@sotouso // event starter
Of course it had been a while since Hak had really experienced being shorter than his current tall stature, though being in Ichimokuren’s form reminded him of how he was when he was a kid. That was fine and all, with some degree of bonding happening when being in another person’s body for an extended period of time somehow a good catalyst for memories and such to be exchanged. It could be said that the body remembered things better than the mind could sometimes and what an illustration of that. That was all done with though and Hak was ready to just continue the rest of his days as himself in his own body.
There really was no rhyme or reason to when these swaps were supposed to happen though, huh? He was just reaching for some thing on a grocery store shelf when he blinked and suddenly instead of being in front of the tea, he was face to face with the second shelf of purple Panta. Wait, just the second shelf? And the dark purple framing his face along with the hint of a black and white pattern over his chest... Hak raised a hand to pat over that familiar scarf.
Are you kidding me. Are you kidding me, I’m scarf boy? Someone had to have some sense of humor. He didn’t even know what to say to this. He didn’t know if there was anything to say to that. All he could do was march his way over to where he was, a few aisles down and look up at his own damn body again.
“Wanna do me a favor?” This body felt alright, but he wasn’t going to be winning any speed competitions against himself. “Whoever’s responsible for all this stuff, I’m counting on you to give ‘em a good whack on the head - top, weak spot, whatever. Cause I sure can’t reach any of that in your body.”













