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!.
Grumbling the whole way, Syx was disappointed when the brain bots refused to help him change. Frowning and more hurt by their rejection than he’d thought he would be, he skipped his normal suit worn on official business and dressed more casually. The tight suit wouldn’t go on without help. He was insanely thankful that this woman was his same height and roughly similar build. He pulled on his spiked leather jacket for comfort. Once dressed, he ventured back out to the main areas.
On the way, he passed by a dressing mirror near Minion’s sewing area. He froze looking in the mirror. His eyes… they were the exact same. If he didn’t know better he’d swear he was just looking at himself using the holowatch! Leaning forward and peering closely at himself, staring hard at his eyes, the subtle twitch of the iris caught his attention- and let out an unholy screech.
Screaming he ran back to where he’d let Anna and the intruder. Jabbing a finger wildly in her direction, he accused, “CYBORG! BODY-SNATCHING CYBORG!”
With Syx having left the room, Veda had started trying to force herself to settle.
When he bursts back into the room, however, she physically flinches back, more so when what he was yelling sinks in. “No, I- I am not.” she stammers out, anxious panic from before returning more strongly now. Backing away from the two of them now, she’s focused on Syx in her body, breathing faster.
Anna smiled gently as she saw Veda begin to relax, able to smell the anxiety on her as clear as day. She didn’t speak, moving to beckon one of the bots there to have them bring them both some things that she could use to make some cocoa. She used that time to allow Veda a chance to gather her thoughts before turning back towards her, about to open her mouth to speak when she heard the sound of Syx shrieking as he was. Her expression sharpened, her head snapping to see him storming into the room.
“Syx!” she exclaimed, her irritation making the vibrantly colored irises flash. She didn’t hesitate to come up to Syx, her lips thinning, “Syx Blue you are not helping!” She exclaimed, taking his cheeks in her hands to force him to look at her, taking in a deep breath.
“If you don’t calm down, I’m going to take you back to our room, and let Minion deal with you while I figure this out alone! I would much rather have my Mate’s help, though,” she tried desperately to reason with him.. him freaking out as he was certainly wasn’t helping matters.
“But-but!” Syx sputtered and then crossed his arms and pouted like a child. Stepping closer, he dropped his head onto Anna’s shoulder, throws off by the change in his head size, “fiiiiiine.”
He turned his head enough to glare at where Veda was in his body, still very upset at her. It was horribly unnerving for him to not be able to smell his mate the way he was used to.
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