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the Irish Samurai
Amy squeaked at the touch, and scrambled backwards.
Wed Sep 2, 2015 16:43

But the bed didn't offer much in the way of escape. Either she'd forgotten how to understand English in her panic, or the other woman was still speaking gibberish.

"I'm sorry!" Amy glanced around frantically, but couldn't see any way out: she'd have to talk to the stranger, which was a daunting enough prospect even if she'd been in her own body. "Idontknowwhoyouam... IdontknowhoIare!"

Panic warred with confusion on her face, as she realised that she hadn't got that quite right.

It was while she was trying to work up the nerve to speak again, preferably slower this time, that she noticed the look of concern on the woman's face.

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    • Amy squeaked at the touch, and scrambled backwards. — the Irish Samurai, Wed Sep 2 16:43
      • English ? For what cause-- And then her mind sorted through the foreign words and gave her the meaning. Her mouth closed. Frowning slightly, the elleth switched to carefully pronounced English. "You... more
        • Amy shook her head vigorously. the Irish Samurai, Sat Sep 5 10:56
          "You don't look anything like my sister!" Amy said, then remembered the brief reflection she'd seen of herself. "Oh, but I don't look like me either. I mean, I'm me... but this isn't me." Amy relaxed ... more
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