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[filmstarbeauty]

Today he was to arise early and help prepare the Dawn Treader for her voyage to the newly-discovered island. Jeremy had been looking forward to it, eager to be at sea again. 'twas no matter if the trip would only last a day. There would be many others; Caspian had said so. Being at sea was freeing in ways Jeremy could nae allow himself to be on

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[turnthebadinme]

Serena turned over in bed, eyes still firmly shut, and pulled her pillow over the top half of her face. "Blair, are you okay?" she asked, voice still rough with sleep. It didn't sound like Blair was having a nightmare, at least, but she wasn't usually one for talking to herself. Concern wasn't about to make Serena wake all the way up yet, though.

[filmstarbeauty]

Jeremy immediately froze when the young lass addressed him. For decency's sake, he averted his eyes the moment she turned over in bed. He dinnae know how to confess he was not who she thought he was. Saying such a thing aloud would sound mad and likely upset the poor thing. The last thing he wanted to do was give her cause for alarm.

"I'm quite fine, thank you," he murmured, hoping his speech was close to what the lass was expecting.

[turnthebadinme]

Serena lay still for a few moments, but she was awake now and there was no helping it. Sighing, she sat slowly up and leaned back against the wall, rubbing sleep from her eyes. "You're fine and I'm up," she said, rolling her eyes. As much as she loved Blair and despite seventeen years of friendship, there were still times when she had no idea what the other girl was thinking. Moments of politeness like that could mean nothing -- this was, after all, Blair Waldorf -- or they could indicate that Serena should prepare to spend the rest of the day walking on eggshells, trying to figure out what was pissing B off now. There was no point in asking again, though, especially if it were the latter.

"Wanna go grab breakfast?" She rolled out of bed as she spoke, walking around it to find something to wear out.

[filmstarbeauty]

Breakfast was an idea to which Jeremy was amenable. Perhaps when the lass had some victuals in her, he could find it in himself to reveal the island's deception. He wouldn't want to upset a young lady on an empty stomach; she might keel over and he was nae entirely certain he trusted the doctors here.

"I'm famished," he said, and he was surprised to realise that he was.

[anewwaive]

It was weird, then again this entire situation was borderline bizarre, but Blair felt less like flailing around and panicking and more like just doing what she had to do. It was probably something of a coping strategy or a side-effect of this body's terse manliness or whatnot or the four to six cocktails she was running on, but now that she was approaching the kitchen and her desperately desired food, she was feeling pretty golden.

Well, not golden, but close. At least, she was until she saw her own body walking ahead of her. If this whole thing hadn't been surreal enough already, she'd have flipped out.

"Oh my god, this is just too weird."

[filmstarbeauty]

He required tea. Too much had happened this morning, much o' it seeming impossible to even dream, let alone take flight. This body was small but well taken care o'. For that, Jeremy was most grateful. Howe'er long he would be its prisoner, he would continue to see that it was looked after. He could only hope the same was being done for his own body.

As he walked to the kitchen counter to acquire a cup, he got the distinct impression the voice behind him was addressing him. He stopped momentarily, turning to peer o'er his shoulder at the person. "I pray your pardon, sir?"

[anewwaive]

Blair wondered if this face was particularly expressive or if it just did the big, imposing kind of doofy thing. Gesturing kind of wildly for a moment, before settling on straightening the tie she wearing to avoid smacking her now too-long arms against a wall, she pointed at her body in front of her.

"Excuse me, might I ask who you are? Because you happen to be walking around in my body," she asked, frankly sounding very calm given the whole thing.

[filmstarbeauty]

For a time, all Jeremy could do was stare up at the rather tall fellow. Unbeknownest to him, one of his hands settled at the curve o' his waist. He needn't ask for clarification; Jeremy ken immediately the situation.

"Hello, Blair," he said, a pleased smile making its way to his countenance. "Serena will be looking for you. My name is Lord Jeremy Northwood. I must say, I was quite surprised to find myself as you this morning."