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[sign-seeker.livejournal.com]

Will - it is Will, isn't it? - stalks from the bar into the center of the floor, a determined glint in his eyes. He's dragging Cordelia (is that Cordelia? something about her doesn't look right) after him by the hand. He takes a deep breath, and shouts to the bar at large, at the top of his lungs:

Is there a wizard in the house?

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[veryvorkosigan]

*winces and puts his free hand to his ear*

[blue_ajah]

*Moiraine crosses the floor from the stairs, where she has just come in.*

Will. Cordelia. Is something the matter?

[sign-seeker.livejournal.com]

You could say that.

[veryvorkosigan]

*resignedly*

Hullo, Moiraine. It's Will.

[blue_ajah]

*Her eyes widen, and she looks cautiously from one to the other.*

... Will?

[sign-seeker.livejournal.com]

Just so.

*His voice is ... different. Not the same sort of different it gets when he takes on the Old One aspect; it does sound older, but not quite that old. And the accent has ... flattened.*

That's Will. I'm Cordelia. We seem to've switched bodies, and it wasn't our idea.

[sergeant-ozzer.livejournal.com]

"Excuse me, I'm not certain I heard you right - did you say 'switched bodies'?"

[veryvorkosigan]

Yeah.

I don't suppose you have any idea of how to fix this?

[gryffindorstag.livejournal.com]

Before we start mixing magics from different worlds--what happened right before you switched?

[veryvorkosigan]

She had a bite of my curry?

*shrugs*

I didn't feel any spell directed against us. I think I would have. But I can't be certain. I don't know this magic at all. It doesn't fit, it doesn't tell me anything.

[sign-seeker.livejournal.com]

We were ... at the bar. Will was eating curry, I was drinking iced tea. I had a bite of Will's curry. Then the plate exploded, and ... *flaps a hand from himself to Cordelia* This.

[blue_ajah]

*Moiraine glows with a nimbus of light, and looks intently at Will, then at Cordelia. The light fades.*

How very remarkable. It does not appear to be an illusion...

[mnt_raph]

*Turns from conversations at the bar to the announcement*
That don't sound good.

[leplusbeau]

*from the bar*

...er? Que? Are you dying? If not, can I drink my beer?

[veryvorkosigan]

*surprised into laughing a little*

Not dying.

Just... very confused.

Do you know anything about... well, bodyswitching spells?

[leplusbeau]

Body switching?

*thinks*

What made you switch? If it waz a hex, maybe I can help.

[veryvorkosigan]

*shrugs helplessly*

If I had any idea, I wouldn't be so confused.

[jcrichton.livejournal.com]

Crichton, sitting next to Fleur at the bar, turns to her. "Fleur..."

[leplusbeau]

What? What did I do? *turns her attention back to the bar*

[jcrichton.livejournal.com]

"No, nothing. I just feel... you have your own problems to deal with right now." He gestures towards the note (http://www.livejournal.com/users/the_woodpecker/1890.html?mode=reply).

[ookookook.livejournal.com]

*Walks over, looking rather awkward with his body shape, and with a harrowed expression.*

Ook. Ooook ook eeek.
Blast, I forgot.
*Is about to rub his... where his bald patch should be, but stops.*

[mr-wentworth.livejournal.com]

I - it - means that we - we swi.. switched.

[veryvorkosigan]

Yes. *half-smile* *by this point of the night, he's beyond being surprised that an orangutan was involved, too*

So did Cordelia and I (*indicates her -- his own body -- whatever*), and Glorfindel and... er... him. *indicates Mr. B*

We don't know how it happened, I'm afraid, except that the curry caused the swop. No one yet has figured out how to reverse it.

[mr-wentworth.livejournal.com]

I - I saw - I - An..th..y. Anthy. With the - the curry. out of the kit-chen and to the - the bar. Anthy is... is with Reg-gul-us. over there.

[ookookook.livejournal.com]

Who made the curry? Perhaps they know who put the spell on it?
Ook... Ook.
*Scratches head absently.*