Out of body Experience

Alexia now unknown male

"Sure thing," I replied, approaching the cot and awkwarly stretching over to lift the kid out.

"Put me down by the crib and get me something decent to wear. Nothing with bunnies."

"Yes sir," I said with a mock salute as I put him down. I found a chest of drawers and opened the top drawer. "How's ducks sound?" I asked coyly.

"Whatever," he replied, "just hurry up about it. I want to get out there and find out what the hell is going on. And you'd better go dress yourself when you're done with me."

"Done with you..." I hesitated, unfolding the blue trousers and white and yellow top slowly.

"Well does it look like I can dress myself? Besides, this shouldn't be embarressing for either of us, it's not like the body's actually mine." I bit back a retort and shrugged. He had a good point so I dressed the kid and then re-entered the room that belonged to 'my' body. The wardrobe held some reasonable, not too badly torn black jeans with a few think chains and I grabbed the first top which happened to be black with a red and green guitar on the front with bones for strings and skulls for the little twisty things at the top. I never have been too into music so i couldn't tell you much more than that.

"We're going to need supplies," Steve decided, waddling awkwardly into the room.

"What do you mean?"

"Well I'll have to go sooner or later and unless you're going to wipe my ass, I'll need another nappy and we don't know how long this thing is going to last. So buck up boy and get your head in place."

IC

As Keith reached the car, the girl unlocked the doors and got into the passenger's seat. She sat there unmoving until he, after re-assessing the situation for the hundredth time, slid into the driver's seat. Without a word she placed the keys on the dashboard, withdrawing her hand quickly as he went to take them.

Keith turned the keys over in his hand and slid them into the ignition. "There some place you need to go?" He, adjusting the seat and rear-view mirror as he spoke. She didn't respond, so he was forced to look at her. "Well?"

She seemed to be about to answer, but once again stopped herself. She just half-shrugged, half-shook her head, biting her lip. Inwardly Keith wondered if she had some kind of mental problem, but he resisted the urge to say anything. He also resisted the urge to use the knife to 'persuade' her to get out of the car.

"I have places to go, so if you're not going to say anything I'm just going to ignore you." He informed her flatly, he didn't have time to try and decipher her every twitch. He turned the key and smiled a little as the car came to life. This was good.

Reese now MJ

When we landed, the airport in London was just as abandoned as the one in New York. My apartment was relatively close to the airport so it wasn't long before we were there. I grabbed the spare key from behind the pay phone in the hallway and hastily unlocked the door. The swung up and into a stack of boxes. Other boxes were nocked over, some of the contents spewed across the floor. I ran into my room to find it empty. The covers on the bed were pulled down and the phone was laying next to the closed bathroom door. I hesitantly turned the nob and could feel Jack right behind me. I opened the door about an inch before i saw the hand, a foot before i saw the head. My head. My body. Lying moitionless on the bathroom floor. I wanted to be mad at this girl for, well, killing me. I wanted to kick and hit my ownn body in frustration but i couldn't even make myself scream. Jack pulled me out of the bathroom by my upper arms and slammed the door shut. I could feel the tears welling up behind my eyes as the truth sank in, i was.. dead? Jack stood and watched me put my hands over my face, then fall to the ground, then conforted me as i banged my fist agianst the floor crying, confused. He rubbed his palm across my back for i'm not sure how long, then lifted my from the floor and carried me from the apartment. I was only half coherent of what was going on by then, and everything was blury with tears.How could she do this to me? Maybe it was my fault, maybe i shouldn't have called her. I hadn't gotten to look at my body long so i wasnt sure how she had done it. There was no blood. When he set me down it was in a black car. He put it on autopilot and turned to me.
"Who's car is this?" i asked.
"Dunno, but I don't think they'll miss it for now."
"Where are we going to go?"
"Remember how i told you i work for the government?"
"Mhmm."
"And how i was arrested while working on a job?"
"Yeah."
"Well, that job has a little something to do with all of this i believe."
"So, what are we going to do?"
"Well, we are going back to my 'office' per say to check things out."
"Wher is your 'office'?"
"If i told you i would have to kill you."
"I'm already dead."

