Issue 1 Downtime

John suddenly tumbled screaming across the lawn, and it hurt way too much.

OWOWOW!Whatthehellwhatthehellwhatthehellwhatthehell?

'Eric' laid there dazed and confused, everything hurting with excruciating slowness. When he eventually began moving, he suddenly froze as he saw that his hands were those of someone else.

I'm... acyborg?

He tried to get up, but Eric's speed turned the attempt into a blurry flailing.

Nash was walking across campus when he heard a commotion nearby.

He walked towards it in time to see 'Eric's' flailing.

“Um, are you okay?”

"I not in my own body and I can't get up! So no, I am not!""

“Okay, I call for help.”

Nash pulled out a basic cellphone and started flipping through its phone book.

“Lets see, the med cent...”

Nash stopped, his face took on a very puzzled look and he turned to look down at 'Eric'. “Did you just say you aren't in your own body?”

"AUGH, what th' bloody hell, boyo?"

A large, uncoordinated, apparently Irish John made his way slowly towards the others.

"Yes! I'm him!" JohnEric responded, his usual calm entirely lost.

"How the hell did we swap bodies and how do you manage to stand on these hyperactive twigs you call legs?!"

Nash looks more confused than before as he looks back and forth between Eric and John.

"Take a deep breath, an stand the bloody hell up, that's how!"

John panted, not used to the bulk he now inhabited.

'Eric' took a deep breath and concentrated on holding back his newfound speed. This time he made it to his feet.

"Let's... just pretend that didn't happen..."

"Okay, I've got no idea what is going on here. Does someone want to explain it slowly?"

"Our consciousnesses have been exchanged. As for how or why, I've no idea."

Nash looks back and forth between them again

“So your minds are in the other's body?”

"Isn'tthatwhatIjust..." he began, calming himself, "...yes. That seems to be the case."

“Sorry, I was just having trouble getting my head around it. You do realize it sounds kind of crazy.”

He raised a brow. "Need I remind you where you are?"

“I know, Xaivers, weird shit happens. They should put it on a t-shirt.” He grinned.

"Jus' be careful, an' don' be goin' running all about. Ye might blow out me cybernetics.." The large dragon man said, checking his body over.

" Geez," he said, sniffing. "An take a shower. I stink. My fault."

“So, should I go ahead and call the med center and let them know what is going on?”

"Aye, tha' seems a good idea.."

“Okay, I've got the number somewhere in here.”

Nash flips through numbers in his phone book a bit more before finally hitting the button to dial the number.

"Ah, les' jus' hoof it."

He turned to John, frowning.

"Slowly, boyo."

"Slow is good," John nodded before moving on... slowly.

Nash would follow a ways behind them.

“Hello, I've just met two people who have a problem. They are claiming that their minds have been swapped.”

Nash was fidgeting with a pen in his free hand.

“Yes, they are saying that their minds are in the other ones body.”

The fidgeting stopped and Nash grimaced.

“Yes. I know how this sounds.”

Nash rolled his eyes. What ever the person was saying on the other end was taking some time.

"Tha' don' sound good, boyo.."

"Okay"

Nash rubbed his chin.

"Names of the people with swapped minds?"

"I'm not sure, let me ask."

Nash looked up at the two.

"They want your names."

"Are there ever not bureaucrats?" he muttered.

"John Hino."

"Eric Osgood, mate."

"Their names are John Hino and Eric Osgood."

A pause.

"My name? Nash Riley."

A brief pause.

"I am still me, no problem there."

A long pause.

"What would that be?"

A short pause

"I understand."

Yet another pause.

"I'll tell them, is that it?"

A final pause.

"Okay, bye."

Nash hangs up the phone and returns it to his pocket.

"They said they are dealing multiple problems right now, didn't tell me what they were. They said for you two to go in to the medical center and go to the front desk, they will then send you to where you need to be."