Log - BODYSWAPPIN'

[major_west]

Who: West (as Angelica) and Sexby
Where: Sexby's BED
When: Beginning of the body swap
Warnings: GIRLY SCREECHING.

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[major_west]

Luckily, thanks to the beard, West knew immediately that it was Sexby and not something worse like the Master. Still, he narrowed his eyes at the sight of the man being all... calm and normal about this. After he'd done... well, West had no idea what, because he'd just woken up, but whatever had happened, he clearly didn't approve of!

So, West did the manly thing of slapping Sexby across the face. He would've punched but...

...

...the angle was all wrong.

[major_west]

"Don't call me madam," he snapped, pulling himself out of the bed and crossing his arms. Thankfully, at least he wasn't naked. "What am I doing in your room?"

[major_west]

"This is most certainly not my room," he retorted, looking around. It was all so... old fashioned, and...

Ohhh no. Sexby had a wife here.

West put a hand to his forehead, rubbing his temples tiredly. "Don't call me... lady, either. I'm not your wife."

[major_west]

West looked down at his hand, then had to fight back to take the ring off and toss it at Sexby. That wouldn't be... strictly appropriate, he figured. Instead, he shot Sexby a withering look and answered, "I am Major Henry West, the last person you would be married to. And put some trousers on, for God's sake!"

[major_west]

"Happily," he said, glowering. "If there are any that will fit me." He looked around the room briefly, not familiar with Angelica's choice of clothing, then slipped the ring off his finger and held it out to Sexby, deciding it would be too spiteful to throw it, when it was likely the man wasn't responsible for this. "And how the hell should I know where your wife is? I was in my room moments ago, and then I find myself here with you."

[major_west]

"Hm. Thank you," he said, not sounding terribly thankful, as he caught the clothes. "They'll do until I find something more modern." There had to be a woman his-- well, Angelica's-- size on the Barge. While he was quite used to changing around other men, he still turned his back to Sexby and very carefully began to put the clothes on, careful not to reveal too much of this body.

"That would be Billy's cabin. We were--" He paused, then coughed and shook his head. "Talking. I'm sure she's fine, so long as he's still himself."

[major_west]

Now properly dressed, West faced Sexby again, rubbing his chin in thought, then finding that a bit odd when the chin was not his own. He stopped and lowered his hand. "But it hasn't happened to you. It could be an isolated incident." Then, with a sigh, he shook his head. "Or, more likely, a flood. I'll go with you."

After all, he wasn't going to sit around here and pretend to be a good little woman. He wanted to see his blasted body, and he wanted to make sure Billy was all right.

[major_west]

"Right. This way," he said, trying to sound as, well, manly as possible while trapped in this body, but it didn't work. His voice was entirely too feminine, and it bothered him every time he opened his mouth. Perhaps if he could find the real Angelica (in his body, hmph), they could find a way to reverse this madness. That was his only hope, for now. And so, West led the way, heading towards the stairwell to take them to Level 3.

There was an awkward silence, as he didn't know what to say to Sexby. This was all entirely too weird for him.