BOOM.

[kabeleced]

So, um, Regulus Black. Yes.

Is standing at the bar after a large explosion, staring down at his hands.

What. The. Fuck.

His mind starts racing. His heart starts pounding. Okay, okay, calm down. Just your imagination.

He moves his hands to his hair to verify this. No. Something is terribly wrong.

Stares down at his clothes.

Represses a scream.

His heart is beating triple time, and he's started sweating.

Holy fuck. This can't be happening. Holy fucking CHRIST.


[more to come, no doubt, but the player is recovering from the shock as well :D]

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[anthy-rosebride.livejournal.com]

*Runs up, slightly out of breath, but beaming* Hi, have we met? I'm Anthy the heartless "ro-bot" whore. Have you seen my monkey?

[kabeleced]

Er, Regulus is shocked out of his apparent reverie.

No time to think about it. Not now. Have to act. GO.

Regulus offers Anthy a bright and shiny grin, as though the words she's said mean nothing to him at all. "Oh, uh, no! I don't think we have!"

[anthy-rosebride.livejournal.com]

Oh, well, that's a pity, yes, it's a damn shame. Got a name? I can't remember them all but it's worth a try. Hi.

[kabeleced]

Er, Regulus is tongue-tied for a long moment. He shakes his head and grins a little madly.

"Yeah. Yeah, I have a name. You can call me, um..." Think of a name, think of a name... The first one that comes to mind is the title of a book he read a few years back for English class. "Demian. Call me Demian. What's your name?"

That grin is slightly crazed. Seriously.

[anthy-rosebride.livejournal.com]

*Smiles broadly* Good morning, Demian! Nomad. Did I mention that I'm evil and a whore and I've had sex with my monkey?

*tuts* And you still haven't told me if you've seen it. I hope he hasn't been eaten.

[kabeleced]

Suddenly, Demian snaps. He starts talking hysterically...

"You're a fucking whore? What the fuck is wrong with you, coming up to me like this and telling me? I should wring your fucking little neck." His grin grows practically demonic for a second, eyes burning with a sense of...freedom.

[veryvorkosigan]

*strides across the room with Moiraine*

*Will's eyes are cold and ancient and furious*

*He has half-forgotten that he's wearing Cordelia's body; he seems taller, somehow, and very faintly glowing, an Old One towering in power*

[blue_ajah]

*She arrives with "Cordelia," glaring icily at Anthy. She is glowing brightly with a golden-white nimbus of light.*

[toddbaby.livejournal.com]

*from across the room where he's talking with Desire, "Todd" notices Moiraine and someone who seems very different than how she looks - powerful, and ancient - heading over to what he's just realized is his body*

Shit.

*He heads over quickly, hoping Desire will follow and almost smiling when he realizes he's not alone*

*to Moiraine* Lady. Moiraine Sedai. ... please don't hurt my body. Please.

[blue_ajah]

*Moiraine glances at the golden-haired boy.*

You have also switched? Which are you?

[toddbaby.livejournal.com]

*takes a deep breath, trying to calm down* I'm him. *gestures to Todd-in-Regulus*

*a pause, as he realizes what's going on* You didn't come over for me, did you?

*absently stands up straighter, keeping hold of Desire's hand, though he's relaxed slightly*

[veryvorkosigan]

...Ah. Thank you. *his gaze softens somewhat when he looks as Regulus-as-Todd, though his power does not diminish*

You had bad luck, to be switched with him.

[true_desire]

*Desire doesn't mind the hold on his hand: Now that they're standing still, Desire releases Regulus-in-Todd's hand and idly puts it about his waist.*

[true_desire]

He is Regulus Black. That one *and Desire points at the one that looks like Regulus,* is likely Todd.
I've only met him once, briefly, so I hope I've got them straight.

[veryvorkosigan]

*shoots him a sidelong glance while keeping most of his attention on "Regulus" and "Anthy"*

*"Todd" feels to him much the same as Tom and Peter; the Dark hovers around him, a lingering taint, but is no longer woven through him. This one served the Dark once, but does so no longer.*

[kabeleced]

Reg...sees this, and acts fast. He puts out a hand to Anthy, and says quickly:

"I'm sorry about that. I guess I lost my temper. How uncalled for. Let me help you up."

[anthy-rosebride.livejournal.com]

*'Anthy' normally would never take a hand up, but makes an exception*

No hard feelings, right? Right. So mote it be. Kind sir.

[blue_ajah]

*Moiraine's voice is as cold as winter ice.*

Anthy. It would appear that you have been busy this evening.

[anthy-rosebride.livejournal.com]

*Squeaks* That's the kind of...busybody I am.

[kabeleced]

"Right."

Once Demian, now Reg offers her a very tight, very forced smile. He pats her on the head.

Shit.

[anthy-rosebride.livejournal.com]

*Smiles blissfully, contemplating the ways in which she will punish Reg for that pat later*

[veryvorkosigan]

*glares at them both*

*Both of them stink of the Dark to him -- humans, both of them, not lords of the Dark, but they have served it and serve it with all that is in them. Servants of the Dark or willing tools of it; the two are much the same, and one often leads to the other.*

*icily, in greeting* Regulus. Anthy.

[kabeleced]

'Regulus' continues to smile tightly. Oh. Is that my name. Fucking stupid-sounding. Figures.

"Hi," he greets. Friendly. Yup.

[gryffindorstag.livejournal.com]

*still feeling responsible for not being able to cure Will and Cordelia, he follows Moiraine and Will across the room*

*raises an eyebrow at the sound of 'Regulus's' formal language. Regulus never spoke that way at school.*

*mildly* What's your last name? And what house were you in?

[anthy-rosebride.livejournal.com]

*Brightly* Good evening.