.021 | Voice.

That was interesting, to say the least.  The part where my body wasn't really my own was pretty disconcerting at first, but other than that... 
 
I wouldn't go so far as to call it 'fun', but it was a change of pace.  Funny how the ordinary can be so unexpected here.  Throw us into the middle of a warzone, set a dragon loose, hit us with an invasion, and I don't think a lot of people here would bat an eyelash.  Put us in suburbia and tell us to blend in, go to work, pay the bills, and suddenly we don't know what to do. 
 
By the way, Capa, I couldn't have asked for a better husband. [YES, ARTHUR CAN TEASE PEOPLE SOMETIMES.] And I'm sorry for subjecting you guys to family dinners. 
 
[Pause.  Moving on.]
 
In other news, in case you were wondering: Dionysus isn't on the Barge anymore.
 
[Private to Eames]
I don't know how you do it.  Forging, slipping into someone else's skin. I have to admit, I've got a newfound appreciation for what you do.
 
[OOC: I KNOW I OWE BACKDATED PORT TAGS.  The muse just sorta got away from me for a bit. I've had a case of writers' block something fierce.]