[Kenzaki] Watching the action

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Who: Kenzaki (in Miho's Body)
Where: The cafeteria and thereabouts
When: Nearly noon (about six hours after Who Da Man)
Invited: Anyone in the area
Status: Incomplete


Kenzaki hadn't much clue as to what was going on, except for occasional statements that he understood or were translated for him. Miho's body felt odd, as if everything was sharper and stranger. He hoped that the others would figure it out soon; he was wanting to go on patrol that evening, and he felt far more comfortable if he was doing it in his own body and the ability to use Scarab Undead's form.

He yawned. This was not exciting. He preferred being useful, but he couldn't here. He stepped away, walking into the hallway to exercise his legs a little. He didn't want to go far, but things were a bit crowded.

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[Kenzaki]

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Kenzaki found himself blushing a little, for no good reason. "I... absorb energy. Apparently I can eat, but my digestive system is... decorative?" He took a moment to try to remember what they'd said. "It doesn't do me any good."

He looked up at the noise at the door. "Sukotto-san?" he asked quietly and generally. Though it might not be Sukotto-san, given what had happened recently.

(OOC: He's reacting to House's entrance.)

[Miho]

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Miho was about to ask Kenzaki something, when a really raucous singing reached her/Kenzaki's sensitive ears. She shivered, wishing the man could hold a tune at least a little. Looking up at him, she wondered who he was, but of course had had little introduction to any of the people here.

Kenzaki seemed to know him, though. So that was good enough for Miho. Standing, she bowed in the respectful mannoer of all Japanese being introduced for the first time.

[House] ...I'm her eighth old man!

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The quiet voice wasn't what triggered House to cease his singing, certainly. Who could hear the question over the sound of his own voice. It was the quizzical expression that the young Japanese lad wore, followed by the oh-so-very-polite bow. Obeissance, it would be were it back in Japan, he knew.

"Nope. Dr. House... in this young, healthy... and very noisy body; not sure how he handles it. Just back from a jog." The medico in Scott's body doesn't really break stride, nor does he stop his chanson for long, as he continues to head down the corridor towards the bathroom. A quick shower, then perhaps a bite to eat...

"She wouldn't have a Willy or a Sam!"

He didn't get more than a couple steps away from the pair, however, before he tripped on.. a flat floor?, and stumbled, holding a hand out for the wall to keep himself from going down, and the pain, the aches, all came flooding back into him, and he was elsewhere for a moment, falling to the ground in the suddenness of it.

In a split second, however, his contact with his own body was once again severed, and he found himself in the corridor, looking out from Scott's form. He had to take a deep, full breath to even try to begin to clear his eyes, his head was a lost cause. "Or maybe I'll lie down..."

[Kenzaki]

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Kenzaki was listening to Sukotto-san talk, things he couldn't understand, before he suddenly blinked...

... and was looking at a girl...

... and then blinked again, and he was back in Miho's body.

He didn't get a chance to say anything about it, however, before Sukotto-san lost his balance. He was instantly up, forgetting what body he was in, reaching to support the man.

(OOC: Miho is stronger than Kenzaki's expecting, even with her warning, so House might be off balance for a few seconds while he tries to 'help'.)

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[tweets.livejournal.com]

Miho is opting to be quiet, so waiting for House's response.

[House]

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House was feeling a little more than dizzy, as the onrush of emotions come through, thanks to his inability to pick up the tune immediately after the swap/reswap. His legs buckled under him, and with Kenzaki's help... in Miho's body? he was heaved, effectively, back to his feet, though unsteadily.

"Lie down... Just the thing. I'll... just get to my room, close my eyes, and maybe all this will go away, and I'll wake up back in Jersey." Everyone had a point at which they broke, and while Greg was strong, the whole 'alien', 'temporal physics', weird deserted island was really beginning to get to him.

Fear. Anger. Lust...

"In the jungle, the mighty jungle..." It was an attempt, and as Greg-in-Scott's body nodded to Miho.. er.. Kenzaki-in-Miho's body, he took a step forward to get off his feet and to his room.

"Home, James."