[Voice Testing New Muse]

[dr_pretty_boy]

Mundane? Is that right? That's a little self-demeaning, wouldn't you say?

mun-dane: 1) Lacking interest or excitement; dull; common; ordinary; banal; unimaginative.

I think the fact that I'm here at all would counter at least one of those descriptors, wouldn't you say? And as for the rest, I've been in this..headspace? now for more then a few days, and while I will admit you aren't a particularl-

Oh.

Right. There was a topic, wasn't there?

Umm, I'm not entirely convinced that this is such a good idea, Miss Mundane. Not the 'restarting from canon start' aspect-no, I'm actually quite looking forward to that, but more along the 'being in someone else's headspace at all' aspect. You occasionally have problems sorting your own thoughts out, do you really need mine as well? Not that I'm saying you won't do a good job! I'm just...wary.

And this particular log-in name isn't exactly inspiring confidence.

Or the fascination you seem to have with my unit directer's backside...

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[wealldosillythings]

Maybe she just means your log-in name as a compliment? [Molly's the optimistic sort]

[dr_pretty_boy]

[Optimism is usually a trait of his, as well...but he's been trying to get out from under that name for years now.]

It's a nickname a co-worker of mine gave me. It's not something I'm usually bothered by, but it isn't something I want to be publicly labeled as, either.

Err...hi. Dr. Spencer Reid.

[Have a tentative handshake, Molly]

[wealldosillythings]

Well, I suppose I can understand that. I definitely wouldn't want the public knowing any of my nicknames...

Molly Hooper! [She grins brightly, shaking his hand.] Pleased to meet you, Dr. Reid. Are you in medicine or...?

Of course Reid would attract a god of madness

[cheese_for_everyone]

Well now aren't you fun?

[dr_pretty_boy]

I'm sure there aren't very many people at all who would enjoy having their nicknames paraded around for the public.

[But he was smiling now, surprisingly thin hands gripping hers before he retreated to run those fingers through his hair.]

The pleasure is mine, Ms. Hooper. And no, I actually have three PhD's, but none of them are in medicine. What about you? Are you in the health care field?

Of course. XD

[dr_pretty_boy]

[Have a long, slow blink. Because he was fairly certain that his mun was taking him from before he was high off his mind....]

..excuse me?

[cheese_for_everyone]

You're so desperately trying to seem like something you aren't that you take it to extremes in the other direction. It's a pretty good show when those two things; what you are and what you want people to think you are rage against each other.

Even I never thought of a situation like that! At least not yet.

[dr_pretty_boy]

..Actually, that is a pretty common behavioral pattern within certain circles. The nature of man versus the nurture of a man versus his demeanor is not only portrayed in everyday life, but also in several works of fiction.

Have we met?

[cheese_for_everyone]

In a sense. You could say I'm an old friend of your mother's.

[dr_pretty_boy]

[Oh, that earned the god a sharp look. He knew all of his mother's friends; people that used to be her peers and co-workers, friends of the family that seemed to drift away once his father had left and his mother's illness had gotten hard to ignore. Even her current friends, fellow patients in Bennington.

He had to.

He didn't recognize this man.]

Sorry, but I don't recognize you.

[cheese_for_everyone]

Well of course you don't recognize me. You try to deny that you've felt my presence. Unlike your mother, such a sweet woman.

[dr_pretty_boy]

...Who are you?

[cheese_for_everyone]

Sheogorath. Daedric Lord and God of madness.

[wealldosillythings]

Uhh....you could say that, yes. [She laughs a bit nervously, pausing to figure out how to put this gently.] Though I'm certainly feeling a bit inadequate with my measly one PhD. [Which canon doesn't explicitly state most people don't realize she has]

I'm a morgue attendant and pathologist at St. Bartholomew's Hospital in London.

[dr_pretty_boy]

There is nothing inadequate about a PhD, Ms. Hooper. I had...a head start.

[Spencer Reid make someone feel uncomfortable around him on complete accident?

Never. Another tally to the 'Reid-Effect'.]

Oh! See, you have me beat, there. I deal with cadavers in my line of work as well..but I usually don't have to touch them. I'm not sure I could do that..

[dr_pretty_boy]

...My Mun warned me about things like this. 'Trans-dimensional interaction' is the term I believe she used. Taking this under consideration, I won't automatically assume that you're lying.

That doesn't mean I believe you, however.