~It's all going to work out.~ Marge assured Wanda, but Wanda was hardly listening. The car was started, and the young man was pulling out of the driveway...
"Bring her." Wanda said suddenly, in a quiet but confident tone. She gasped silently and clapped her hand over her mouth, cursing herself. Marge had said not to talk to him!

Keith stopped the car and looked over at her, a frown on his face. If this wasn't a trap, which he knew it wasn't by instinct alone, then there couldn't be much harm in bringing others with him. He had a reputation for being solitary by nature, people wouldn't expect him to with company.

He drove out of the driveway and turned the car, stopping so the passenger window was facing Trinity. He rolled it down and leaned across the car ignoring Wanda as she sucked herself in to prevent any physical contact.

"Hey! You want a ride?"

**YAY!!!!! **

Trinity looked at the guy like he was insane. This was the same guy who plowed her down earlier.

"Why not, it's not like I'm getting anywhere." She muttered jumping in the back of the car. If this guy tried to pull anything on her she would kill him faster then he could blink. She might not be in her body but she still knew how to fight.

**Sorry tis short**

OOC: ^_^ I was hoping that would work.

IC
Keith didn't respond, quickly shifting gears and heading for the road. Within five minutes he was tearing down the deserted streets, pushing 130km/h. However he seemed comletely unconcerned by the speed, tough Wanda found herself gripping the seat uncomfortably.

"You got a name?" Keith asked, to no one in particular, though he looked back at Trinity in the mirror, since Wanda had only said two words to him since he'd met her.

OOC
Hey Rory, are all of these ppl meeting up at some point? (Cause if so, Keith is going to not be paying attention and just manage to avoid killing them all when he plows into your lovely black car that is somehow driving on auto-pilot. *is all she can come up wit as far as coincidential meetings so far*)

Alexia now unknown male

"Where exactly are we going?" Alexia wondered as she lifted the rucksck onto her - his - shoulders and held the door open for Steve to toddle out.

"We'll get a car and drive somewhere," he decided.

"Drive? Does this body look like it owns a liscense, never mind a car!" She rolled her eyes and slammed the front door.

"Didn't I tell you to use your head, boy? We'll take a car. Any car. You have driven before, haven't you?" Alexia grimaced and wondered if now was the time to correct him on her gender but she found herself embarressed to admit the truth and decided against it.

"Yeah, I can drive," she said.

"Good." It was a short walk next door to find a house with a car and then Alexia simply entered, took the keys from a small table not far from the door and left without distirbing any of their new neighbours.

"So where exactly are we driving to?" Alexia wondered.

"Other cars. All the smart people will be in cars and we'll find someone who knows what to do," Steve claimed.

Trinity looked at the guy surprised, "Which name do you want, mine or my body's?" She asked a faint smile coming to her lips.

"Either." He replied,

"Trinity, you?" She replied looking at the girl in the seat in front of her. Why didn't she talk.

Keith considered a moment, but an old habit he'd never quite been able to kick made he opt for being polite. "Keith."

Wanda looked out the window silently.
~She shouldn't be here. It complicates things.~
"What things?" Wanda hiss, being as quiet as possible.
~It doesn't matter now, you've already ruined it. We'll just have to go with the way things are now.~

Wanda realized this was why Marge had wanted her to stay quiet, so she wouldn't ask Keith to invite Trinity along. But why? It made no sense to her at all. But she at least knew that she was aloud to talk again.

Keith felt a little thrill of concern, had that girl just talked to herself? He seriously hoped not; he'd learned the hard way crazies can be even more dangerous than well trained killers, not that he'd had many encounters with either. He held the streering wheel with one hand and with the other nudged her arm. Reflexively she swatted him, but the next second flinched away like she regretted it.

Weird, he thought.

"Got a name?" He asked, watching her out of the corner of his eye. He'd noticed Trinity looking at her as well, obviously it wasn't just him.

"W-Wanda." She said. Much like her behavior, her stutter was odd. Like she hadn't really stuttering the name Wanda, but about to say something else starting with a W and changed her mind.

"Right." Keith considered thanking her for saving him time, but he had a feeling she'd just brush it off.

