just because you dress like a boy, doesn't mean you get to dress like a hobo anymore.." it was time to put a stop to this travesty. Lina paused as she turned made a move to the front door, turning back to her friend "I wouldn't ever..." she promised, before linking her arm within Chance's and practically dragging her from the apartment building.

It was a short taxi ride to the nearest shopping strip, sliding from the yellow vehicle before paying for the ride. They could have walked, but Lina was being impatient today and didn't want anymore rides on the back of Chance's yellow moped.

Bouncing steps brought the pair towards the door of Lina's first chosen store, the front plastered in posters of half naked men in tight jeans. There was a slight pause in her step as she turned to her friend "What's your real name?" she asked curiously, before tugging open the door and pulling Chance inside. They were greeted by a young looking Mexican girl, donned in tights and an over sized shirt, headband threaded through her thick blond died hair. 'Hello! Can I help you find anything?' she took in the pair, eying Chance's outfit with mild distaste. Lina pushed past her rudely, with a quick "Doubt it"

Eying up Chance quickly Lina moved through the store, picking a few different styles for her friend to try. The jeans consisted of a baggy boot cut style, different shirts from stylish baggy t-shirts to under shirts and hoodies. "Here! Come try this stuff on!" she said cheerfully before making her way towards the change rooms, Lina may be a farm girl.. but she still loved shopping.

Chance allowed herself to be dragged down to the streets. Riding in the cab she been stewing over the hobo comment. She looked at her outfit, did she really dress that bad?
Lina would know, she always was dressed fabulously, like she could be a model or something.

Walking by the posters outside the store Chance found herself staring appreciatively at the well sculpted forms. She was bought back to reality when Lina asked what her real name was.

“Huh? Oh… umm… well it’s Suna Lee… but you will never use it!” She said with a threatening look that the smile just killed the effect of.

“Though I got a bunch of fake paperwork with Juny Lee on it. That’s who I am at the school.” She said with a mischievous smile.

Lina grabbed her and tugged her into the shop. She caught the look and tude from the attendant. If Lina hadn’t answered and kept them moving Chance would have been more than up in the sluts face.

They bounced around the store and Lina drapped piles of clothes in Chance’s arms. Her eyes got wider and wider. This shit was gonna be expensive.

Then they headed back to the changing rooms. Oh, they were gonna try them on. So maybe they wouldn’t get them all. Normally Chance was too embarrassed to use the rooms so just bought stuff and brought it back if it didn’t fit. Well when she bought stuff, more often she would just snag something and walk out with it, then if it didn’t fit she’d drop it off at Goodwill or the mission.

Entering the little room with the pile Chance kind of froze. Was Lina gonna watch her try this stuff on? Was this how normally how shopping trips went? Well she didn’t want to insult Lina.

The pile was set down on the bench and while Lina was still standing in the door Chance began to peel her jeans off. She moved kind of slowly unbuttoning and sliding the zipper down. She didn’t dare look at her friend though with all the mirrors it was a bit difficult. Chance was going to slowly lower the jeans but the baggy cargo pants just fell down her legs. Her face was seven shades of red.

A small nod was given as her question was answered "I like it" she stated simply, sticking her tongue out at the mock threat. She would always call her Chance, it was ingrained in her mind now.

Lina set all the things she had been carrying down, turning to Chance and gaping in shock. She's not... into girls... is she.... Eyes followed as the pants hit the ground, her cheeks flaming up in sink with Chances "I'll wait outside..."

A deep breath was taken as she scanned the room, thinking there might be an article she may have missed. While waiting for Chance to finish trying things on she moved through the store, finding her path blocked by a rather good looking male. He was busy trying to reach something off the shelf, causing a bunch of pants to slide off and land on top of Lina.

Had she not been entirely entranced she could have avoided the avalanche of jeans. A small squeak was given as she raised her arms to shield her head, catching the attention of the male. The sudden "Are you alright?" caught her ears, digging herself out of the fashionable grave. She adjusted her clothes as she stood back up "Yes, fine..." her skin crackled at the annoyance bubbling under the surface, causing the male to stare at her as though she were... well... a mutant. She huffed a sigh, spun on her heels and stalked back to the change rooms, hoping Chance had tried everything on by now.

Lina scooted out the door as Chance stood in her underwear with the pants laying in a heap around her ankles. Cheeks burning Chance felt relief that her friend was not going to watch her change.

‘What if she is into girls.’ Chance wondered. Spark was a beautiful girl with boy’s always checking her out yet she didn’t have any boyfriend. She’d have to find a discrete way to ask that.

She sorted through the stack, trying on different outfits. She put the ones that fit into one pile and those that were too tight or too lose in another. After a bit Lina came back asking if she were done yet.

“Yup, I have some that fit.” She said cautiously opening the door and peeking out at her friend.

“These are a bit small.” Chance said indicating the pants she had on. They fit tightly like a second skin, revealing her form, definitely giving her a more feminine look.

A glance over Lina’s shoulders revealed Miss Priss from the front counter was wandering back to see if they ‘needed assistance’ which Chance always read as a euphemism for ‘making sure your not fooling around or ripping the store off’. Well she knew how to deal with these kind of pricks.

