fandomhigh | Rangering!, Friday, Period Four [ 08/14 ].

"Good afternoon, students!" The usual brusque cheer, the usual clearing in the hilly woods, a usual Friday afternoon for Rangering! Except for two things.

Students might benoticing a great deal of other visitors in the class today, furry visitors and scaly ones, winged ones and shelled ones. There were all sorts of critters and creatures everywhere today.

Also, Minsc was a lady. Despite his current feminitity, though, he was definitely still Minsc. Just with breasts and he was cutting a bit more of a svelte, though still muscular figure.

"I hope you find your day well," Minsc continued, "and if not? Suck it up! You're not the only one stuck in a woman's body! You know, there's this story I know about a girdle that changed your gender, but I have not equipped myself with any such item, so hopefully, it shall pass soon, like it did last time, without the help or cost of a priest to remove the curse."

"But enough about that! We're talking with animals today, not breasts, so it's always good to be in a good mood when you do that, because animals can tell that sort of thing and be really nasty if you don't like your attitude!"

"As rangers, as you have hopefully noticed by now, we must be very attuned to nature! We rangers do that by communicating with animals; if we did it with plants, we'd be druids, and they don't get nearly as awesome of weapons. So animals it is, then! Some rangers, like myself, are so attuned to animal communication that we have a faithful animal companion, right, Boo? Others of us are just naturally born animal communicators! It just happens, sometimes! Like waking up with a bosom."

"As for me, the advice I can give is this: animals are people, too! Just ones with claws and fangs and other things to hurt you with. So be respectful, keep in mind that they are other intelligent creatures and be mindful of cues: warning cues, welcoming ones. Pay attention to how they respond; be warm and inviting. Don't make sudden moves, unless you're dealing with something that is trying to get you to prove yourself. To help, there are a variety of delicious things for animals to eat available; many of them will be glad for the gift, but watch out! Some may be offended by the bribe. Communication with animals is often just about feeling it; it is not something that can be taught, but something that must be lived."

"I will do my best if you have questions! About animals, that is! I can't help with the girl thing, I'm afraid."

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"And I cannot imagine," Minsc noted brusquely, "that you would have suffered a wee sissy girl fate, either, were you affected by this genderswap! But how very lucky that you were spared, all the same!"

"Oh, being a girl's not so bad," Max shrugged. What? He'd been young and curious, okay? "But I do have to admit I'm most comfortable like this."

Oh, and who hadn't been? Minsc gave a sage-like nod. "One typically is most comfortable in their most natural form," he agreed, "though one can rarely control what form they might take, so it is important to know your limits and abilities no matter what you may be."

Here, he chuckled. "You will find," he continued with a proud smirk, "that I did not forget to hit the gym earlier and leave a symbol that even as a lady, I am a force to be reckoned with, in my wake, lest evil get the wrong idea and think it can strike to victory now! Minsc does not let his...or her!...guard down quite so easy!"

"And only the foolish would think otherwise," Max agreed. "For while your body is an impressive specimen, it is your indomitable spirit that makes you truly formidable, Sir Minsc."

Not for the first time Max wondered what it was about Minsc that made you want to talk like him.

"Ha!" Minsc barked a laugh.

"Indomitable spirit with my fist, maybe!" he claimed, balling his hand up to give a playful punch to Sir Max's shoulder. Playful, but still pretty hard, but if anyone could take it, it was Sir Max. Well, Sir Deadpool, too. A playful punch to Sir Deadpool's shoulder would also involve a knife.

Max appreciated the lack of knife. He didn't really want to bleed all over the place today.

"It is a formidable fist," Max agreed as he rubbed at his shoulder and grinned.

Minsc nodded and there was a pause after that, the thoughtful pause of a man (or, in this case, a woman) who needed to pause for a while when new thoughts came in, because it was too much to have them come in and do something else simultaneously.

"There will be drinking tonight," he decided ponderously, "I think. I shall need to see how this body handles its alcohol and I trust, Sir Max, that if the answer is not well, you can be trusted to see my drunk ass home if need be?"

"I suspect, Sir Minsc, that your body will handle it just fine. It is a rather good body ~~looking~~, after all. But if you have the need, you may rely on me."

And he would even try really, really hard not to take advantage of such a situation!

"Excellent, my good man!" Minsc said, with a small pump of his fist and an unfortunate unconsciousness of exactly how aptly that sort of title applied on a day like this. "If anything, I have not frequented the local watering hole enough this week. It has been a very quiet one, I am sad to say."

"We'll have to see what we can do about that, then, won't we?" Max grinned. It was good to know that some things were constant. Even if they were female-shaped sometimes.

"Indeed!" Minsc responded brightly. "And I must say, this is a very good start to thing being not so boring!"

"I have to admit, Minsc. I've never found you boring."

Minsc tilted his head, eyes narrowing slightly as he tried to go back and try to think of an example to present to Sir Max that might point out that even he could be boring. And he thought. And he thought. And then he thought some more, and came up dry.

He shook his head a little. "Well, duh. Of course not me! But, you know, other people..." And, dutifully, since he was never good with words, anyway, he pantomimed quite the bored snoring.

Max laughed. "True. I suppose that even exciting ~~fellows~~ people like us have to live it up sometimes. To balance out those people, right?"

"I never was one for balance," Minsc, unbalanced to perfection, admitted, "but in that case, I can only agree!"

"Then until tonight!" Max declared, unconsciously adopting some of Minsc's enthusiasm.

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