[cheese_for_everyone]

Maybe we should start with showing you that I am more than just mortal?

[dr_pretty_boy]

Maybe we shouldn't and just go our separate ways?

[At least until he had backup...]

[cheese_for_everyone]

Do you really want your team meeting with me?

[dr_pretty_boy]

I'd rather not have anyone meet you if you are who you say you are.

[In fact, if this stranger really was the god of madness, Reid kind of wanted to make him leave his mother alone. Though, if he really was a god, then he wouldn't be able to, anyway.]

[cheese_for_everyone]

I didn't actually make your mother crazy. It isn't often I actually do that, at least without some loose reason.

You already know there are biological and environmental factors to madness. All I do is promote madness, as well as deviation from society and creativity!

[dr_pretty_boy]

Nothing but genetics and environment did anything to my mother, and I'd appreciate it if you didn't speak about her anymore.

[cheese_for_everyone]

Alright fair enough. Why don't we talk about you?

[wealldosillythings]

[Molly shrugs] For some reason it's never bothered me. Being around the dead. 'Course for the longest time my mum thought it meant I was going nutters and didn't really want me making a career out of it, but... well, I obviously didn't listen. Glad about it, really. I love my work. [Most of the time.]

[dr_pretty_boy]

...If it means you won't talk about my mother.

[cheese_for_everyone]

Alright. I will only make one more comment; she has the capacity to be sane. At least sane enough.

I see this ending badly for Spence's brain... XD

[dr_pretty_boy]

What do you mean, 'the capacity to be sane'? Paranoid-schizophrenia is a psychosis that doesn't just 'go away'. It's a genetic condition that can be managed, yes, but it can't be cured.

[Not yet, anyway.]

[cheese_for_everyone]

Well through normal means you're right. As it stands now it can't be cured by a man alone. However with a bit of magic someone could go into the mind of someone with some sort of mental illness and attack the disease far more aggressively and safely than drugs and therapy. I'm not saying she wouldn't be socially deviant but she could be given a chance.

[dr_pretty_boy]

Magic doesn't exist. It's a series of sleight of hand tricks, illusions, and perspective. Magic, in the sense that you're talking about it, is not real.

There is no way to wave a magic wand and make my mother suddenly 'ok' again.

I thought we agreed we weren't going to talk about her, anymore.

[cheese_for_everyone]

That is where you're wrong. At least where the multiverse is concerned. Let me show you.

[Thinking for just a moment he quickly came up with an idea and waved his hand at Reid.]

You may want to look down.

[If he did Reid would find that he was no longer a he.]

You make for a lovely girl.

My morning. You made it. XD

[dr_pretty_boy]

..What?

[He glanced down....and squeaked. Complete with the hop jump backwards and long fingered hands coming up to pat at his chest.

He had boobs. They were barely A-cups, but they were there. He took a step back and noticed a gentle sway in his hips where there'd never been one before. All in all, he didn't look that much different....but it was enough to make the science grounded man have a not so mild freak out.

Complete with the wide eyes and slight hyperventilation.]

In a study around 2002, the natural sex ratio at birth was estimated to be close to 1.06 males/female. In most populations, adult males tend to have higher death rates than adult females of the same age even after allowing for causes specific to females such as breast cancer and death in childbirth, both due to natural causes such as heart attacks and strokes, which account for by far the majority of deaths and also to violent causes, such as homicide and warfare, resulting in higher life expectancy of females. Consequently, the sex ratio...

Haha poor Reid

[cheese_for_everyone]

[Well he broke Reid time to un-break him]

Magic is just a science beyond human understanding. You are not going crazy. I would know.

[bootsandboys]

Pretty boy? Take it as a compliment, darling. Not everybody can be rewarded the Pretty Boy title.

[dr_pretty_boy]

[It's not quite that easy. Please hold while Reid pats himself all over, muttering statistics and facts under his breath until he's fairly confident that he's a he again.

Congrats, Sheogorath. You broke him. With boobs]

[dr_pretty_boy]

I think it's more a not so subtle mockery of my hair than an actual compliment...

[cheese_for_everyone]

Oh perfect.

[He sighed]

Reid. People in these games can and will use magic and they are just like other people.

Which means criminals using magic. You need to acceptthis truth so you can protect others.

[bootsandboys]

Whether or not it's an actual compliment, take it as one. Your hair is nice. Not as nice as mine, of course, but nice all the same.