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[nothawkingbird]

Kate had glanced toward the noticeboard, but the flying thing was nothing she could help out with. Even though, if there was some way to get to England for Will, just so he could see his forest again

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[broked_reality]

When Sam materialises out of the stream of gold light-smoke that settles down next to Kate, he looks like Will, right down to the mannerisms and clothes. It's not an attempt to trick Kate, he's just in one of those moods where he wants to be just a tiny bit mischevious.

Which is to say - A bad mood, and possibly one where he doesn't want to look like himself.

"Hey. You seem to spend a whole lot of time practicing with your bow." His voice has the rather odd effect of sounding like somebody overlaid his own voice over Will's.

[nothawkingbird]

"Not much else to do right now, and just want to keep in shape."

Her eyes did soften a little as she lowered her bow to look at him, and smiled warmly, "Hi, didn't hear you come up. What's with your voice? You all right?" Reaching up to touch his cheek.

[broked_reality]

Sam steps back from the touch.
"Okay. Wrong form to take." He momentarily wanders outside of her line of sight. If she looks at him again, she'll see that this time he's taken her form instead.

[nothawkingbird]

"...What the hell? ...Teddy. No wait, he wouldn't know about Will yet. Sam."

Her eyes then frowned, "That was a dirty trick."

[broked_reality]

"I didn't think you'd be fooled. I would've used Will's voice," The last two words are, indeed, said in Will's voice, without any trace of Sam's. He pauses, coughing into his hand. "Bad day. Lots of blood. Don't really want people to see."

[nothawkingbird]

"Just a bit distracted I guess."

She frowned more, but out of concern this time instead of anger.

"You going to be all right? Do you need anything?"

[broked_reality]

"No, I'm good. Just borrowing people's forms until I'm cleaned up." Sam replies, mildly.

[nothawkingbird]

"Do you have to?"

[broked_reality]

"I'd prefer to, I'm really not a pleasant sight right now."

[nothawkingbird]

"...How bad is it? Like burns or resembling hamburger?" Worried expression.

[broked_reality]

"Not that bad." Sam replies, switching back to Will's form. "If I were you, I wouldn't worry about it."

[nothawkingbird]

She sighed, "All right... but can you look like anything other than him, please? It's really weird."

[broked_reality]

Sam pauses, thoughtfully.
"I can see how it would be." He settles back into Kate's form. "Better?"

[nothawkingbird]

"Sort of?" It was odd seeing herself, and she peered closer. She didn't think her nose looked that pointy. Strange.

"Is my nose really like that?"

[broked_reality]

Dryly: "Yes, your nose is really like that."

[nothawkingbird]

Small smile, "Sorry, just not used to seeing my face like this."