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[othersdie]

[Justin wakes up in a place that is definitely not his room. This, however, is a thing that he notices only after the initial wave of agonizing pain subsides. Looking at the video feed, a careful observer will notice that this doesn't look like Justin. There's something different about the face, the hair...]

What...

[He's in the Welcome Center in one of the guest beds. Therefore, it shouldn't be much of a surprise that Penny's voice can be heard in the background.]

Jimmy? Do you need more medicine?

I don't-- [Oh. Oh. Realization dawns--and is immediately derailed by pain. What the hell did Jimmy do?] Yes. Please.

Just give me a minute, okay?

Thanks.

[He notices the device's recording light. With a sigh that becomes a groan as moving proves to be a bad idea, Justin grabs the device. Before turning it off--]

Jimmy. I have something that belongs to you.


[ooc: Most pointless bodyswap of all time! Jimmy and Justin have swapped, Jimmy was clever enough to let House do a painful surgical procedure, and purple is Penny. Replies will come from ohcurses 

TRIGGER WARNING for the thread involving Carla.]

Comments

[ohcurses]

I'm not Jimmy. I wouldn't know where he put it.

[vicodincrutch]

Who're you and why don't you have enough sense to ask him?

Check the bathroom cabinet. The nightstand. Pockets.

[ohcurses]

Justin Pendleton, and I wasn't aware of the pamphlet's existence.

[vicodincrutch]

Justin.

[Wait. It's ringing a bell. Except he's already broody and pouty lipped. Oh. Awkward. No wonder that Jimmy seemed familiar.]

There is a pamphlet. He's also supposed to be going to physical therapy. Removing a foreign object from considerable scar tissue isn't anyone's walk in the park.

[ohcurses]

We've met.

I don't see a pamphlet...

[vicodincrutch]

And so we meet again.

[With more peculiar circumstances.]

Forget it. Long story short City General go to the front desk someone will be able to get that bag of prohibition era bones to some physical therapy sessions Monday through Friday if he wants to have a chance at walking properly.

[ohcurses]

I'll write that down. Maybe the owner of this body will follow your instructions once he gets it back.

[vicodincrutch]

I don't know if he can read. The pamphlet didn't get the point across.

[ohcurses]

I don't think that the problem is a matter of literacy.