03 | [Action/Video]

[cop_an_attitude]

May 26th, Action

[Sally's horoscope predicts rotten luck, and rotten luck she shall have. In spades. Losing things, putting shirts on backwards, tripping, dropping stuff, and generally failing to get absolutely anything right. If you approach her, she will probably step on your foot by accident. If you talk to her, she'll say the wrong thing without meaning to.

Until the end of the 29th, you can find her around town trying to stay as much out of everyone's way as physically possible. And hating life. A lot.]

May 30th, Video

[Once she gets her journal propped against the nightstand and sets it to record, Sally stands back and stares at the camera. Behind her, the bottom of a bedskirt is visible, along with a dust bunny that could take her in a fight. Now roughly six inches tall, she holds position for a moment, as though daring anyone to make anything of it.]

Right. ...Right. You know, when I moved onto the seventh floor, I reckoned all the stairs would give me a bit of a workout in the mornings. I didn't take into account that I might end up trapped in my flat because the stairs are now comparable to bloody Mount Everest.

I hate to ask, but is anyone available to give me a lift? I haven't eaten today because I haven't worked out how to open the fridge or get up onto the kitchen counter, and I'm not at home to Mr. Lunacy until after breakfast.

[And right before she closes the book, she remembers:] Thanks.

June 3rd, Action

[Back to her regular size now, Sally is still...different. She wouldn't dream of arguing or disagreeing right now; in fact, she's unlikely to even introduce herself. Until the 5th, you can find her holed up in her room, wandering the less civilized areas of Luceti, or keeping her head down in the library, because animals and books are a lot less scary than people.]

Comments

[Video] May 30th

[evildoorstop]

[A skull that looks strangely concerned appears over the feed.]

I'm sorry to hear that. I have the horrible misfortune of being unable to get around without help as well. It's a curse! A terrible curse. If there's anything I can do to help, I'd like to.

[And suddenly words float over his head.] Bwahaha! Size does matter!

Re: [Video] May 30th

[cop_an_attitude]

[A skull.

A talking skull.

With the thought bubbles.

Snarky thought bubbles.

Oh lord.]

Yeah, very funny. Keep in mind that when this wears off, and it will wear off [or so help her], I'll be the right size and I'll have legs.

[Video] May 30th

[evildoorstop]

I'm glad to hear it! How dare you-ahem, there's nothing funny about this. I know the terrible feeling of utter helplessness...not that I'm saying you're helpless! But, it can be so difficult.

You have legs now and soon I'm sure you'll have big legs again and you can stride around as a proper sized mortal once more!

Re: [Video] May 30th

[cop_an_attitude]

[Sally is no longer entirely sure whether she's being made fun of. So.]

...Who are you?

[Video] May 30th

[evildoorstop]

I am Murray, the mighty helpful skull! And who are you fine lady?

[Though bubble:] Ha, fine, she's so tiny!

Re: [Video] May 30th

[cop_an_attitude]

Sally Donovan. And yes, I'm a bit shorter than I usually am, at the moment. Trust me when I say it's not funny at all from this end.

[video]

[truthin_bones]

[If it weren't for the video, Brennan would have an extremely difficult time believing Sally's claim. Even with the video, she... is very much doubting her eyes. She shakes her head, unable to even begin to postulate how this might have happened.

Rationally. Magic is not an acceptable excuse.]

Sergeant Donovan?

Re: [video]

[cop_an_attitude]

[Sally completely understands any level of disbelief or skepticism anyone may have. She hardly believes this herself. Unfortunately, the situation has proven pretty true.]

Doctor Brennan. ...I know. But it's really me, and I'm really - [a pause as she tries to estimate] - about...half a foot tall. I've no idea what happened, or how. I'm more interested in changing back than I am in finding out what went wrong.

[video]

[truthin_bones]

I... cannot fault you for that desire. I would want very much the same.

Do you know how this happened?

Re: [video]

[cop_an_attitude]

I just woke up like this - about an hour earlier than I usually do, and most of the rest of the bed was still warm, so maybe it woke me up when it happened. I'm really not sure.

[video]

[truthin_bones]

...would it be acceptable if I stopped by? I have never heard of, let alone experienced, anything like this before.

Re: [video]

[cop_an_attitude]

By all means, although if you do, I hope you won't mind if I make you get me a glass of water. Or a...thimble, maybe.

[video, may 30th]

[ohmythor]

... Sally?

