InsaneJournal

Who: Body-swapped Tommy and some Sullys
Where: In a spaceship!
What: Weird Reunion
When: Today!
Rating: !!!!!!!!!!
Open: Nope
Status: Ongoing



Tommy was teaching himself how the technology native to the Station worked, or how it went together at least. He'd found something in one of the maintenance bays, and then taken it back to his lecture theater to dismantle it and then rebuild it. He'd finally managed to reattach what he thought was one of the main computer parts, and had been about to show Rawm, when he blinked and was suddenly... not where he had been.

"What the hell..." he muttered, and looked around from where he'd been staring at something. Had he swapped with someone?

He was sitting on a couch, for one, and not sitting cross-legged on the floor, surrounded by his tools, and Rawm was not there. The sounds were not those he was used to from the Station. A glance down at his hands simply confirmed what he'd suspected. These were not his hands. They were familiar, but he couldn't say how just yet, and they were grimy and calloused from work. His hands had their own callouses from all his working with tools and the odd spark or burn from where the electricity was grumpy with him, so the state of his current hands didn't bother him all that much. Standing up, he absently noted that he was a similar height to normal, and yep, male. His clothes were in a similar state to his hands; a bit grubby and with patches on them in places, and when he rubbed at his new face, it was scruffy. And... huh, his hair was curly. He needed to find a mirror, though. And to see who was near.

Except there was no phone nearby. Brilliant.

"Uh, hello? Is there anyone around?" he called out, making his way up to what looked like a kitchen, and then towards a door. There was a low curl of panic starting to form in his gut, wondering if the Man had captured him once more, but he was ignoring it so he could find out what was going on and where he was.