Emory University Campus; Atlanta, Georgia, 1964. Wednesday.
And so it came to pass that the experiment revealed itself to have at least one unexpected benefit. In a wheelchair, one didn't even have to worry about how having a penis between your legs would mess with your already troubled sense of balance.
Adah had considered calling it a day off of classes when she woke up and found herself male again, especially since she didn't have the joy of a perpetually startled roommate to mess with this time. She did, however, have a lot of professors, and she couldn't afford to miss class at all.
The best part of it came, however, during her shift at the clinic, where she had to explain to her superiors and the children she worked with that Adah couldn't make it today, and so he was helping her, a friend of hers, who lost mobility in his legs during a terrible circus accident. And when anyone asked her name, she replied simply, "Leland Adama."
She was already going to hell, anyway...
[[ Lee's name totes stolen with permission; Adah can conveniently find herself on break should there be any phone calls! ]]
Adah had considered calling it a day off of classes when she woke up and found herself male again, especially since she didn't have the joy of a perpetually startled roommate to mess with this time. She did, however, have a lot of professors, and she couldn't afford to miss class at all.
The best part of it came, however, during her shift at the clinic, where she had to explain to her superiors and the children she worked with that Adah couldn't make it today, and so he was helping her, a friend of hers, who lost mobility in his legs during a terrible circus accident. And when anyone asked her name, she replied simply, "Leland Adama."
She was already going to hell, anyway...
[[ Lee's name totes stolen with permission; Adah can conveniently find herself on break should there be any phone calls! ]]