#earthrunes

(Day after samhain, PBEM Related)

Zara might feel very odd indeed as Leo slides closer to her yet "He's probably snapped back already, and you know our agreement, you and he come first. If he comes in her and tells me wants to bounce JUST you against the headboard, or wants one of us bouncing on his Lance while the other gets that lovely scribe's tongue to work, or... whatever, we'll work it out. Cordy, are you feeling okay? You seem a bit..."

Then there's a knock at the door "Breakfast, shall I leave it outside?"

"Oh, bring it in. The bed is too soft to leave just yet." Zara-del declares.

And it IS so comfortable.

Charity comes in only lightly blushjing, carrying the tray full of rich breakfast pastries

"Coradel's" eyes search the treat, hopeful for something.

"Thank you, Charity. It looks... ah.. scrumptious."

Tiny little professioanl level waffles with strawberries and cream. It's so sweet looking, not a bit of rot or decay

Tea?

Why would you want tea? A warm coffee mocha latte!

Charity might note a flicker of disappointment.

"Well, they're almost too pretty to eat. Leo, you try one?" She picks up a berry, swirls it in cream, and offers it to the 'other' Fiona.

Leo tilts her head and suckles the berry right out of Zara's hand. Is this what it's like for Coradel? Decadence with every breath?

Charity does notice something "is.. everything all right, Baroness?"

"Could I perhaps beg a cup of tea? Ah.. Jasmine, perhaps?" Jasmine is decadent, right!?

"If you prefer, but do try the breakfast it's.. tasty" A blush and a worried look for just a moment from Charity, as if she reads something into this beyond tea needs . She curtseyss and slips away

"I'll vouch for that" The Fiona finishes savoring the berry "Seriously, Coradel, dig in"

She cautiously picks up a tiny waffle and braces herself.

It's delicious! So... sweet, so unwholesemley fresh! The berries the cream... her tastebuds, make that Coradel's taste buds, Dance!

"Oh!" Surprised.

"I know , right? Reallly good this morning" Leo says

"Very much so." She offers Leo another berry. Leo eating means no kissing! Though... oh dear, the way the Fiona licks the cream from 'Coradel's' fingertips might almost be more scandalous than a kiss.

Oh this is ... ah, yes, this will be a Shanda. However it unfolds unless fortune is VERY kind

"We should seek August..."

"I understand" She says "SOmetimes a bi just wants to make sure she can handle a stick"

"Oh.. ah.. aye?" Pink, but agreement.

And Zara realizses her senses have truly failed her, damn these lovely but USELESS eyes

as a small knife is now at her throat, held by Leonora "Who the hell are you? For real?"

"Oh Aye? Acting like you've never tasted this before? We really should get August instead of something like 'you know what would be more fun'? Whoever you are, you picked the wrong woman , my FRIEND, to try to replace"

God, Leonora is gorgeous even when, especially when furious

FRIGHT is not Fiona!

She tries to squirm away, hissing.

And she can't.. squirm "HEY, sputtercat..." Leonora says "I'm not kidding. WHo are you? Or do I need to call for the guards, because Oswald is feeling a bit dark sidey sith"

"Nay. Nay, harm her not, I believe this is Coradel's true body..."

"Aught has gone awry, I know not what spell this is..." Almost babbling, with the knife at her throat.

A stop and... "Zara?" The knife vanishes "Zara is that you? Oh geez..."

She gasps in relief, hands to her throat. "Aye. Tis."

"I'm sorry" And she seems to mean it "I know you would never hurt Coradel. And if you say you don't know what this spell is you mean it. I thought it was some balor who..well, we BOTH have opinions on Balor"

Zara-del nods. "I did not wish to... I.. I wished to figure out what was happening, without a shanda, nu?"

"I am not so skilled an actress, not in such intimacy."

"When you're used to stealth over thespianism, you aren't given many speaking lines. Look, it's been while, but I remember when I was a fledge and you helped me ou. We'll get you through this, and get Coradel back. Now, have you used a cantrip on yourself? A cantrip on THIS magic?"

"What kind of magic is this? It may have been a treasure... soothsay could do this, but twould be a most capricious and powerful manifestation. I.. did I do this a'purpose?"

A pause. "Do I have my magic now, or hers?"

"I.. I don't know. I go pew pew" She says

Zara-del closes her eyes, and tries to focus her magical senses.

And finds... yes, she's under a powerful happening... possibly a cantrip, possibly a curse. She knows the same arts she knows in her own body, but it may be trickier than usued to, the mein she is into now isn't used to the arts she has.. how odd... that means that the form DOES influence the function

"I... mayhaps Coradel is in my body? Perhaps simply locating her can undo this."

"YOu touch and pop back? Could be that easy"

"It could." Unspoken, but implied - it also couldn't.

"Okay, this is one mixed up samhain"