Oriental Town...
The burg reminiscent of old Asian cultures less then 200 years ago seemed a prime place for Ragna to hide. Oriental Town was a plentiful district of Kagutsuchi with a multitude of people, crowds, buildings, avenues...and restaurants aplenty too
*Grrrwwwl~*
"Mmm..." Lambda looked down at her abdominal area, placing her hands over her slim stomach. She felt a sudden, inexplicable heat, particularly around her face and her cheeks. She remembered Kokonoe had sometimes exhibited the same such body heat as a reaction to certain subjects, a reaction her data showed as "embarrassment" and the heat was a result of "blushing" on her face. She felt a bit weaker as well, her body lowering from its hovering state down onto her feet as she tried her best to glide ever so slightly off the ground.
*Grrrwwlll~!*
This noise resonated from her stomach once more, making Lambda feel even weaker. She didn't know what to do, as she never experienced this feeling in her life. She needed to curb it somehow, see if she could counter or quell it. The blond Murakumo unit looked around, gazing as she analyzed the environment through her visor. As her sights passed a large pagoda-shaped restaurant building, her sensors suddenly pegged it as a priority target. The Virus seemed to override her senses a bit so she would not only feel hungry, but have the ability to see out food.
"...Priority target...acquired. Pursuing secondary goal; acquire sustenance..." Lambda muttered aloud weakly.
She glided as best she could manage into the restaurant, passing the confused staff who, for the moment, wrote her off as a cosplayer who could use Ars Magus.
Lambda scanned the environment. While others looked on, her access her databases, learning how to properly behave in an establishment like this. She took a seat by an empty table, disabling her hover function so she could sit in the wood chair by the circular table.
"Uh...what would you like ma'am?" A waitress in a Chinese outfit asked nervously while holding a notepad and pen.
"...one of everything..." Lambda said as her stomach allowed another starved howl to echo outwards.
The food came in mere minutes, but in that time Lambda almost felt like she would die if she didn't get something inside of her body, fast! She grabbed the first bowl of pork soup that was brought to her and started to fervently gulp it down, swallowing the chunks of meat and vegetables inside of the bowl as it filled inside of her belly. As she ate ravenously, setting herself on cuts of meat, soups, dumplings and dim sum, the virus went into its next stage. Any food that passed Lambda's lips was turned into body fat almost instantly. Not only that, the rate she would gain would be faster and greater then a normal human. Lambda was left blissfully unaware of this as bowls and plates were stacked upon themselves one by one, Lambda's supple form puffing up bit by bit with each bowl.
The staff were befuddled as they watched Lambda eat as if she were nigh on starving (which was also how Lambda felt) while using the blades that floated behind her as makeshift wings like utensils to skewer and scoop food into her mouth. She tried to keep herself clean though, not using her hands unless her readings suggested it and cleaning herself off with readily available napkins if food spilled onto her growing form.
"Buuurrrp!" Lambda sighed contently after allowing an unladylike belch to pass as she leaned back in the chair, making it creak slightly from her increased weight. Lambda didn't know why she was so...soft suddenly, but the sensation felt pleasant to her. She wondered why her suit felt a bit tighter as it struggled to re-size itself and adapt to her new, larger form. Curious, Lambda ran a diagnostics check to see what was going on. All her readings appeared normal, minus what her weight was displayed as. According to the reading...