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Blinking hard, Astrid stared. "Umm..." she got out, feeling extremely nervous all of a sudden. "Well...uhh...I got something I guess after talking to Akira about some stuff...and then I met Sekhmet..."

Switching her demeanour suddenly, she jutted her hip out with her hand on it. Narrowing her eyes, almost suspiciously, she said, "So I was talking to Akira right...he went on about this whole thing, about why he looks different? He does look different, you know. He's taller and he's got these wings. I'm still not sure he's the real Akira...he was saying all this stuff about how he's stuck to a god now." Sticking her lower lip out, she crossed her arms. Hod, lazing around her shoulders, was completely uninterested. "So...so what's up with all that stuff? What happened to Akira? And I met this girl that looks a big cat. She told me she's a goddess."

Mentally, Astrid threw her arms out and stomped her feet around in her brain. Man was this stupid. Yet she still believed Sekhmet, although it was easier to forget the mysterious yet elegant cat student's words without her there. What the hell was with all this crap anyway?

Astrid sat down slowly, but she stared at Aerin with rapt attention. Her eyes grew wider with every word, until she dropped her head and punched her fist into her head. ...Oh crap. It was really Akira.

"Damn," she hissed, her hair hanging low and obscuring her face. She felt like crap. Astrid wasn't much for friends, but she had kind of considered Akira one -- one of the few. She knew she'd be pissed if someone came up to her and didn't believe her when she said it was her. I wonder if he's mad at me.

Suddenly, she wanted to demand to herself why should she care if he was mad at her? It wasn't like it mattered. But it did matter. A little bit, anyway. She kind of liked hanging out with Akira.

"..." Raising her head, she gave Aerin a weary look. At least his explanation made a little more sense...if she squinted. "..." She scratched the back of her neck. "...So...so the reason he looks older is 'cause his chemicals went a little crazy? And he needs to be older to balance it out...or something. And you can make people older." It sounded stupid. She knew it did. Really. Later she was going to have to write this down.

Looking ill, she asked, "...And all that gods stuff is true? Crap. I knew it was after Sekhmet. Either she was an assassin or she was telling the truth." Dropping her head into her hands and shaking it, Astrid tried to feel a little more sane. "Crap," she muttered again. "...What's this god guy in my dreams got to do with me? If that's him. How come he picked me? And what for? Is he trying to make me into him? Or his slave?" Her eyes narrowed. "He can forget being his slave. I don't do work for anyone but me."

Nervousness spiked in her stomach. Astrid wanted to believe Aerin, because he was a nice guy, and someone that...well, weird, just couldn't be lying. He was one of the only adults in the world that Astrid would ever believe on a second's notice. Now that she had to believe him, here, again, she wished he didn't sound so confident. So...right.

"I don't know anything about him," she said quickly. Perhaps a bit...too quickly. Putting her hand up to touch's Hod's side instinctively, she wanted to add, but his wife kissed me so I guess I'm screwed now either way right? As long as she wasn't a slave. She would never be a slave. In some dark part of her brain, she had a feeling that "Loki" himself probably already knew that. Did he plan to prove her wrong? Aerin was saying no. Then what the hell?

It's...it's kind of like Sekhmet, isn't it. I mean, if you're all up there wherever gods are...she got the chance to come down here. Maybe he's just bored.

A smirk flitted across her face. Or just wanting to screw around with other peoples' followers. Hahaha! Her face darkened and fell. That's not funny. Except it was a LITTLE bit...

"Is this going to hurt?" she asked Aerin, standing up from the chair. Her stomach began to be invaded by a vicious hoarde of angry butterflies. Feeling ill again, Astrid recalled saying she would never walk through the door that Akira had. But now she had a problem. Her little brain chemicals might explode any second.

"Stupid brain," she muttered, half talking to herself.

"Is that all?" Astrid asked wearily. "Wake up in a new body?" I feel so much better now.

Looking at Hod on her shoulder, she pointed to him. "Can Hod come with me, or does he have to stay?"

Astrid cocked an eyebrow at Hod. "Whatchu think, Hod? You want to come?" The snake merely turned its head to her, flicking his tongue out. Astrid knew she desperately wanted him to come, too. But she would never force him.

...Except I can't go in there alone. Hod will freak if I'm not there...

Frowning, she realized she didn't have much of a choice. It looked like Hod was coming. Maybe he'd get something out of it...or...something.

Swallowing her pride, a rare thing to be sure, she marched right up the infamous room and leaned over without stepping foot in. Looking around it, she gave Aerin a "hope I don't die" look. "Bye Aerin. I'll be back later...," she said under her breath to him as she glanced back up at him.

Then she walked inside.

[New RP - Trela & Aerin]

Oh no. It was happening to her ... just like Akira said. Insanity; she was right. But wait. She replayed the message in the back of her mind ... Bond with a deity ... she was bonding as well? So ... she was on the same path as Akira.

Trela slithered to the Infirmary doors and knocked before entering, 'Hel-- ... Holy s**t.' She had never been to the Infirmary before. How ... pink and ... flowery.

Shaking her head, she tried again, 'Hello! I recieved a message telling me to report ... here.' She coughed nervously.

Okay, no. Keep calm. Everything was going to be all right.

The snake-girl noticed the altered human waving to her, and was shocked. Well ... it was obvious it was a man ... cross-dresser. Ah, whatever. Waving back, she slithered over.

Trela paused, 'Uhh ... yeah. What's going on? Who are you?'

She could already feel her sanity slipping away. Maybe she was just worried ...