Subject: For better or worse..
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Posted on: 2015-09-02 22:39:00 UTC
It was not very long before Sax stopped, and braced along one of the walls for support. Everything was, besides the blurred vision, swimming.
Day only noticed further down the corridor, before she loped back. If nothing else, being temporarily tall had its perks. "Sax?"
"'m really not feeling well."
"Meesa have no idea. One minute, Meesa sleeping in RC with meesa special straight razor beneath meesa pillow, then there bein' a loud "THUMP," then meesa be wakin' up with frog feat'res." He sighed. "And meesa find meesa talkin' like total #@!*!". Again with the not-quite-right cursing.
He found himself stepping in time with Mia, a forced habit with his old days in the army. "Meesa glad meesa not turning into chicken, though. Meesa hate dat."
"So yousa not...normally liken' dis, meesa s'spect?" He jerks his head at the other agents' appearance.
"We swapped," she said by way of explanation.
The two trailed after Mia and Gurgan. While the splint certainly helped matters with Day, Sax was still feeling dizzy and everything was still out of focus.
"I saw that movie, once," Sax said.
then Day and Sax's. She hadn't realized that they had swapped bodies; she had no idea who her mind was currently inhabiting, and she had assumed that they didn't either. She noticed the ex-ghoul stepping in time with her, which was... annoying, to say the least. She changed the rhythm of her gait and shot a question back to the other two. "Have any idea what caused it?"
"Why, yes! Meesa know entirely who did it! Dat's why meesa totally beatin' heem to deat' with hees own shinbone 'stead of sittin' here with yousa." He shook his head. "TINK before yousa be speekin', smoot'skin."
"Weeell, it may have been to do with us."
"Stairs happened," Sax said, cutting Day off before she could elaborate.
Even the possibility of knowing what had happened seemed unimportant in the rush of anger-driven, slightly glittery adrenaline that flooded her body. No one insulted her intelligence like that.
"Do you want to make that remark again, ghoul?" she growled.
"Sure. Think before yousa speak. Anyway, yousa ego aside, and much as Meesa would be lovin' to see you t'row a tantrum, we...wait, hold on a meeniute." He looked over at the others behind him.
"Yousa got two seconds to explain before meesa start to beat sev'n kind of sheet out of yousa." he growled. "Meesa a fookin' FROG. Meesa want to hit something."
Day cut in, this time. "We're in Improbabilities. We got a fic with a bodyswitch device in it. There was a sequel. We brought the thingy back. And then stairs happened on the way to DoSAT."
"Please don't kill us," she added, a second after.
"Sure yousa weren't," he snorted. "That bein' so not attempt to save'a face." He paused as what the other agents said finally sunk in. "Wait...WHAT?!" he yelped.
"...YOUSA BEIN' #*@((!@*#*%% MORONS! YOUSA BEIN' FULL OF POODOO! MESA DON'T EVEN KNOW WHAT POODOO IS BUT YOUSA BEIN' FULL OF IT!" He began to advance on the hapless pair, murder in his froggy eyes. "Mesa gonna rearrange yousa faces!"
...dashing after the two younger agents. It took every ounce of self-control she possessed to keep from whacking Gurgan in the head as she passed. "Everything that's happened today, and now this?" she screamed. The IO was having fun with her today!
It was not very long before Sax stopped, and braced along one of the walls for support. Everything was, besides the blurred vision, swimming.
Day only noticed further down the corridor, before she loped back. If nothing else, being temporarily tall had its perks. "Sax?"
"'m really not feeling well."
Day said, exasperatedly. "But yeah, it was kind of our fault. My fault, to be honest. I ran into Sax when we were going down one of those crazy long stairwells, to DoSAT, and we both crashed pretty bad. I have no idea where the body switching machine went."
"And you didn't go back for it!? What sort of agents are you? That machine could switch us all back, and you didn't even try to find it!"
"Okay! I'm going to play mediator!...later on, I might play trains. Anyway, the important thing is helping #*@(!ing Asshat Moron here, at least that's what Gurgan says his name is, to the medical area. Right?"
"I didn't look because I was suddenly in another body with a broken arm and my partner was unconscious," Day said, hotly. "I had no idea it affected other people until you showed up! Or are you saying you'd abandon your partner on a wild goose chase?"
...if it meant fixing this problem!"
Mia growled to herself, shaking her head. She marched past Gurgan, the "mediator," and the two greenies. "I'm going to find the machine," she said. "If you think you can contribute anything at all, please, by all means, come along!"
He was looking thoroughly unconvincing however, leaving against the wall like he was. "Soon as everything comed back into focus and stops spinning I'll be greeeaaat."