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fandomtownies2008-07-19 02:24 pm
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Chilly Boulder, Late Saturday Morning
If Mohinder didn't catch sight of his reflection he could, by now, go several minutes without consciously thinking the body he was currently inhabiting wasn't technically his own. Possession and nine-tenths of the law non-withstanding.
Still, it wasn't everyday this happened - even in Fandom - and after accustoming himself to how this body moved, and avoiding a horde of pirates sallying across the street, it was a slightly scruffy Mohinder who made his way to the ice-creamery.
He'd just taken a seat, and a peach melba, wondering how his sense of taste had changed. Mohinder grinned - ice cream in the interest of science - and took up his spoon.
[Open for ice-cream!]
Still, it wasn't everyday this happened - even in Fandom - and after accustoming himself to how this body moved, and avoiding a horde of pirates sallying across the street, it was a slightly scruffy Mohinder who made his way to the ice-creamery.
He'd just taken a seat, and a peach melba, wondering how his sense of taste had changed. Mohinder grinned - ice cream in the interest of science - and took up his spoon.
[Open for ice-cream!]