Body Change at Sands' apartment ((Closed))

[murdoc_is_god]

Sands is still in Murdoc's body. It's nice. He's eating chinese food and watching t.v in his apartment

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[el_maraichi]

El watches over Sands out of habit as much as anything else. The TV, however, does nothing to hold the mariachi's attention the way it does for the teenager in front of it. El paces and makes rounds through the apartment; a sort of triangle including the front door, checking on Sands at the TV, and down the hall to listen at the door where Murdoc sleeps in Sands' body.

Finally, he stops at the kitchen and gets a bottle of beer before stopping the rounds and dropping onto the couch.
"This much television will ruin your mind."

[murdoc_is_god]

Sands is aware of El's pacing. He wonders if the mexican is nervous about something. Or has cabin fever. He's probably uneasy about the body switch. Or he's tried of being in the apartment. Both are options as far as he's concerned. Sands hopes El wont try to talk him out of leaving his cartoons.

"Bugs Bunny never ruined anything." He stuffs more noodles in his mouth.
"Quiet. He's about to fool Elmer into shooting the Duck again."

[el_maraichi]

It's a little of both things. El is tired of holing up in the apartment and he'd rather not deal with Sands until everything is back to normal. It's far too bizarre and he'd rather it was all over with.

He watches the screen and finds the argument more repetitive than humorous. Besides that, hasn't everyone seen this before?
"He will do it a few more times, I'm sure. ... You're really enjoying this, aren't you?"

It only makes sense that Sands would enjoy seeing again, but El can't imagine being comfortable outside of his own skin, regardless of the circumstances.

[murdoc_is_god]

Sands wants to look at El when he's talking to him. It's something people take for granted, really. His neck is starting to hurt at this point so he jumps up from his make shift throne and drops beside El as if he was trying to break the furniture. He has far too much energy right now.
Rice spill on the cushions and he picks each one up and drops it into the ash tray.

"Why shouldn't I?" Noodles are slurped up as his mismatches eyes await an answer.

[shooting_blind]

Sands is equally confused having woken up naked in bed. He wonders if he blacked out again and missed all the good bits. But it's his body. He knows that right away.
Did he dream that?

Oh wait, now he hears a seriously pissed off Murdoc. Oops.
The agent wraps a sheet around his waist and heads for the door wondering where his pants are. As soon as the thought is completed he trips over them, bundled up on the floor. Fucking teenagers.

He enters the living room, sheet gathered in his hands and the most amused look on his face.
"Right when I had him where I wanted him. I do all the hard work and you reap all the benefits, Mutts."

[el_maraichi]

It had been his sincere hope that this topic of conversation was nearly over with. El certainly wasn't going to discuss it any further and he planned to let Murdoc tire himself out like a yapping dog. Now Sands has to come to antagonize the boy... This may never end.

The mariachi glares at Sands and feels more than a bit embarrassed.
"You are not helping."

[murdoc_is_god]

Muds watches as El's attention shifts to look down the hall before he even notices Sands come out of the bedroom. He follows the other man's eyes and is way too pissed at Sands to be amused by the sheet skirt or joke.

"Fuck you! You tried t'get me violated by this bastard! I didn't do anything t'you, y'know!"
This is not precisely true, but he never involved anyone else in it.

[shooting_blind]

"I'm a villain, Murdoc. It comes with the fancy black clothing and fan girls. Besides, El wasn't going to let me do anything with your body. He's one of the good guys. It was only a kiss. Christ knows what you were doing to me in there."

He sits on the sofa, looking as if he's in a terribly good mood. "Violated. Pfft. El couldn't do that. Not ever. That's something only people like us get into."

[shooting_blind]

*Sniff*
"They grow up so fast, El." One hand goes to his face as the other waves the already departed Murdoc off.
"Fly away, little one. Fly away."

He walks back to the bedroom.
"That's it. Now I have to join some kind of pottery class to ease my Leaving the Nest Syndrome."