"I used to be better."

“This whole day is weird…. so how long am I in you?” She asked, looking down at her finely manicured nails. “I would like to have my own body back.”

“You don’t feel dead.” She bounces slightly and turns around. “No stiffness or rot or bloating….” She pokes herself. “And you still feel things… are you sure you have died?”

“That is worrying… but you look okay for a zombie.”

Tanya admitted that Junko could very well get rid of her and gladly do so and yet she wonders why she didn’t. Perhaps she missed this body to just have it outright be destroyed or perhaps there is something else that is lurking inside that head of hers. She admits, she doesn’t want to leave this body either but she cannot stay as there is far too much to do as Lieutenant Colonel.

She admits though. Hearing Junko be this calm is a danger onto itself or maybe that is just the result of her being in her body too? This would leave her pondering.

“We’ll just have to make the best of what we have. I may as well get used to this…” 

Tanya would just outright cup herself in front of Junko to further prove her point although struggling to contain her own hormones is out right difficult, 

Enoshima's calm demeanor was just another persona that she had adopted for this occasion, perhaps, it was an imitation of Tanya. It was equally possible that she was just trying to scare the former Lieutenant Colonel. The thought of killing her and taking over was tempting but she’d resist it for now.

Enoshima had adjusted to the lack of weight on her chest rather quickly. She was standing unnaturally still in front of the mirror, if it wasn't for the rise and fall of her chest, you'd be forgiven for thinking she had died from shock.

After a few tense moments, Junko would turn and look up at her old body. Her expression was eerily calm, as was the tone she spoke in.

“You seem shockingly calm about the thought of your repetitive death…” She backed up slightly.

“90% of the time, the killer dies at the end of their film… even if it get’s squeals, the still kill them off again and again.” She pauses and thinks. “Maybe that is your fate, re hashed and killed until the series is no longer profitable?”

Freaky Friday/ accepting

“Exactly, I’m one of a kind, no one wants to be like me, so I’m the only one that gets to enjoy being me.” She says with some pride. “Better to be the boring bitch and make it to the end than the hot one that dies first in a horror film.”

“Oh please. There’s a million of you! Cynical, flat bookworms who think they’re better than everyone else because you're not like other girls. You're basic. Basic and boring."

Tanya is just going to go with it. As her admiration of her may be completely one sided. Not even bothering to correct her on this. “Well you are an analyst so that is to be expected.” Tanya gave off a sheepish smile after saying that.

But despite her overwhelming beauty, there was a complexity about Junko that compels her to know about her. Although figuring out this diva is like figuring out every rubex cube on the planet. But boy would she ever at least give it a shot with this fascinating woman.

“If its alright with you, I’ve taken you were quite busy since the last time I saw you right?”

Junko wasn’t unaware of Tanya’s admiration. Even if Enoshima wasn’t as perceptive as she was, Tanya didn’t exactly hide it well. The Diva was interested as to why Tanya held this admiration towards her as, unlike her other disciples, Junko hadn’t really done anything to Tanya to gain it.  The Diva of Despair merely shrugged mentally, it didn’t really matter at the moment. She’d burn that bridge when she crossed it.

“I never wanted to be attractive anyway Bottle Bleached bimbo!” She snapped back. “Better to be myself than look like a tart!”

“I’m not- I mean yes, I am flat and am hiding nothing with baggy clothes.” She finishes with a slight sweat. “What does my beliefs have to do with attraction?”

“Me? Jealous of your rampant back pains from having twin Mt Fuji’s hanging off your chest? Never.”