>>”Bacchus Brickson. You seem like an Erica, or a Megan. Most hot chicks with shoes like that are. Built like one any who. Friends and girls call me Bacchus or Bane, I’ll answer to either.”

"Efimia Nikolayeva Morozova" she said with a slight smirk, knowing he probably did not expect that at all. It sounded weird, her own name, said by herself in someone else's voice. No American male had ever pronounced her name right until now.

"Bane it is." it sounded like some teenage superhero name, but she could not have cared less "Clearly, you are in my body, and I am in yours. We need to get dis figured out. I tink I know what happened, but I want to hear it from you first. Vat do you remember?"

He was eating her food. On her part, she filled a glass of water, and leaned against the wall. This was going to be a long conversation.

The former giant shifter blinked when he discovered his old tongue could be used in a twister like that. ”Right….” Bacchus said staring at his old body with his new one. ”Think I’ll just call ya Sheila…” Bacchus said before he stopped and realized it was his body he was referring to. ”Love… no… gorgeous?” Bacchus asked raising an eyebrow. Not sure he could pronounce the name.

”Well, any who. I was paid to rough up a few of the blokes in a bar who work for some Russians.” Bacchus laughed, ”Ironic a bit now eh?” he took another bit of what ever he could find before continuing, ”Rough’em up I thought I did.” Bacchus clapped his feminine hands, ”Then boom! Wake up as a well put together lady!” Bacchus shrugged, ”Don’t remember anything before or after really. Was pretty stinking drunk.”

>>”Right…. Think I’ll just call ya Sheila… Love… no… gorgeous?”

"Effie. You can call me Effie."

It was the usual go-to nickname to pull Americans out of their pronunciation troubles. At the same time, it sounded weird in a man's voice, almost weird enough to make her smirk. Definitely better than Sheila, though.

>>”Well, any who. I was paid to rough up a few of the blokes in a bar who work for some Russians. Rough’em up I thought I did. Then boom! Wake up as a well put together lady! Don’t remember anything before or after really. Was pretty stinking drunk.”

Not very helpful, and did not make her like him more either.

"Well I have a suspect" she sighed "I was at a juice bar, and dis weird acting guy came up to me and I think she knew me somehow. And den she kissed me, and I passed out. Did you wake up in a juice bar?..."

”Effie works then eh?” Bacchus nodded his head in agreement causing some of the blonde hair to shake in the corner of his eyes. The giant shifter in the little female body reached up and grabbed some of his own blonde hair still confused by the whole process and looked at it and studied it. Bacchus tried smelling it from where he was like he normally did with his enhanced senses but couldn’t so he brought the hair up closer to him and he smelled it.

It was girly; a word he never thought he’d use to describe his hair but it seems today was a weird day. Well weirder than normal. Waking up in a female body was defiantly a first. Nodding his head and letting lose of the hair Bacchus looked to his body trying to remember it wasn’t a mirror, ”More or less, love.” Bacchus said shrugging, ”No offense to you but not normally a place I tend to wake up in the juice bar.” the juice part was all-wrong.

”Know who it is then right? Why not just track him down and make him switch eh? Not like you’re short of muscle now, and me well these hips don’t lie.” Bacchus looked down at his new body and shook his hips before laughing. ”So when someone kisses me they end up in another body or do you as well?” Bacchus asked curiously. If so couldn’t he just kiss his old body?

>>”More or less, love. No offense to you but not normally a place I tend to wake up in the juice bar.”

So he did! The story picked up where she left off. Juice bar, as awful as a place it was for adventures, at least was easily definable.

>>”Know who it is then right? Why not just track him down and make him switch eh? Not like you’re short of muscle now, and me well these hips don’t lie.”

"Please don't do dat." Sveta sighed, pinching the bridge of her new nose in frustration. The guy was enjoying wearing her body a bit too much.

>>”So when someone kisses me they end up in another body or do you as well?”

"No." she sighed "If someone kisses me, deit own powers get boosted. Touching too, just less strong. So I am guessing switching bodies is de other guy's power. He just used me to boost it."

Why... well, that was another question. One that could wait.

"If he is still in his own body, we can track him down. I know his face and his name and... um... the neighborhood? But he also knows what I look like."

Bacchus smirked at her irritation with they way he was moving her body. ”What you don’t like?” Bacchus smirked again and turned around so his back was facing her. He shook his hips again and turned and smirked. ”Lighten up a bit. All in good fun.” Bacchus yawned and stretched his arms out and the looked down to see what was happening. He was checking out his new body and stretching.

