My New Life: Angela Keys

troy_xavier: you probably would have been more fun
troy_xavier: Mmmm especially with that body..wow
morthien: oh really? *looks self over*
troy_xavier: Mmm yeah
morthien: wow not bad, wonder how I ended up like this. *looks around*
troy_xavier: You seem to be in a taxi
morthien: hmm *looks in purse for an ID* this is different
troy_xavier: You seem to be Angela Keys, age 23
morthien: hmm not bad... *looks through the purse a bit then around* ummm where did I ask to go?
troy_xavier: Mmmm to the hospital, Miss
troy_xavier: Your purse is just typical...nothing exciting
morthien: oh ok.. *looks self over, wondering why she was going to the hospital*
troy_xavier: You arrive at the hospital
troy_xavier: a very vague thought is you are visiting your mother who had an operation
morthien: *take the money out to hand it to the driver* thank you *slight smile*
troy_xavier: he gives you a seemingly knowing wink, smiles, says you're welcome and heads off
morthien: *watches him drive off, then starts in* well I guess need to go see my mom. *glances at what I'm wearing*
troy_xavier: You're wearing blue jeans and a black blouse, tennis shoes, socks
morthien: *enter the hospital*
troy_xavier: you get there, it's a hospital..there's a large desk in front of you
morthien: *glances at my hands as I walk over to the desk*
troy_xavier: long red nails, otherwise normal..smooth
morthien: yes I'm Angela Keys, I'm here to see my mother. *I tell the person at the desk*
troy_xavier: Oh yes...room 412
morthien: Ok thank you. *smiles and glances around for the elevator*
troy_xavier: you see one at the end of the hall
morthien: *walk over to the elevator, a bit unsure about all of this being I don't know just how I ended up in this body*
troy_xavier: you get to the elevator, there's 5 floors plus a basement
morthien: *push the button for 4*
troy_xavier: you do so...you can't remember any reason for swapping..it just seems random
troy_xavier: you get out on the fourth floor
morthien: *look around for where 412 is*
troy_xavier: there's 401...next is 402 then 403
morthien: *keeps walking, unless I find an arrow pointing me in another direction*
troy_xavier: nope
troy_xavier: you find 412
troy_xavier: Inside is an older woman and an older man sits in a chair next to her. Come in, honey says the man
morthien: ok.. *slowly enter wishing I knew who they were* how is she?
troy_xavier: She's doing fine...the hip replacement surgery went well
morthien: that is good. *smiles*
troy_xavier: yes
morthien: do you two want to take a break, I can stay with my mom for awhile.
troy_xavier: Mmm sure, that's nice
morthien: least I can do..

troy_xavier: They leave and you are alone with her
morthien: *take a seat and look my new mom over, to see if she is awake*
troy_xavier: she's asleep
morthien: *look to see if there is something to read while I try and see if I can recall anything else about my new self*
troy_xavier: You see a couple magazines
morthien: *pick one up*
morthien: *glancing self over* this is going to take some getting use to *wondering at how I feel*
troy_xavier: It's a women's fashion magazine
troy_xavier: you feel a bit nervous, a bit happy, a bit apprehensive
morthien: *wonders what I'm nervous and apprehensive about and a bit confused at how I feel happy being in a strangers body*
morthien: *casually flip through the magazine to see if anything catches my eye*
troy_xavier: *that your mom will be okay, and that no one will find out you're not who you seem to be*
morthien: *sit there contently flipping through the magazine*
troy_xavier: you find it surprisingly interesting
morthien: ok this is weird.. *unsure of my interest in the magazine*
troy_xavier: you don't know...it seems you have a few of the interests and memories of the previous owner of the body
morthien: *try to remember some vital info about her*
troy_xavier: you graduated from college a year ago, you work as a legal secretary, and you're going to law school next spring
morthien: hmm not bad..
troy_xavier: not bad at all
morthien: well I hope you like where you ended up Angela..*I say softly to myself*

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