Journal [Entry 031] There's a stranger in my mirror; there's a new face on the wall
I see that I am far from the only one to have found myself staring at a stranger in the mirror this morning. I believe I have a faint familiarity with this person, but certainly no desire to be them, and particularly not if I am forced to maintain this ridiculous hair and wear these shoes.
To those at Medical Island - if you see a tall, blond man in spectacles with, ah- uniquely styled hair, a blue suit and white shoes, then that is I. Unfortunately most of my own clothes have vanished and the ones that remain are no longer a particularly good fit.
[OOC: Justice has bodyswapped with Kristoph Gavin, minus the defence attorney's badge. He is now about six foot four instead of five foot ten, so apart from the spectacles, the appalling shoes and the hair drill, anyone who might run into him should feel free to note that he is now outrageously tall. I may well have him bang his head on doorways etc. a few times JUST TO REINFORCE THAT YES, JUSTICE. YOU ARE TALL.]
To those at Medical Island - if you see a tall, blond man in spectacles with, ah- uniquely styled hair, a blue suit and white shoes, then that is I. Unfortunately most of my own clothes have vanished and the ones that remain are no longer a particularly good fit.
[OOC: Justice has bodyswapped with Kristoph Gavin, minus the defence attorney's badge. He is now about six foot four instead of five foot ten, so apart from the spectacles, the appalling shoes and the hair drill, anyone who might run into him should feel free to note that he is now outrageously tall. I may well have him bang his head on doorways etc. a few times JUST TO REINFORCE THAT YES, JUSTICE. YOU ARE TALL.]
