An Attempted Mugging in the Flats, Mid-Morning.
Somehow, Kiki had managed to survive the morning at the brothers' apartment, although Kadaj definitely knew something was wrong. Kiki had only just barely managed to cover her confusion. At least he had left before she had to shower, which she had done quickly, looking fixedly up at the shower spout as much as she could, and only rarely down at
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"Duce?" Kiki gasped. It had been a good two and a half years since she'd seen her snake-haired friend and they had walloped gremlins together in the high school cafeteria. "Duce, is that you?!"
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There was apparently more than just snakes going on here.
And Yazoo apparently knew him... her... whatever... Maybe he could help fill in the missing blanks. But since when did Yazoo use exclamation marks? He usually just started every conversation with a nonchalant 'hey'.
Justin pushed that thought aside, attributing it to post-kick-ass adrenaline, and held up his hand. "Not Duce. Well, kind of Duce. At least, that's what her credit cards say. But it's me. Justin." He sighed and squeezed his boobs with disgust. "The professional victim has been struck again."
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Things clicked into place. Sort of in the manner of a head-on car collision. This situation evidently had a much broader scope than she had expected, something she discovered with a sinking feeling. And Yazoo apparently knew this Justin, and this Justin was in Duce's body and he was squeezing her -
"Don't do that!" Kiki said, horrified. Oh, what if there were someone in her body who were squeezing her own -
She shut down that line of thought quickly. Yazoo would be in her body, of course. And he wouldn't do something like that.
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Kiki allowed herself to let go of the handle with one hand in order to facepalm. "The sooner I'm back in my body and he's in his, the better."
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"They're just body parts. It's all perfectly natural." He turned around and looked back over his shoulder, doing a little butt shimmy with Duce's body. "Once you've danced half naked in front of a room full of people, it doesn't seem that big of a deal anymore. It's the...."
Okay, wait, he was not going to say 'resulting lack of sex' in front of Kiki. She might jump off the train.
"It's the different senses, the eyesight, the smell, the reflexes that seem... weird." Weird. But also very very cool.
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Kiki broke off again. She was not about to confess the depths of her sexual naivete with a snake-haired stranger on a train, no matter how much like Duce he appeared. Flailing, she latched on to the topic change, swaying with the motion of the carriage. "He's stronger than I am. Faster. Much more powerful physically, and, well, I usually spend more time looking up than looking down like this. And I miss my magic." She hadn't felt that gaping hole in some five years, not since that time that she had lost her powers.
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And he let it slide by with a remarkable amount, at least for him, of discretion.
"Well, look on the bright side. If you had to have a body to switch into, you could have done worse." Yes, we all know Justin is biased, shush now.
But the magic part?
"It must be tough to be without your magic, huh?" He idly squeezed Duce's right hand into a fist, then opened it back up, as he remembered his morning at the drafting desk. "Like an artist without his sketchbook."
Suddenly, his heart ached for Kiki and he looked up through his snakes. "Do you really think Aziraphale can get you your magic back?"
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