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[stonyfaced]

Characters: Stoneface/Sam Vimes (stonyfaced) and Elsa/Angua (fourplusnipples
Date/Time: February 7/Early afternoon
Location: The park
Rating: G
Summary: After identifying the sketch of the badge on Elsa's entry as one he had seen in one of his memories, Stoneface agrees to meet her.

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[fourplusnipples]

It was extremely tempting to show up to the meeting early in her other form--or maybe her original form. Elsa honestly didn't know. All she knew was that she was sometimes human, sometimes a wolf, and both felt quite familiar, enough to indicate that she hadn't neglected one shape for the other. And that made her, what--a werewolf, was that the word

[stonyfaced]

Stoneface stood. "Ah, Elsa. Yes, I'm Stoneface. Thanks for coming." He stuck out his hand for her to shake while his foot shot out to shove Nobby away from the unidentifiable piece of waste that he was starting to lick experimentally.

He studied her face intently, but found no trace of anything recognizable in her face from his dreams or his memories. "I hope you've been settling in well enough."

He raised a hand to scratch his cheek, and was once again surprised at the smooth face that greeted his fingers. Mouth tilting in a wry slant of a smile, he added, "I suppose I ought to mention that you're not actually seeing me as I ought to be. If I had to guess, I'd say that I'm normally about fifty. I'm assuming you haven't been affected."

[fourplusnipples]

The foul little dog beside him didn't seem to take much notice of her, and that was good; she'd found that sometimes, pets in the sphere got a little too interested in her, or even tried to talk, and that wasn't going to happen in public unless she was changed, too.

"Well enough once I took a look around," she said, shaking his hand. "Interesting greeting committee you have here. Does that Charger person welcome all the new arrivals, or was I special?"

So he'd been hit by the strange de-aging magic too, had he? Well, that explained one thing. It didn't look like he'd been the man from her dream, though, even if she mentally added a few years to his face. "I'm lucky, I guess. No different today than I was last week."

[stonyfaced]

Stoneface winced at the mention of Charger. He was bad enough with the men, but a man, Elsa was very distinctly not. In fact, it would be very difficult for any man not to notice that as women went, she was a very attractive one, and blonde to boot. "Oh, Gods. Charger's just one of the greeters," he said, scowling. "I'd wager he's the most unpleasant one there. I have no idea how he even managed to get the job