[ WOW what happened to her. Not that Jane can talk, stuck in that ridiculous pink monstrosity as she is. ]

Re: [video, may 30th]

[cop_an_attitude]

...Hi, Jane.

[It is just not worth questioning the outfit. Not under these circumstances.]

[video, may 30th]

[ohmythor]

.... Iiii'm not going to ask. If you still need that lift, I'd be happy to help out.

Re: [video, may 30th]

[cop_an_attitude]

Thank you for not asking, because I'd have no idea what to tell you.

...And if you're free, I'd appreciate it. They really don't make housing suitable for people the size of Barbie dolls.

[video, may 30th]

[ohmythor]

Sure. I need something better to do than sit around and contemplate how hideous this thing I'm wearing is, anyway. [ With some humor. ]

Seventh floor of what building?

May 28th - action

[notquiteheartless]

[Sherlock is still blissfully unaffected by the strange goings on, but he's taken note of them via the Journal entries.

He's kept a separate written log on all he's seen and heard. He'll discuss it with Temperance later, once he's got a few theories about how the Malnosso induce these mass oddities.

At present, he's in the cafe. It's not Angelo's, but he's taken to claiming the window-side table and looking out it while thinking.

His fresh, hot coffee is steaming in a mug in front of him.]

Re: May 28th - action

[cop_an_attitude]

[Sally tried to make coffee in her kitchen, so as not to inflict herself upon others, and subsequently broke the coffee maker. And no force in the universe can make Sally Donovan go through a day like this without coffee.

So, to the cafe.

And when she inevitably trips sideways, slams into a table, and knocks a coffee onto an innocent bystander, she's too busy frantically trying to right the table and apologize to notice who her victim is.

Then she does notice, and...yeah. Bad luck doesn't begin to cover it.

When she speaks, her voice and posture are mortified and small.]

...You might be surprised to know I didn't mean to do that.

[notquiteheartless]

[His hand takes the brunt of the consequences.

His observations and reflexes are fast, but he cannot wholly stop the upsetting of the mug. (Why, really, is it so hard to have small china cups?) He does divert the fall. It goes away from him, but the hot liquid covers his hand. He's been in worse pain, of course. But it's unexpected.

Minor burns. Very minor.

As he dries his hand, he looks at Sally. From her reaction and expression, it truly was unintentional.]

I wouldn't expect any member of Scotland Yard to purposefully waste a cup of coffee.

[Closest he'll come to a polite "I accept your apology" or "Don't worry about it."]

[cop_an_attitude]

It's been like this since Saturday. There was a horoscope in my journal that...well, basically it said I was going to have terrible luck. I keep losing things and oversleeping and...well, this...

[She puts her face in her hands and makes an exasperated noise. Juuust great. Bad enough that she's been making a fool of herself for days, but now in front of Mr. High And Mighty. Bad luck indeed.]

The point is that I'm sorry about this. How's your hand?

[notquiteheartless]

[See that look, Sally?

That look is completely unimpressed by your "horoscope" explanation. Really, Sally? Really? You're putting stock in horoscopes now? He thought better of you than that.

But. Well.]

I'll live. Your concern is touching, though.

[Is he mocking her? ...Yes.

But when isn't he?]

[Action] | June 3rd... if that's okay?

[semper_cogitans]

[A certain scientist accompanied by colourful thoughts is, himself, trying to get away a little. Spending some time in the library for some distance from his less-than-friendly partner seems like a good idea right now.

In the process, of course, he nearly knocks into Sally at one of the tables - he's so distracted by his thoughts, which are plainly visible as complex jumbles of mathematical notation interspersed with a few almost musing sentences - "Why does he need to be so criticizing...?" or "What does Daisy think of me now?" -

... And then the most recent one:]

A stranger is here? Why today of all days...?

...

Ah... e-excuse me, I... I was n-not paying attention...

[He backs away uncomfortably, the thought bubble above him moving with his steps.]

Re: [Action] | June 3rd is fine :)

[cop_an_attitude]

[Sally has similar "agh, stranger" thoughts, even if you can't see them. She jumps back and clutches her book to her like a shield.

Oh, great. He has thought bubbles, and if they're anything to go by, he hates her already.]

Oh, no, it's...it's all my fault. I-I'm sorry.

[Action] | ...Then I ended up taking forever. I am so sorry, ffff.

[semper_cogitans]

[... Oh, no, that wasn't what he meant...]

Wish I could tell what zie thought; why are people so hard to read?

N-No, it is... f-fine, I just... So distracted; it's unprofessional - I was n-not paying attention...

[Wincing away a little now.]