[The bed was about the only pleasant part of the change. Though the body he awoke in looked all too familiar. It was Sagaru's? Across his face spread a crude smirk. There was another bed in the room, much like a dormitory, but no one there. Being the opportunist he was he sat up and began examining the youth's form. Though the amount of scars he possessed was surprising... so many littered on his skin. Each told a story he was hesitant to hassle the true occupant of this body about. Then again, he enjoyed his privacy, if he quizzed Sagaru then he'd be obliged to explain his own. No matter, if it was a pressing matter he'd be informed about it.
Shiki licked his(?) lips and slipped back into the bed. This body was his until further notice.. and perhaps more so when this event was done. Smirking crudely to himself once again he decided to get.. acquainted with his new body. The only thing that kept him going, despite hearing people complaining over the network was imagining that he was doing this to Sagaru, rather than himself. It made it that much pleasing when he was basking in the afterglow - such a responsive body this was.
Finally getting from the bed he slips on a change of clothes and reaches for the blackberry.]
[The feed began on what appeared to be Sagaru, looking.. a little flushed in the cheeks. Though that smug expression he was wearing seemed certainly off. It's not really much of a secret to those with dirtier minds what he's been doing.]
Who has my body?
[OOC: feel free to flail at him for doing naughty things to Sagaru's body or just flailing at where Sagaru's gone to!]