Day Thirteen - Power for Fire

[and_snow_fell]

Who: William (in Johnny), River, Tony (in Will)
Where: Outside
When: Morning
Rating: PG-13

Status: Closed, completed
Summary: Will wakes up in Johnny's body - with the bed on fire. He manages to put the fire out before he heads outside to find out what's up and hopefully find his body. He bumps into River, who can't control the volume of her voice

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[unrivaledgrace]

River was wandering around outside in a slight panic, looking desperately around her for the source of whatever was causing her voice to do such distressing things.

"Johnny!," she tried to shout when she noticed a familiar face, racing toward him, considering throwing her arms around him before she remembered the fire, which would hurt to touch. She hovered around nearby him instead, looking at him with pleading imploring eyes.

"NO CONTROL over the VOLUME at which words leave me," she said, nearly crying from the panic. "Something is wrong with the VOCALS. BROKEN. Broken AND CANNOT fix," she sobbed out.

[and_snow_fell]

He didn't know this girl, but she seemed to know him. His body, anyway. William reached out to River, very carefully, to try to draw her against him, to hug her. "It's okay," he said to her. "Everything seems to be a little..." he trailed off.

His voice was wrong, but he'd expected that. The stutter was gone too though, and that he hadn't expected. "Everything's a little messed up today," he said quietly. "My name is William Danvers, and this isn't my body. So I'm sorry, but I don't recognize you, or know how you know this person. I ... don't even know who this person is," he admitted quietly.

[unrivaledgrace]

She very nearly threw herself at him when she saw him reaching for her, all but sobbing, small hiccoughs of varying volume escaping her as she cried into his shoulder. "Right BODY, WRONG mind," she whimpered softly.

"JOHNNY," she declared, another choke escaping her. She really didn't mean to be shouting so loudly, but she couldn't manage to find control over the sounds she was making. "This is Johnny. A courter of women. Court, jester," she shivered lightly. "You are him, is he YOU?" she asked.

[and_snow_fell]

"It's okay," he whispered to River. The ever changing volume was disconcerting, but he imagined it must be so much worse for her. "I don't know," William admitted. "I was going to go see if I could find my body, and see who's in it. But I'm sure Johnny is looking for his body, too. Maybe we'll bump into him."

He wondered if the odd phrasing was part of her chaos effect ... or if that was just something unique to her. "What's your name?" he asked softly.