Second Floor Common Room - evening

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Rory lounged on a couch in the common room, watching The Sampsons and giggling intermittently.

Vladdie, on the other hand, was busy nosing a ball back and forth across the floor, concentrating diligently.

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Logan looked over at Rory and paled. "Oh my god, Rory," he said, standing up.

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Rory picked up her arm. "It doesn't hurt," she said, blinking. And she sort of poked the arm back into place. "That's...what the hell?"

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

Parker looked like she was trying not to gag. "Okay, that's very, very, very wrong." She took a breath. "And is it over?"

[fh_jackass]

Logan stared. "Holy Christ on a rope," he said.

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Rory wiggled her fingers.

"It seems fine."

So, naturally, she gave a quick pull on her wrist, and detached the arm again.

[fh_jackass]

Logan gagged. "Oh god," he said, putting his hand over his mouth. "That's sick."

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"That's bizarre," Rory said, also looking nauseous. "And I don't get it. What the fuck happened to me?"

[fh_jackass]

"Did you eat the cafeteria food?" Logan asked.

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"No," Rory said, shaking her head and reattaching her arm. "Just coffee and Marty's pizza."

And then because she's sometimes morbidly curious, she tried the other arm. With success.

[dorky-broots.livejournal.com]

"GAH! Don't do that! Please!" Broots felt all of the pizza coming right back up.

[upforachase.livejournal.com]

"And while we're at it, can we please do something about what is happening on the TV?" Cordy pleaded.

Except, she does it with a British accent. A perfect one.

[dorky-broots.livejournal.com]

Broots glanced back at the TV, felt a lurch in his stomach and glanced around the room for the nearest exit. "Hey, wait, why'd you grow an accent?" In times of panic, focus on ... something random.

[upforachase.livejournal.com]

"I don't have an accent," she yelled, slightly hysterical at this point.

Then she realized she did. "Um?"

[dorky-broots.livejournal.com]

Broots blinked and gripped at J.C.

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

Parker is about ready to punch the set, but the accent distracts her. "Chase? What the hell's up with the Queen Mother voice?"

[upforachase.livejournal.com]

"I can't help it!" she yelps, flailing!

"I turned into a Brit! Oh my god, I'm Giles!"

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

Parker palmed her face. "Oh, fabulous. Does anyone else sense bad mojo gone spectacularly bizarre?"

[swerval_zero]

"Are you makin' fun of the way I talk?" Except for that Zero really sounds nothing like Cordy-the-Brit.

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

Parker's eyes got big again. Yeah, she'd heard that right. "Rory, you're swearing. And going to pieces. Cut it out. Now!"

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"Literally," Rory said, curiously pulling at her left leg.

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

"Don't do that! Christ, it's worse than the porn!" Parker *did* gag this time. "What if it doesn't re-attach this time?"

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Broots was doing his best not to burst out into hysterics. Really. This is his best. The screaming is just a method of relaxation.

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And it's getting on Parker's last nerve. She walked over and slapped him, quick and sharp, although not that hard. "BROOTS! STOP PANICKING!"

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"Denmark. Definetly Denmark. What language do they speak there? Danish?" Broots whimpered. "I"m not panicking. This is normal. Because you see, girls pull their legs off every single day!"

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

"Don't make me do that again, Broots." Parker's okay with the babbling. It's not like he makes sense with sub-processors and macros half the time anyway. "It's extreme. And disturbing. But it will stop. Eventually."

And if it doesn't, she'll just move off the island, thanks.