on the fifth night of Christmas, my true love gave to me... a body-swap for two spectacular!

[pointwoman.livejournal.com]

[When Arthur woke up this morning, she was going to have a normal day (or, at least, as normal as her days get anymore). She was going to have a cup of coffee, read the newspaper, look into a potential job offer, and then maybe drop in on the Plane for a minute to see if it's magically started to make more sense anymore.

It hasn't. Actually, it makes less sense now, because everything feels off. Her center of gravity has shifted, she's wearing new clothes, the plane looks weirdly smaller, and just... everything.] What the - [And then she turns her head, because that was definitely Cobb voicing her thoughts. Where the hell is he?] Dom?

[...Wait. No. That's not right. That's still his voice, but no Cobb. And then she looks down. That was probably a mistake.]

[Cobb's day had started out normal. Wake up with the kids, get them and himself fed. Watch a bit of news and then take them to their grandfather. After all, Miles had said something about watching them while he went off to do the whole job thing. Something he had fun doing, not that he needed to, after dropping off the kids.

Deciding that a change of scenery was in order, he decided to drop into the Plane. When he did everything seemed... well, different. More... oh, he definitely didn't feel right.] What is-- [That was NOT his voice, it was her voice.] Arthur? [Why would she be? That's when he looked down and couldn't help but stare... What the hell was going on?!]

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[pointwoman.livejournal.com]

Dom?

[extract-themind.livejournal.com]

[Eventually he hears his own voice and looks up, staring. He moves toward his own body and whoa... that's a mistake. Trying to walk around in a woman's body, not as easy as it looked.]

Arthur?

[Wait, that wasn't...]

[pointwoman.livejournal.com]

You should kick off my heels before you fall over.

[extract-themind.livejournal.com]

Are we sure I won't fall over anyway?

[However, he does reach down and pull off those heels. He doesn't want to fall on his face.]

[pointwoman.livejournal.com]

No, but there's no use making it harder for you.

[extract-themind.livejournal.com]

[Unfortunately Dom cannot do the same. He's got a pair of heels in one hand and we're pretty sure that the outfit just doesn't do for him. Then again he had walked out of his home in a suit, so it might.]

How're you...?

[Holding up]

[pointwoman.livejournal.com]

This is completely insane.

[extract-themind.livejournal.com]

You're right, it is. When I showed up here this was the last thing I expected.

[Lets just hope Cobb doesn't run into anyone Arthur knows.]

[pointwoman.livejournal.com]

So what the hell do we do now?

[extract-themind.livejournal.com]

[He shakes his head] Stick close and hope like hell no one decides to bother us.

[pointwoman.livejournal.com]

And if we stay like this?

[extract-themind.livejournal.com]

...What?

[He hadn't even thought of the Plane doing that. That wasn't a reassuring thought at all. Then again he had been a puppy for a while...]

[pointwoman.livejournal.com]

What happens if this lasts longer than a day?

[extract-themind.livejournal.com]

Hide?

[Dominic Cobb did NOT hide from anything.]

[pointwoman.livejournal.com]

Hide from what? Ourselves?

[extract-themind.livejournal.com]

Point taken. We can't exactly hide from ourselves, not really.

[pointwoman.livejournal.com]

And I'm not exactly looking forward to what happens when we need to -

[extract-themind.livejournal.com]

As nice as it would be... this isn't exactly...

[He's not looking forward to it either.]

[pointwoman.livejournal.com]

- Maybe we'll switch back.

[extract-themind.livejournal.com]

More like we need to switch back.

[For the sake of his children. Along with her sanity and his own.]

[pointwoman.livejournal.com]

How?

[extract-themind.livejournal.com]

[He runs fingers through his, no... her hair.] You're asking the wrong person.

[pointwoman.livejournal.com]

We'll have to figure something out.

[extract-themind.livejournal.com]

Is there anyone that would know what to do?

[pointwoman.livejournal.com]

Not that I'm aware of.