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Something is very very wrong here.

Jan 25, 2007 16:15

The start of the morning was not a good one. For one thing, what started as a simple attempt to roll over, turned into a struggle not unlike that of being tied in a straight jacket, and ended with the feel of a short, painful fall to the floor ( Read more... )

gil grissom, dairine callahan, plot: bodyswitch, edward elric, winry rockbell

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forcefelt January 26 2007, 00:23:30 UTC

Dairine's still not quite clear on what's going on--more to the point, why she woke up this morning in a Jedi Master's fourteen-inches-taller-and-at-least-three-decades-older body, but one of the first things to do, she figures, is go find HER body, and make sure it's still in working order, if anyone is currently occupying it, and what, precisely, they intend to do with it.

Also, she'd like to confab with Spot.

She's fairly certain there is a breach of etiquette involved in taking Qui-Gon's body into the women's dorms, but it's not like HE'S actually in there, and anyway, who cares? She taps on the wall just outside the room she normally shares with Nita and calls out, "Um, hello?"

wizard_errant January 26 2007, 00:36:11 UTC

Edward, meanwhile, was still a bit too panicked to notice the tapping, or the unfamiliar voice outside. The only thing registered in his mind is that he is somehow a girl, which he re-affirmed for several seconds, grabbing at the small swell of breasts (Breasts, for the love of --) through cotton t-shirt, and reaching down below his -- her -- waistline. Sure enough, no mater how much he groped, there was nothing to grasp (at least not of a familiar variety).

Still sitting on half-tangled bedsheets, on the floor, he whined, before yelling in an insanely shrill, feminine voice, "WHERE THE HELL IS MY DICK?!"

forcefelt January 26 2007, 00:41:50 UTC

Well, that is definitely Dairine's voice--though she doesn't think SHE actually ever sounds that panicked and screechy--so her body's still there. And apparently has a boy in it. Which is...well, not the worst thing ever, because she's been an alien before, and Kit and Nita have been aliens and also whales, and really it's just matter anyway which can be converted into anything and oh good grief.

She tugs open the curtain, and finds herself face to face with--well, not face to face, because she's suddenly VERY TALL and her body is on the floor--herself. Sort of. And whatever she'd meant to say about taking care of said body, and how it's really not so bad a one to be stuck in, or anything at all, freezes completely in her head, and what comes out instead is a bewildered:

"Uh. This is weird."

wizard_errant January 26 2007, 00:52:20 UTC

Edward looked up at the 'older man' hovering over him. Panic turned to awkward, and back again. He also realized his hand was still between his legs, and he withdrew it quickly and bashfully. "You're telling me," he replied, and cringed at the sound of that voice...

...that oddly familiar voice. Also, why did it feel like there was something around his neck? He reached to scratch at it, and paused. It was only as he undid the choker-band and watched the sunstone fall into his hand that he began to realize that he was not just a girl. The concept was cemented in his head as he heard the familiar whirring sound of Spot's processors, and saw the computer-creature spidering it's way across the floor, towards him.

"Oh you've got to be kidding me!" he cried, and buried his face in the palm of his right hand.

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wizard_alive January 26 2007, 01:10:58 UTC

"Sara..."

Gil Grissom rolled over in his bed, suddenly aware of the loss of warmth beside him. Had Sara gotten up in the night?

Blearily, he cracked his eyes open, and rubbed his wrist over them to clear his sight. His... small, delicate and feminine wrist.

Admittedly, it was an intuitive jump rather than one based on logic, but he sat bolt upright in bed. "Sara?!"

wizard_errant January 26 2007, 02:04:38 UTC

Edward had vaguely registered the sound of the person in the next bed mumbling to themselves. Not enough, however, to stop in his frantic groping of his new body. Female. He was definately female, as evidenced by the soft lumps on his (--her, or god, her) chest, and the lack of familiar anatomy between his legs.

It wasn't until the girl jumped and shouted for 'Sara' that Edward looked up at her from the floor. Nita. That was Nita Callahan. Or, her body at least (and stories of the infamous Body Switch Incident that Moril had told him of a while back came flooding to mind) which meant...

If he'd had ANY doubts after that, the lock of wavy red hair falling into his eyes dashed them.

"Oh fucking hell, I'm in Dairine's body!?"

wizard_alive January 26 2007, 02:07:14 UTC

There was an angry teenaged girl in the next bed over-- or rather, on the floor now.

Grissom watched her warily. Hadn't he heard--

"Oh, fuck," he said. And jumped at the tone of his new voice. He looked down. He was a teenaged girl too.

DON'T LOOK AT YOUR BREASTS.

wizard_errant January 26 2007, 02:15:19 UTC

"Alright, who the fuck're you?" Edward asked, pointing a finger at Nita's face. He was pissed. Pissed, and panicked, and BEYOND feeling awkward. And damnit, he'd always hated the taste of coffee but he was craving it like a man in the desert craves water.

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equalexchange January 26 2007, 12:07:13 UTC

"DAIRINE," said Winry, bursting into the dormitory. "Something really WEIRD is going on here and -- and -- and -- LOOK AT ME." She gestured wildly to herself, looking panicked. She was supposed to be FIXING the automail, not WEARING it! And she most definitely was not supposed to be Edward Elric! "Ask Spot what's going on here and tell me how I can fix this!!"

wizard_errant January 26 2007, 22:15:04 UTC

And there he was -- staring himself in the face as he -- that is, 'Dairine' -- stepped out of the dorm room, with spot following behind. Dairine. He was in Dairine's Body, of all the places to...

And then fully determined to march his way down to the cart and demand to know who was inhabiting HIS body (...maybe stop for coffee on the way, he had an INSANE desire to drink coffee), he was saved the trouble.

"Whoa, whoa, slow down! First, I'm not Dairine. Second of all, who are YOU, and why the hell are you in MY BODY?!"

equalexchange January 26 2007, 22:36:15 UTC

"EDWARD?" She squinted at not-Dairine-but-apparently-Edward, frowning. "If you're in HER body, then who's got MY BODY?" She hadn't freaked out quite as much as she COULD have, because she thought that if she had Edward's body then he had hers, but the idea of her body just ROAMING AROUND somewhere gave her the CREEPS. "It's me, Winry. WHERE IS MY BODY?"

wizard_errant January 26 2007, 22:41:00 UTC

"WINRY?!" Alright, two birds with one stone. He'd found his body, and found Winry at the same time.

Somehow, this was not actually comforting. He completely ignored her question (seeing as he didn't know the answer anyway), and screeched instead. "Well, that's just great. Atleast I don't have to worry about the automail getting screwed up."

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