”Well he doesn’t know your new one does he?” Bacchus said pointing towards his old body. He stopped checking his new body out as he explained, ”Cops sure as **** might notice you but a random guy isn’t gonna be looking for ya.” Bacchus said going back to checking himself out as he stretched again, ”Might he be wanting another taste of your old body?” Bacchus asked stopping to put a finger seductively on his girlish lips. ”I mean, he won’t get anywhere but I might be able to draw him out, right?” Bacchus asked walking towards his old body with a playful smirk.

”I’m also curious to what would happen if I used your body to boost my old one.” the thought lingered for a moment, ”King kong won’t have nothing on me.” Bacchus said deciding not to destroy the apartment he was in. Especially with the girl in his old body she might not have any idea how to use his mutation. Might be more harm than good.

”So what does he look like?”

>>”What you don’t like? Lighten up a bit. All in good fun.”

Fan was the farthest thing from Sveta's mind right now. She could feel her anger rising as the guy shook his hips - her hips - in a seductive manner. It wasn't in good fun at all.

>>”Well he doesn’t know your new one does he? Cops sure as **** might notice you but a random guy isn’t gonna be looking for ya. Might he be wanting another taste of your old body? I mean, he won’t get anywhere but I might be able to draw him out, right?”

The guy made a point, but Sveta kind of tripped up at the mention of the cops. Cops? What did this guy have against the cops? Better yet, what did the cops have on this guy? The last thing she wanted was to end up in jail on top of everything... Maybe she should call Sam.

>>”I’m also curious to what would happen if I used your body to boost my old one. King kong won’t have nothing on me. So what does he look like?”

"Okay, dat's it." Sveta snapped, and her voice - his voice - went a register deeper and a whole lot louder as she glared at the guy "Dis is not fun at all, get it? I would rather be anywhere else than in your body, some maniac is using my powers to mess with people, you got some problem with de cops, I really need to pee, and all of dis is really pissing me off!"

Crunch. The edge of the counter she was leaning on gave out under her weight, or rather, the increased weight of her new body and the arm she was leaning on. Oops.

It was funny seeing his old body yelling it must have been what Gunner saw when Bacchus used to yell at him for picking on Brooke. Bacchus mentally told himself to stop thinking about then as the girl trapped in his body was losing it. Bacchus covered his ears when the yelling continued it was getting kind of loud. He didn’t know it that was due to his powers or because he was just loud in general. He was betting it was a little of both but when they yelling stopped Bacchus just let out a quick chuckle.

The counter cracked under the body’s weight and Bacchus had a feeling she was just noticing the powers. Lucky for her they didn’t start acting up out on the streets. She could have killed someone who didn’t need to die or… no Bacchus didn’t really care either way. ”I don’t got a problem with the cops. They just make my work harder. In fact if it wasn’t for the fact that they keep trying to stop me I’d love ‘em they are good to keep competition down.” Bacchus said as he walked over and patted the counter that was now on the floor. ”You can grow and shift your weight now. Basically yer built like a brick**** house. Bullets don’t harm ya, not a lot does.”

”You got to pee then go, I’m sure you have seen it before.” he shrugged, ”Not like I haven’t gone to the bathroom yet in your body.” Bacchus said lying to her, he did go to the bathroom but it was more to check out the new body than anything else. ”Just remember more than two shakes, you are playing with it.”

>>”I don’t got a problem with the cops. They just make my work harder. In fact if it wasn’t for the fact that they keep trying to stop me I’d love ‘em they are good to keep competition down.”

Sveta sighed and rolled her eyes. Her little freakout yielded no improvement. The guy was obviously a criminal. She consoled herself with the idea of sending Sam after him once they had switched their bodies back.

>>”You can grow and shift your weight now. Basically yer built like a brick**** house. Bullets don’t harm ya, not a lot does.”

Oh. Well, that was good to know. Not very reassuring, but at least she was not completely helpless.

>>”You got to pee then go, I’m sure you have seen it before. Not like I haven’t gone to the bathroom yet in your body. Just remember more than two shakes, you are playing with it.”

"Playing with wha..." she bit the sentence off and turned bright red. Maybe his powers also made him blush more? Or was it just because she was mortified?... With a sigh, Sveta headed towards the bathroom.

"And I can't even punch you because you are wearing my body." she muttered, feeling sorry for herself. She looked back from the bathroom door. "Hands off, get it?"

Bacchus started to laugh when his body turned red at his comment. Was she that unfamiliar with expression or was she just easily embarrassed. His last girlfriend in the states was the same way but she had a lot more homicidal tendencies than the girl who was trapped in his new body. It was funnier somehow that his body was the one who was blushing. Bacchus didn’t know his body was capable of that.

”Punch me when I get my body back then and we can call it even right?” Bacchus said as he went through and raided the cupboards once again for something else. Wondering if his senses were going to kick in his own body. ”You should be more worried about hands on!” Bacchus called back from the fridge, ”otherwise you are goanna have a mess and I’m not cleaning it up.” he smirked to himself and made himself a sandwich.