"I need to deal with finding my body first, after that I might be able to drop you girls off. Do either of you have any plans?"

Wanda didn't hesitate, very quietly, but with the same steady tone she had the first time she'd spoken, she answered: "We should stay together."

"I don't have any other then hoping I get back to my body, I don't like this stupid hair, she's fried it bad and now it feels like straw." She hissed through her teeth.



**sorry all i got**

IC

Keith nodded, considering all this. It had been a very long time since he'd bee around 'people', let alone women. He could feel all his old 'people' habits coming back, like nodding. Under normal circumstances he wouldn't respond, but here he was letting her know he'd heard what she'd said. He was even thinking about it. He scolded himself, knowing he was letting his guard down. What were his plans, baby sit himself? He hadn't really thought about it, and suddenly it mattered that he know now. He put his mind to the task of deciding how to deal with Ronald, hoping he was the type who followed instructions.

OOC
Keith doesn't actually have to reach Ronald (in case ppl were feeling like giving him time to do so), in fact I'm secretly (until now =P) thinking he won't reach Ronald at all until later in the plot.

(I'm really thinking I'm not gonna kill my other girl, I dont know)


Trinity-

Trinity laid her head against the window and closed her eyes. "This has to be the worst day there is." She mumbled. "How the heck did all this happen?"

* i need to know what everyone's location is before i determine where the place they will meet is.. i think it would be good to start a discussion thread so i will. The car has autopilot becasue this whole thing is set in the future and im just trying to put in sublte hints.. feel free to add your own futuristic ideas.*
Btw's my peeps are still in London

Reese now MJ

I had no idea what i was going to do, where i was going to go after we went to Jack's "office." I had no more body, it was gone, dead. I now longer had no purpose but to be trapped in someone else's body for the rest of my life.
"I'm going to get to the bottom of all of this." Jack said abruptly.
"To the bottom of what?"
"People don't just wake up in the wrong bodies.. it has to be something to do with.. but it can't those were all contained, but they were all over the world though." He seemed to be talking to himself until he turned his head and i notices a sleek red mobile phone.
"I'll talk to you when i get there Hobbs." he said noticing i was listening in on his conversation. I guess i had faded out for the first one.
"What was that about?" I asked not caring that it really wasn't any of my buisness.
"Nothing, i was just talking to my partner. He is back at headquarters and says.. well maybe i should wait to tell you more."
"So it is a 'headquarters' not an 'office'." I said dryly. I was just going to have to suck it up and deal with the fact that i was unfortunate enough to switch bodies with a weak person who couldn't deal with what had happened. I still just wanted to cry more.
"Yeah, it is. Maybe we can get some explanations."

"It could be worse." Wanda said absently, also looking out the window. "This way your life has changed, but it's not over You could have woken up in your own body and found you were still alive but your life destroyed beyond recognition." She said it as if drawing the knowledge from some old memory. "That would be worse."

Keith felt a twitch forming in his eye. So what, se talked, but only when not spoken to? And when she did, she spouted philosophical nonsense.

~I told you not to talk about that anymore!~ Marge warned. Wanda sighed. "Sorry."

Keith blinked, suprised to hear an apology out of nowhere. It had been a long time since anyone had apologized to him, and the last time it had been under duress. He wondered if she'd been able to read his expression? He couldn't remember betraying his thoughts physically, he'd drilled the habit out of himself. He decided she'd been talking to herself, again. He really hoped she wasn't a crazy.

He turned on the radio, but couldn't seem to find any music playing. Every station was playing the same announcement, telling them to remain calm and indoors while the problem was sorted out. How helpful. He turned off the radio.

Reese now MJ-

I didn't pay attention as the car wizzed along the perfect black top London road. Being not in London had been so weird. This was the first time that i thought about how weird it was to not talk with an accent. When you set a car on autopilot it had one goal in mind: get to the destination. But when someone drives a car manually they can get distracted and cause accidents. Just like the driver of the car that hit us. Jack quickly took the car off autopilot and tried to get it under control, but it was no use. We spun out of control into a bright green patch of grass and flipped upside down. Thank God for seatbelts.