[OPEN / bodyswap event] so she said what's the problem baby

[ghostpepper]

Who: Gaara in Kushina's body, OPEN
Where: Konoha for the majority of the event.
When: March 6th
Notes: Tophie and Elle have switched journals for the event for ease of icons/ID! Missive thread included inside.

[ The actual switch goes far too smoothly - aching from a night spent out in the deep desert under the full moon, Gaara isn't anywhere near alert when he all but trips over a... he doesn't know, doesn't have time to know, because then there's a seal burning through his foot and he's suddenly... somewhere else.

And he feels fine. Better than fine, he's never felt so healthy in his life, even as he's staggering from someone running into him. That's the first red flag. Not the health, not the seething silence in the back of his mind where cursing and grit should be. The proximity. No one ever gets that close. What happened? He spins, trying to catch sight of the runner, promptly falls over in a whirl of red hair and hopelessly altered balance...

And the sand doesn't catch him.

Gaara hasn't screamed in real fear or real anger since he was thirteen years old, but he barely suppresses it now. Instead, he can't help the hiss-whimper of terror as he looks down at a body not his own, in a country not his own, and in the chambers of his - not his - mind, a creature stirs with too many tails and fur like fire. What happened, he repeats, and Shukaku doesn't hear him.

It takes him too long to reach the travel seal with this light body with reflexes and a ground-eating stride alien to him, and the passports this body is holding - and it's a real person, she's a real person, an Uzumaki - won't take him to Suna. "You're scheduled for Konoha," he's told, and goes through the seals with a dazed obedience.

And then, as he emerges into familiar streets to a chorus of 'Kushina-sama's from the attendant shinobi, he realises. If he's a real person, if he's been switched, rather than transformed and kidnapped, then his body is still back in the ranges north of Sunagakure with a semi-berserk bijuu draining it of chakra.

He has to find the Hokage. ]

[ OOC NOTE: As far as anyone can see, Kushina has returned a little early from a courier mission to north Tea country, and is making her way towards the Hokage tower. She looks unsteady and a little panicked, and flinches if people move too close to her. Have fun. ]

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[ghostpepper]

"Back-- You reversed it?" He asked despite himself. His eyes flicked down to the wriggling patch of flak jacket, but dismissed it as unimportant and he turned to face forward again in a flurry of hair that nearly threw him back off-balance.

"What kind of person is Kushina-san?"

[scarecrowboy]

"It reversed itself," Kakashi said with an idle shrug as he cast a side-long glance across the main street. "I didn't do anything. The seal simply faded and we switched back." No civilians were giving them strange looks - probably because to the best of their knowledge Kushina was acting as typical as usual - but Kakashi somehow still felt a little uncomfortable walking next to this unidentified stranger in the body of one of his closest.

But then he supposed his uncomfortableness was nothing compared to theirs.

"She's a strong woman, in both the physical and emotional sense. She's a pillar of support to everyone she touches, and I'd trust her with my life. Why do you ask?"

[ghostpepper]

"Is that so." It was an inadequate response already, but Gaara's renewed silence afterwards meant that it had to cover for both parcels of information at once and went from 'inadequate' to 'laughably so'. How could a jinchuuriki become a central part of their own community? Every piece of his own progress had been in Konoha, every friend and bond he'd made had been outside the walls of Suna.

Well, not every bond. The few were the exception that proved the rule. And here, wearing this woman's face and actually watching the people around them, he could detect faint motions, differences; someone drawing themselves up as he passed, someone smiling a greeting. A pillar of support. How had she done it?

His - her - jaw clenched.

"She could be in danger- no, if she and I have been switched, there's no 'could' about it." He bit off the rest of the explanation. The people around him whose reactions had given him the will to answer Kakashi were also the reason he couldn't say any more. Even in somewhere like Konoha, the news that two jinchuuriki were unstable and compromised would cause unrest. "Hatake-san, will you send a missive for me? To... Temari of Suna?"

[scarecrowboy]

The facts were, going by his own personal experience and the air of the body-jacker before him, that whoever was in Kushina's body did not want to be there, which also meant that wherever Kushina was would probably be somewhere she'd rather she wasn't. The finer details were Obito's doing, but this much he could definitely do - not only for Kushina, but for this poor soul too.

Kushina's body didn't smell right that much was true, but in her moment of contemplation the slightly strange scent took a turn and landed somewhere between sadness and defiance and Kakashi's hands moved as soon as the missive was requested. A quick flash of hand signs, a nick of blood and a cloud of smoke later, and a dog appeared sitting at his feet, looking between the two in question with an expectant look that turned slightly confused when he did a double take and double sniffed Kushina. Urushi was loyal, however, and straightened when Kakashi unzipped his flak to retrieve a scroll after scooping out the tiny dog nestled at his collar bone. He held the little ball of fluff out to the woman before him with a quick "Can you hold this for a second?" as he prepared the scroll.

"What's your message?"

[ghostpepper]

Suddenly holding a handful of dog, Gaara's first reaction was to almost drop it again as he realised what he'd just been handed and the aforementioned handful began to determinedly squirm towards his face. Was this a pet, or a ninken? He looked between it and the larger, competent dog with faint disdain and definite confusion. Didn't the dogs raise their own?

Fortunately, he had memorised Temari's set phrases, so he could reel the message text off regardless of small dogs. Which was useful, given that he had to juggle it again before he could open his mouth.

"Accept. Summer heat, winter fan. Heart."

[scarecrowboy]

Eien seemed intent on licking the face of who she thought was Kushina, apparently blissfully unaware of any strange scents her chakra might have been giving off (but then, given the size of Eien's teeny tiny nose, perhaps she hadn't picked up on it yet, or perhaps she was just too excited by physical attention to care about a silly difference in scent. How could anyone resist that level of adorable?)

Kakashi arranged the characters in his most readable chicken-scratch of untidily aligned strokes - apparently all the time the academy sensei had spent recently trying to shift his handwriting toward legible hadn't stuck so well - and once he'd finished, he thumbed the scroll, chakra sealed the exterior and knelt to hand it to the expectant canine at his feet, who promptly took off like a bullet; gone in a small plume of dirt.

"He's good with names, it'll be right with her." He held out a hand to take the dog from not-Kushina's person.