underhound:
“Arashi. Name’s Heine.” This whole body swapping business had him feeling conflicted. Not only because he was swapped with some kid who was an idol ( of all professions, a wild dog had to be swapped with a pretty boy. really? ), his mind was quiet. While his memories provided no peace, there was no one provoking him at every turn, no one he had to force to shut up.
“Why don’t you unravel it and see for yourself?” Crossing his arms ( and trying now to scowl at how lighthearted Arashi was taking everything ), he’d have to think of someway to make sure all hell doesn’t break loose form his body.
“ Heine-san, hmm~? Well, I guess if there’s one thing to enjoy about this, it’s how muscular your body is. I always liked boys who work out~ ♪ ”
Still not understanding why this guy was so cross, she saw not the harm of taking him up on the invite and checking. Soon the bandages fell and robust fingers that did not at all fit her delicate self went up against what was supposed to have been skin, but what instead was metal. Although an edge could be felt, it felt as if the very skin beneath had fused with this strange plate and accepted it as part of her body.
“ No way, what’s this?! ”
Ya finally found it, huh?
Eyes widening in surprise, she turned her head at the sudden voice from behind, but saw nothing. Yet it continued with no concern as to whether it possessed a physical body or not.
Yer pretty slow ain’t ya, new “master”?
“ Who’s there...? ”
