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?"

[House in Scott] A spin around the block is all!

[lost_mckay]

House was torn between grinning in return and keeping his particular feelings on the matter to himself. What he did decide, however, was to stretch his legs a little to make sure they didn't cramp up. Last thing he wanted, now that he's actually pain free for the moment, is to get a charley-horse.

"Figured it was worth a spin around the block, though. We have the keys, and I promised to be home by eleven o'clock."

The doctor in psychic's body nodded towards the pair, the acknowledgement of the potential 'unhappiness' noted. "Had to get away too?"

[Molly]

[purplerhino]

Molly nodded. "I was literally drowning in all the minds around me. Poor River. There's no filter and she is so telepathic it hurts. Empathy as well. She can hear every surface thought, feel every emotion, and she gets these flashes of precognition. Imagine all that all the time. It's no wonder she's half mad. It's amazing she isn't all mad. I almost was after just ten minutes."

Molly nodded to Sam in Ripley. "Ripley's empathic, and not completely human. It was just as shocking for Sam I imagine."

[Sam Tyler]

[starborn_scribe]

Sam nearly chuckled at Scott/House's quip, but the squirrel-like animal in the tree distracted him. The wind brought its scent to his nose. To Sam's horror he started salivating. He gulped, then wrenched his attention back to his companions.

"Ripley's empathic, and not completely human," Molly/River stated. "It was just as shocking for Sam I imagine."

Sam chuckled nervously. "Shocking. That's a word to describe it." He glanced at Molly sympathetically. "You've the worse of it by far. I think we should stay here. You'll go mad inside the bunker, and you can't stay here alone." He turned to the doctor. "Dr. House, would you go back and see if anyone's determined what caused this? It can't be permanent. I just can't."

[Molly]

[purplerhino]

Molly agreed with Sam, whole heartedly. "I can't imagine a gender flip. But this body is dying. Aging in inches."

And it was terrifying. No magic. Cut off from it, it was like losing a limb, even if it was a very weak one. How did full humans live feeling their demise constantly creeping up? She could feel the sands of time trickling past, and River was only barely past childhood. How did someone older handle it? Hugh? Oh! The beach camp!

"Someone should check on the beach camp." Molly spoke up again. We forgot about them for the most part with the... well... forgetting. They must be as clueless as we are."

[House in Scott] Very good, m'am.. on my way, m'am!

[lost_mckay]

"Oh sure... me? What do I look like, someone's houseboy?" House looks down at himself, a touch on the exaggerated side and smirks. "Okay... a cabana boy

[Molly] Eye Candy

[purplerhino]

Molly watched House jog off. Or maybe that was more, she watched Scott's body jog off

OOC giggles

[starborn_scribe]

Methinks we need to have a male beauty contest. *snerk*

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