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Syd(ney) Barrett (_donttouch) wrote,

You don’t go switching other people’s bodies all willy nilly either. Syd stared blankly for a moment, which might have been a bit more intimidating coming from a not-petite version of her, but Rudy looked unfazed. And like he was going to say something about that too. “No way.” Sydney-David pointed a finger at the Oliver-type, not at all upset – she knew he couldn’t help it any more than she could help it when she was David – but still! None of that, thanks.

He lifted his hands in surrender, amused. “I promise I’m not trying. I suppose singing might come in handy.” Whether he meant that he would be singing in his head or Sydney should sing so that he only heard the lyrics, he didn’t elaborate. Ptonomy groaned, the put-out expression dangerously close to the Disappointed Look she and David had been taking about earlier; there he was without any type of protection at all! Rudy reached out, patting the other man’s – woman’s – knee. “There, there, dear.” Dry humor between the two men, since they were in the married couple’s bodies.

Syd squeezed his-her hand back, taken aback by the feeling. It was similar, but still rather different, which was funny. Backwards, but in a good way. She didn’t let go, only moved them so they were tangling between the both of them, and snorted a little. An area of effect was the last thing she was expecting. A lopsided smile appeared, tilting half of their mouth, and she was about to say as much when attention shifted to Kerry’s voice, Cary’s words.

“Is it strange that I’m not used to my own ability on other people?” Because Science Speak out of the visually younger Loudermilk was just odd. Her free hand went to move to the ends of her hair, but there was no hair on her shoulder. So back up it went, ruffling through once more. David and Oliver were right; the best, and really only, thing they could do was wait it out. She felt bad for Melanie, though. The nicest Christmas present ever.

Laughing quietly, because there wasn’t much else she could, Syd sighed and nodded. “Okay.” Looking over everyone, she shifted a little. “Things are going to be a little fishbowl the first ten minutes or so. And objects will be closer or further than they appear.” Cary and Kerry probably wouldn’t have too much of a problem, but the others were going to be a bit like fawns learning how to walk while doing simple things. Which actually would probably be a bit amusing.