caughtinanetwork | [Video] Waking up in the wrong body. BACKDATED to Monday morning.

[ Sora shifted in bed sleepily accidentally bumping the SFC and turning it on. The hand that's reaching around isn't Sora's hand, its far more feminine and a bit older looking too.

[ The should be teenager doesn't seem to notice just yet that he's not in his own skin as he sits up, coming fully into view, but it's not Sora at all. He stretches a bit, still not noticing what has happened. It isn't until he drops his hands down towards his lap that he realizes something is horribly wrong. ]

Huh? Wha-...where's................................

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

[ There's a very loud scream and a flailing of limbs as Sora suddenly realizes he's most definitely not in his body anymore, not even close. ]

I'm a woman!

[ Sora looks around desperately for some clue, but there's none to be had. His eyes fall on the SFC and panicking he turns it off before anyone else can witness this freak out. ]

[[OOC: Sora's been swapped into Anya Jenkins body and he is not at all happy about this. Comfort or make fun of the poor teenage boy~ ]]

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Because he hates me that's why!

[ Sora was fairly certain of that. ]

He's a jerk, and a liar!

[ Well the liar bit was pushing it, but that's how Sora felt on the matter. ]

He must have his reasons.

[ Sora scowled. ]

Even if he does you can't trust him.

I certainly wouldn't trust him to do my laundry, or to care if something happened to me since he has trouble with that, but I haven't given him any cause to want to harm me either.

[ Sora scowled. ]

Yeah, well...whatever he told you about me it's not true.

So you never killed a woman named Larxene.

[All the skepticism.]

Ngh...

[ Sora visibly flinches at that. "You're a murderer."

[ Sora looks away from the screen and puts his hand over his chest, right were his...her...heart is. ]

I didn't have a choice.

That's a popular line for "good guys." It isn't always true.

[ Sora visibly shrunk into himself a bit. His voice was quiet when he spoke again. ]

I'm not a murderer.

Well, neither am I, but I've still killed people.

[ Sora looked up at Anya not sure what to say at first. He curled his legs up and rested his head on top of his knees. ]

....

Fine, maybe he's not lying, but I'm not a bad person.

Hmmm...

I guess I can give you the benefit of the doubt.

Thanks...

[ Sora rubbed the back of his head awkwardly. ]

I guess you know my name, what's yours?

Anya Christina Emmanuella Jenkins.

Nice to meet you, Anya.

[ Though Sora wished the circumstances were better. ]

Uh, is there anything I should worry about while I'm like this?

[ Other than the risk of being maimed for touching the wrong parts for extended periods of time. ]

Worry about?

No, I'm not due to menstruate until the end of the month. You don't get to experience that little slice of womanhood for me.

[ The look of shock on Sora's face has to be priceless. He remembers all too well the day he'd found his mothers supply of feminine hygiene products and has asked what they were. Honestly Sora would rather have forgotten about that awkward memory and the thought of even potentially having to do that himself has him going pale. ]

Ah...that...that's good to know.

[Anya is completely unfazed by his discomfort. It's completely unwarranted after all, she just gave him good news.]

Saix mentioned you have some sort of powers, but I haven't figured out how to summon your sword key. That could almost be a euphamism.

[ A euphemism that would go right over Sora's head. ]

Well, I don't really know how to explain how I do it. It's just something I feel in my heart.

[ Actually that brought up a good point. If the Keyblade was tied to his heart, would he be able to summon it while in Anya's body? Or could Anya summon his? ]

Oh. I've been trying not to give that too much attention lately. Hearts are so messy. Both metaphorically and when you rip them out of people.

[ Sora just stared. ]

Right...

What?

Nothing.

[ Sora waved his hand in the air as if brushing the comment aside. ]

I promise I'll take care of your body while I'm in it.

Oh. All right.

I'll most likely return yours in one piece as well. [No promises.]

[ Just not his clothing or hair. ]

Ah, thanks...