In a nearby hallway Selvetarm stared at his suddenly-blanched hands, then darted to the nearest stairs down in an impulsive search for his first suspect for a trick like this
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Vhaeraun casually strolled by the Great Hall. He had one of those strange feelings something remotely entertaining would happen, and decided to at least go over and maybe grab one of these cupcake concoctions he had developed a taste for.
He had entered the Great Hall, noticing nothing too out of the ordinary before grabbing the cocoa pastry with vanilla frosting and some purple sugar sprinkled over the top.
He walked from the Hall to notice people around him acting out of sorts. Maybe this was what he was waiting for. He kept a safe distance to the side of the hallway, licking the frosting on his cupcake and observing. The sight of a young human in casual clothing wielding greatsword was a bit curious.
There he was. Selvetarm made for him, out into another hall, hefting the sword best as he could.
"You," he hissed in the drow tongue. "You treacherous-" He'd gotten out of practice. And shared ancestry, alas, rather cut down on the pool of potential insults. He gave in to temptation, inaccurate as the recently-learned epithet probably was. "-motherfucker!"
Vhaeraun raised his eyebrows and nibbled into the cupcake. This pale human wielding a greatsword knew drow and spoke it perfectly. He also knew Vhaeraun well enough to accuse him of something.
"Well, well, do we know eachother fron somewhere," Vhaeraun said with a smile, wondering what this one might do next.
She nearly tripped several times, adapting to the different frame with the center of gravity and missing/added appendages and such, and tried to collect herself (as well as not contemplate those additions and absences too hard). All right. This was not where she'd been sitting a second ago.
She made for the Gryffindor table, looking for her seat. She found it, with her body occupying it, and someone else apparently occupying her, and it was all she could do not to freeze. Instead she drew closer, expression an open book.
So this was what hands were all about. Humans were so lucky!
Tako-now-Matt was waving his hands around. Who cared how he had gotten them? Hands! Fingers! Feet! Toes!
Ooooooh, he'd never seen toes up close before! Stripping the shoes off of his new body, Tako pulled his foot up to his face and peered at his toes. Giving them a good sniff (With his nose! He had a nose!), he decided that maybe they weren't half bad.
Tako was too busy making pop pop pop pop sound effects with his new lips to really pay much attention at first. The man's nudity didn't bother him at all, because human anatomy was all just a blur to him.
"Oh, hi!" he looked behind him for the person Wishbone must have been talking to. There was no body there. "Were you talking to me?"
He threw in a few extra pops, hoping that it was just something people did, and would go unnoticed. It was fun!
"Wait, you aren't Matt?" Wishbone thought, then his face lit up. "You must be in someone else's body like me! I'm Wishbone! I'm a dog, usually, but I'm in a person's body right now."
A strange sensation came over Reilly as he carried his cup of tea to a table. He shook his head and blinked, and when he opened his eyes he found himself staring at one of the paving stones. He lifted his head from his paws and shook it -
Wait. Wait, what? Paws?
He rose awkwardly to his feet - all four of them - and twisted around to look at himself, ending up chasing his own tail.
I've been called a dog many times, but really, this is ridiculous, he said aloud. Unfortunately, it came out sounding more like "Woof."
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Which is why it surprised him to be in a completely different part of the castle a blink later.
And come to think of it, was he wearing robes?
He didn't think so. And what reflection he could get from a suit of armor showed dark hair.
Oh boy. He's in someone else's body, isn't he.
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He had entered the Great Hall, noticing nothing too out of the ordinary before grabbing the cocoa pastry with vanilla frosting and some purple sugar sprinkled over the top.
He walked from the Hall to notice people around him acting out of sorts. Maybe this was what he was waiting for. He kept a safe distance to the side of the hallway, licking the frosting on his cupcake and observing. The sight of a young human in casual clothing wielding greatsword was a bit curious.
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"You," he hissed in the drow tongue. "You treacherous-" He'd gotten out of practice. And shared ancestry, alas, rather cut down on the pool of potential insults. He gave in to temptation, inaccurate as the recently-learned epithet probably was. "-motherfucker!"
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"Well, well, do we know eachother fron somewhere," Vhaeraun said with a smile, wondering what this one might do next.
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"My apple!"
And his voice was higher pitched than usual...and weren't those hands...human.
"Huh. So I'm human now?" He looked down. "And female? Who's idea was that?"
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She made for the Gryffindor table, looking for her seat. She found it, with her body occupying it, and someone else apparently occupying her, and it was all she could do not to freeze. Instead she drew closer, expression an open book.
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"Aw, come on! How am I supposed to go anywhere when I can't go through walls? And where did all my apples go?"
He noticed someone eying him. "Hey. You haven't seen anyone creepy looking around, have you? That's my body and he's got my apples."
He swayed a bit, unused to the shorter but more stout (compared to him anyway) frame.
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Oh God. No, other god.
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Tako-now-Matt was waving his hands around. Who cared how he had gotten them? Hands! Fingers! Feet! Toes!
Ooooooh, he'd never seen toes up close before! Stripping the shoes off of his new body, Tako pulled his foot up to his face and peered at his toes. Giving them a good sniff (With his nose! He had a nose!), he decided that maybe they weren't half bad.
Toes! Fingers! This day was fantastic!
((Third time's the charm.))
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"Cool! I'm human again!"
And naked. Well, his towel's nearby, but Wishbone's a dog. Clothes aren't high on his priority list. Unless he's picturing himself in a story.
He DID remember to pick up his towel, though, and dragged it along as he spotted Matt, or who he thinks is Matt.
"Matt! Look! I'm human again!"
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"Oh, hi!" he looked behind him for the person Wishbone must have been talking to. There was no body there. "Were you talking to me?"
He threw in a few extra pops, hoping that it was just something people did, and would go unnoticed. It was fun!
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Wait. Wait, what? Paws?
He rose awkwardly to his feet - all four of them - and twisted around to look at himself, ending up chasing his own tail.
I've been called a dog many times, but really, this is ridiculous, he said aloud. Unfortunately, it came out sounding more like "Woof."
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