“Say honey, why don’t you ask that hot little number behind the counter to come back and help us out. Then we can have our way with her, your up for a threesome aren’t you?” Chance said in a deeper voice loud enough for the clerk to not miss a word.

Chance had laid her hand upon Lina’s shoulder to make it look more intimate but mainly to keep the girl from bolting. Evidently her powers were canceling out Lina’s because she received no shock as she touched her friend.

This was a stunt Chance had pulled off dozens of times and as usual the Prissy took off like a flash. Now if they wanted to they could safely rip the store off. Unfortunately Chance forgot that Lina was not well versed in her Modes Operandi.

Lina was still feeling a bit put out by the boys reaction, sure she should be used to it by now... but still. A small nod was given to Chance, her previous shopping mood a little crushed. "Awesome... " a slight smile was given before she eyed up the pants Chance was wearing "Might want to stick to baggy... your starting to look like a Ragazza" she said with a small wink.

What happened next greatly confused Lina, Chance's hand was rested on her shoulder and she started going on about a threesome. Somewhere in the back of her mind something was screaming at her to play along, but she was currently distracted by the sudden skin on skin contact.. and nothing happening. Eyes focused on Chance's hand, blinking back the shock "What exactly is it that your mutation does?" the words were out of her mouth before she could consider how rude they might be, this was the second time that being around Chance had done something to her abilities.

The next question came out a little quicker then she planned "Do you... like girls?" there was a slight hesitation in her tone as her voice dropped to a slight whisper, holding her breath slightly as she waited for the answer. Lina wouldn't hold it against Chance if she did, but she was hoping the answer was a no.

Still smiling at the panicked look on the store clerks face as she bolted out of the dressing area Chance snickered a little. Then Lina asked what her powers did exactly.

Chance looked at Lina with a rueful smile. “I have absolutely no idea.”

And before she could elaborate Lina dropped the bomb. "Do you... like girls?"
Normally Chance would have answered with a quick ‘Hell no, I ain’t gay’ to the question if the person new she was a girl.’ But now she found herself hesitating. She didn’t want to hurt Lina’s feelings. Lina was her best friend and it wasn’t her fault she was gay. Still what if Lina was only friends with her because… No that wasn’t right.

After what could have been seconds but felt more like hours Chance got up the nerve to answer her friend. She dreaded the response of her news to Lina.

“I’m… I’m sorry Lina, I don’t think so. I mean I’ve never been ‘with’ anybody but I really do think I like boy’s. I mean your beautiful and all but… “ She stammered out trailing off, eyes full of concern, hoping she wouldn’t hurt Lina’s feelings too bad.

Chance really wasn’t even sure how it would all work anyway. Sure there was the street talk and all but that rarely had anything to do with the reality. She was just hoping they could be friends still.

Chance felt herself waver under Lina’s stare of incredulity. Could she try ‘it’ for her friend? Chance was pretty sure she wanted to give the boy route a go first. Again a few seconds had seemed to stretch into hours.

This post has been edited by Chance on Oct 16 2009, 01:25 PM

A mutant that had no idea what their powers did, that was an interesting twist. Lina had a fairly good idea she was one of those types with the ability to cancel out others, not to mention make them explode... much like the day in the gym. Lina shrugged it off, before turning a bemused stare to her friend.

A smirk worked its way onto her lips, figuring it would be interesting to play this up while her powers were at a null point. "I'm so glad you find me beautiful...." she purred, moving closer to her friend and hooking an arm around her neck. The look flirtatious look in her eyes lasted only moments before she couldn't stand the pressure, letting loose with a loud snort of laughter and letting go of Chance. Lina crumpled and seated herself on a clothing rack as she let loose with her giggles. "S-sorry... I couldn't help... myself" she said between gasps of air. "I like boys Chance...." she said with a grin, before turning her attention to the pile of clothing. "Lets grab this and hit another store, I'm tired of mini hooch up front there staring at us..."

Lina’s face took on a wanton look. Her arm slipping across Chance’s neck sent involuntary goose bumps down her back. ‘Oh fuck this is bad.’ Echoed through her thoughts until Lina exploded in laughter releasing the Korean girl.

As her friend plopped onto the rack the realization washed over Chance that she’d just been played. A mix of relief and indignation flowed through her mind.

“You bitch! You fuckin bitch!” Chance yelled smacking her friend on the arm playfully.

Her hand was retracted in haste at the loud snap and pain that went through her finger tip. Evidently Lina’s powers were back on. The no touch rules were back in full effect, good thing Chance wasn’t the touchy feely kind of friend.

“Good, you can have the boys and I’ll take the men.” She sassed sticking out her tongue.

Chance slipped her baggies over the tight pants. She’d already taken care of the security tags on all the clothes in case they would apply the five finger discount. It was the kind of thing she justified; the American was taking advantage of her people to get cheap merchandise so Chance figured she could do the same to the rich store owners.

“After you my pedophile friend.” She motioned to Lina taking one more verbal jab.