In the jungle, the mighty jungle

[purplerhino]

Who: Molly and Sam (open)
Where: Jungle
When: Day 29, (morning)
Invited: Open
Status: Open

Molly didn’t protest Sam scooping her up and running.  She twined her arms around her… no his  neck.  It was all she could do not to ask him to go faster.

He ran up the stairs and out into the fresh air.  She could feel the breeze, the morning mist,

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[Sam Tyler]

[starborn_scribe]

Exhilerating. If Sam had been capable of coherent thought that would have been the word he'd used to describe his tear through the jungle. No fear. No anger. Just the joy of muscles working, sweetly pungent air filling his lungs, and damp earth under his feet. Each breath brought the scent of potential prey and occasionally a predator. His body welcomed the challenge

[Molly]

[purplerhino]

Molly grinned. "This is a clearing where River and I danced up some magic four days ago. It was strong, and got me a little drunk on the magic high. But River was so full of joy, and smiling all the time... and she seemed so carefree. I figured that she had to have only heard the minds of the four of us present to be so light of spirit. So this seemed a good place to get away

[House]

[lost_mckay]

House, in Scott's body, took the path out and away from the medical building. Running roots and other outcroppings, the doctor realized that perhaps he wasn't quite as familiar with the environs away from the building as perhaps he should have been. Slowing, though he had gotten a reasonable sweat, not difficult in the tropics certainly, he began to walk.

Voices...

The raw emotions of the building left behind are quieter now, particularly as his own feelings on the entire matter built up. Following the voices through the underbrush, as small animals skitter, he moved slowly into the clearing, the use of 'regular' legs easily accustomed to.

The identities of those who were there now escaped him, much less of who they were -now-. Never mind that, however... and he moved forward.

"Thank you so much for getting me out of there."

"Guess I wasn't the only one?"

[Molly in River]

[purplerhino]

"Fear and confusion. You're no more used to being psychic than we are." Molly had felt him coming only moments before he was there. That was good. Concentrating on one mind worked, but it worked better out here, with the press gone.

"This is Sam Tyler, and I'm Molly Green, no matter what we look like now. And you're Gregory House. Scott's body, but Doctor House's mind. Enjoying the legs as well as the escape?" Molly grinned. "I don't suppose these bodies rightful owners are too thrilled we walked off with them... or ran off anyway. But what are they going to do? Kick their own asses?"

[Mayday-in-Hiro] Panic time over. Mostly.

[weirdweb]

ENTER MAYDAY (technically at the end of this post

[Sam Tyler]

[starborn_scribe]

Sam heard a biped's crashing through the jungle at the same time Molly sensed its approach. He faced its direction, putting himself between Molly and House/Scott. Waves of panic and worry but no aggression preceeded it. Feeling that as the person approached was strange, albeit useful

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[starborn_scribe]

He faced its direction, putting himself between Molly and House/Scott.

I meant that Sam stood in front of Molly and House. *facepalm*

[Mayday]

[weirdweb]

It took May a second to process what Ripley - no, DI Tyler - was saying. She stared at him, then Molly, then House, noticing the difference in mannerisms for the first time. Panic gave way to disbelief, then acceptance, then simple annoyance as the absurdity of the situation sank in.

She fought the urge to bang her head repeatedly against the tree trunk and settled for lightly thunking it on the bark once. "You have got to be kidding me. First everyone loses their memories, now everyone switches bodies. What is wrong with this place?"