”So what’s the plan here?” Bacchus asked, ”We gonna go look for this guy or let him come to me? I want to get back into my old body as soon as I can. Nothing wrong with this body though, just I imagine it doesn’t do so well from being shot at.”

>>”Punch me when I get my body back then and we can call it even right? You should be more worried about hands on! otherwise you are goanna have a mess and I’m not cleaning it up.”

Sveta returned from the bathroom a few minutes later, accomplished but no less mortified. It was hands down the most surreal experience of her life so far, and that included kissing a moose.

>>”So what’s the plan here? We gonna go look for this guy or let him come to me? I want to get back into my old body as soon as I can. Nothing wrong with this body though, just I imagine it doesn’t do so well from being shot at.”

"Yeah but no one wants to shoot at me" she pointed out, ignoring that the guy was eating her food "Not without the vigilante costume anyway."

Good thing she was not wearing that getup to the juice bar.

"We go hunt his ass down" she decided "And beat him until he switches us back. I am not sure if he would come to you, he might think you are out for vengeance. Which you are."

”You haven’t really been living then.” Bacchus replied quickly with a smirk as he bit into the sandwich. He rose an eyebrow when she said vigilante ”You know I like vigilantes more than cops.” Bacchus said laughing again, ”They always try to stop you but are too worried about anything else around them. People, buildings cops.” he took another bite and started to laugh, ”Why I usually get away with pretty much anything.”

”Vengeance maybe but really,” Bacchus gestured at his new body, ”Vengeance or not I’d still come running with that body.” Bacchus said, ”You really that scary?” Bacchus asked in some disbelief. He looked down at her figure once again and shook his head, she might have been scrappy but she was tiny. Then again a swift kick to any man’s jewels still hurt even his, no matter how big he could become.

”Where do we start, I suggest not going to a juice bar because well I still have a reputation and no giant in his right mind would be at a bar that doesn’t have alcohol in it.” Bacchus smirked, ”You might see what I mean soon.”

>>”You haven’t really been living then. You know I like vigilantes more than cops. They always try to stop you but are too worried about anything else around them. People, buildings cops. Why I usually get away with pretty much anything.”

Sveta rolled her eyes again. The guy had an ego on him larger than his muscles. Bad combination. She'd have to get back to that later. After the punching. Or maybe have Sam handle it.

>>”Vengeance maybe but really. Vengeance or not I’d still come running with that body. You really that scary?”

"I'm a Russian woman with guns, American guys are terrified by me" she smirked, and left it at that.

>>”Where do we start, I suggest not going to a juice bar because well I still have a reputation and no giant in his right mind would be at a bar that doesn’t have alcohol in it. You might see what I mean soon.”

"I hope not" she muttered, then nodded "All right, I know the neighborhood he lives in. Probably. I rescued him from mugging one night, I assume he was going home. We go dere, look around, maybe he shows himself. Unless you got a better idea."

Bacchus laughed with the woman’s voice one that went high pitch as he grabbed his sides putting an emphasis on his laughter. ”Right, well most American’s I’ve found scare easy. Again, nothing-personal love, but a Russian with guns aren’t all too scary. Looking at a guy who pissed off a Russian mob boss when he decided he wanted to bounce a check.” Bacchus didn’t mention it wasn’t really a bounced check but rather the need to save Alli from a life of forced servitude for the mob. He also didn’t mention he was the one that took her in the first place.

When his body mentioned the location Bacchus nodded his head. ”Sounds good enough, once we get there I can walk in the direction he was and maybe he’ll find me? You can keep a look out or try to track him down. Might be easier if you remember what he smelled like.” Bacchus tapped his nose, ”Sometime the nose knows.” Bacchus then walked to the door without any further explanation. ”Lead the way, handsome”

>>”Right, well most American’s I’ve found scare easy. Again, nothing-personal love, but a Russian with guns aren’t all too scary. Looking at a guy who pissed off a Russian mob boss when he decided he wanted to bounce a check.”

"I didn't say dey scare of Russians. Dey scare of women with guns." Sveta smirked. She hoped that before all of this was over, she would get to take the guy's ego down a notch or two. He sounded like he had ego to spare.

>>”Sounds good enough, once we get there I can walk in the direction he was and maybe he’ll find me? You can keep a look out or try to track him down. Might be easier if you remember what he smelled like. Sometime the nose knows. Lead the way, handsome”

"Let's go." she nodded, checking herself on instinct to see if everything about her new body was in order, before she walked over to a drawer and pulled out a gun, tucking it away. "And remember, don't touch people. Some really bad things can happen if you touch a mutant. Believe me."

He probably didn't, but she had to say it anyway.