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[captainjack]

Remus has been debating a lot of points since waking up as some ridiculously fit, married, American man.  The first debate was less a debate and more wishing he'd taken practical mathematics in his youth, trying to figure out how much he now has to drink to get blind-drunk in a body with six inches and probably a good five to eight stone over his

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[halfscarlet]

It wasn't hard at all to figure out something was wrong, and after realizing none of his closest were affected, Billy was able to find the amusement in all of it. Not that he'd actually laugh in anyone's faces, but he wasn't above going back to laugh with Kate if anything hilarious happened.

The kitchen seemed like a good place to start to find some entertainment, but a pained looking man sprawled on the kitchen table wasn't exactly what he was expecting.

It was kind of sad, actually.

"Hey, are you okay?"

[captainjack]

In most cases, Remus would give perfunctory fine, thank you for asking, because his greatest concern has always been to stop anyone asking questions. Especially questions about his health, but, whatever else this body is, it's remarkably healthy. Today though, he has far less interest in being that polite: "Oh I'm fantastic," he answers, curling his arms up over his head and threading fingers into shorter, darker hair than he's used to.

"Instead of turning into a wolf once a month, now I've taken to waking up as strange men," with an entirely new appetite for human flesh, he does not fucking add.

[halfscarlet]

Billy blinked, eyebrows rising and disappearing into hair he'd probably need to get cut, and soon. He recognized the face, which didn't help when he thought he recognized the who, as well.

"...Remus?"

Remus in Captain Jack's body was a whole new level of geek Billy hadn't been prepared for.

[captainjack]

Well, at this point he's definitely answered the question of whether or not he is completely obvious. Then again, on a tropical island, how many people would wear cardigans and drink hot tea with every meal?

"Billy," he says a bit stupidly, not sure who he expected when he finally looks up. And if he's put all the clues together, he must actually be Billy. "I don't suppose you've seen my body running around anywhere?" It seems logical to go looking, but also a bit horrifying.

[halfscarlet]

"Not really, no," Billy answered as he sat down at the table. Half for moral support, half to inspect Remus-as-Jack even closer. "On a scale of one to ten, how weird is it to be in someone else's body?"

[captainjack]

Remus could just say ten, but he's not sure that would properly convey how uncomfortable it is to be someone so unlike himself, to be someone who is comfortable in a skin that is so unfitting for him. "Imagine waking up taller, heavier, hornier, and far more into women than you have been or ever will be in your life," he attempts to deadpan, but it just isn't the same with Jack's voice.

[halfscarlet]

Billy sat back, seeming to give that description an honest thought. "Yeah," he finally said, drawing out the word, "I'm not sure my brain could work that way even if I tried. It's not going to last, right? I mean, I've heard it only goes on for a couple of days, so at least there's that."