He was outside. Crouching on a rooftop. Syx was familiar with the area and being on a roof wasn’t that strange… but… he didn’t remember coming out here. Maybe he’d… sleep walked? He’d been building something in Evil Lair… Anna had…. tried to get him to come to bed, but he’d been on a roll and wanted to finish. He’d promised to make it up to her later. Likely he’d fallen asleep at the drafting table, it would hardly be the first time that happened.
Still, it hardly explained what was going on currently. Standing Syx stepped back from the ledge. He didn’t feel tired. At all. Bouncing on his toes he marveled at how odd that was. His clothing was odd too… not his normal leather and spandex. Speaking on that… he reached up and touched his head. Small. Hair.
WHAT?!
Jerking in shock and growing panic, Syx spun and dropped to the ground. He made a beeline for the lair. He didn’t know what was going on but he needed Minion NOW!.
Shrinking away under that glare, Veda is trying to avoid actually getting a glimpse of the switch’s effect on her. As before, the offer of the wrench receives a blank look of confusion. This wasn’t anything that she’d planned on dealing with, nothing she wanted. “There must be a way to reverse this, correct?” she asks suddenly, sounding as if she’d take any possible chance they could think of.
Anna easily opened her arms for the bot that flew to her arms, letting it rest there in the space she provided for it before looking to Syx.. or the woman that Syx currently was in? She didn’t know, it was confusing. She sighed, pushing her delicate fingers through her short black hair, turning her eyes towards her mate’s body.
“I’m sure there is.. we just need to calm down and figure it all out.. together..” she urged, her voice a bit more quite, but still just as calm as it always was. As soon as Syx was close enough, she easily wrapped an arm around his middle, glancing at him a moment.
“There has to be an explanation for it.. perhaps a witch?” she prompted.
The bot with the wrench nudged ‘Daddy’ plaintively, not understanding why Daddy was ignoring it. With a groan, Syx told Veda, “Would you please just throw the wrench or tell 57 that he’s a good boy? He’s too old to know better and he won’t stop until you do.”
“And dear evil god it had better be reversible!” it was already upsetting enough to him that he couldn’t smell Anna like he was used to, he pulled in closer to her, as if that would help. Addressing his mate, he was struggling to maintain composure, “Maybe? Hot Flash gave me a book about the magic stuff the D.S. has dealt with before. It’s around here somewhere. Not sure if it’ll help, but I know there’s been magic users in the city even before all the multiverse portal nonsense.”
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