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Karen Filippelli ([personal profile] callofkaren) wrote2008-08-14 08:09 pm
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[For Nick] Bodyswitch shenanigans.

So, Karen hadn't exactly enjoyed her own little trip in Han Solo's body, but it had been pretty cool once she got over the initial shock. At least from her side of it, anyway. She'd even found Nick's story about waking up with not-her a little more amusing.

It was less than amusing being on this side now, though. Waking up to someone who wasn't Nick was more disturbing than Karen could have imagined. Not that she felt bad, knowing who was in his body, it was just weird, and even moreso now that it happened twice in less than a month. But Karen couldn't think about that, otherwise she'd start to lose it, wondering every night if she'd wake up a kid again, or a guy, or whatever.

She couldn't even go out there and find Nick either, and had to settle for waiting outside her hut until he (and some other body) showed up.

[identity profile] picksthelosers.livejournal.com 2008-08-15 03:26 am (UTC)(link)
He wanted to say something, to say hey, Karen, there's an elephant following me and oh my god where's my body.

But this body, whoever she was, wanted to be mysterious.

"Perhaps," he said, a bit more smoothly than he thought he could manage. He could swear that one eyebrow arched all of its own accord.

[identity profile] picksthelosers.livejournal.com 2008-08-15 03:49 am (UTC)(link)
"Of course you can help me," Nick said, shifting his weight from foot to foot and smiling slowly at Karen.

He felt rather like he should be flipping a coin or spinning a wheel or something to decide the next move. What he really wanted was a cup of coffee and for the elephant to go somewhere else.

Nick closed his eyes for a long moment, trying to exert some sort of influence over this body that seemed to want to do nothing more than keep people guessing. It was a tough battle.

"Karen, there's an elephant after me and this lady has a bunch of psycho miniatures of everyone on the island and who is in my body?!" he finally blurted in a rush, forcing the words out before the body could reject his idea.

[identity profile] picksthelosers.livejournal.com 2008-08-15 04:04 am (UTC)(link)
Nick nodded vehemently, his newly-long hair bobbing with his movements.

"Who am I? Why is this lady some sort of weird stalker? Why is her hut filled with butterflies?" He looked a little desperately at Karen, and the body fought him every inch of the way. The body wanted poise and grace and slick tricky words. It didn't want Nick's frantic freak-out.

[identity profile] picksthelosers.livejournal.com 2008-08-15 12:40 pm (UTC)(link)
He worried his lower lip between his teeth and looked down at Karen -- okay, that didn't change any, at least -- as he tried to piece it all together.

"Am I?" he asked, perking up a little. "I didn't look." He was too busy trying to avoid the need to do things like go into the bathroom or change clothes or anything.

Which meant that he was really going to have to pee pretty soon. He didn't like that idea one bit.

[identity profile] picksthelosers.livejournal.com 2008-08-16 04:37 am (UTC)(link)
Nick sighed and shrugged his shoulders. Every move of his was graceful, which was something new for him. "I-- I guess," he said finally, sinking to sit down in front of Karen's hut. The baby elephant wandered nearby, content apparently in the fact that nothing naughty was going to happen with its owner's body.

"Well, I mean, I haven't worked out things like how I'm going to change clothes or go to the bathroom or shower or anything, but it could be a lot worse, right?" He ran a hand through his hair, a look of confusion crossing his face until he remembered that there was a lot of hair now.

[identity profile] picksthelosers.livejournal.com 2008-08-16 05:21 am (UTC)(link)
Nick grimaced (though the face didn't like that one bit); he was trying not to think about who or what had his body.

"Do I want to know?" he asked, resting one elbow on his knee and cupping his chin in his hand. "Please tell me it's not Grissom or something." He remembered a distinct lack of clothing when he and Karen had fallen asleep the night before, and really, there were some things that Nick's boss just did not need to know.

[identity profile] picksthelosers.livejournal.com 2008-08-16 10:30 pm (UTC)(link)
"Oh," Nick said, shrugging his shoulders. That was... well, it could be a lot more horrible. "Well, that's not so..." He paused. No, no it was still bad. He probably wouldn't be able to face Mayko for a little while without blushing. "No, no, that's still really awkward. Damn." Nick followed Karen's gaze, and he glared at the elephant. "It won't stop following me. Who the hell has a pet elephant?"

[identity profile] picksthelosers.livejournal.com 2008-08-17 07:45 pm (UTC)(link)
Nick leaned forward, watching as Karen went over to the elephant. Seriously, Nick couldn't think anything else other than a baby elephant? really? really really? At least the whole farm of animals hadn't followed him.

Yet.

The elephant lifted its trunk, nudging it against Karen's palm. It was a curious little thing... a curious little thing that would grow up to be enormous.

"I think it likes you," Nick said, stretching his legs out in front of him. Hey, he had great legs. Wow, look at that.