outof_thedark | (no subject)

"Fuck!" is Ty shouting at the top of his lungs. "Fuck, fuck, fuck!"

He's woken up and he's a woman. He's a woman, but he didn't fall asleep in a dress last night like Axl had and he's not supposed to be a well-known team changer, is he? Hodr's not like that. He doesn't have Olaf to ask and it's not like he's about to wake Anders up to ask the question, which leaves very few options. Loki? There's no way he'd go to Loki in his own universe, let alone the one here.

That leaves him with one option: Thor.

Ty dresses in a long black henley that swims on him, now, and a pair of jeans that are equally ridiculous, but he manages to get out of the house without Anders waking up -- and that's going to be a whole fucking disaster later that he can't avoid. Especially if the solution to this is like Axl's. He's going to have to make a point to finding Aphrodite later, but right now, he needs to know if this is normal.

"Thor?" Ty calls out when he gets to the man's house. "Thor, it's me."

He rolls his eyes when he realizes how badly he's mimicking Axl right now. At least grandpa isn't playing guessing games with his identity, though he wouldn't put it past Anders.

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Thor had woken that morning in a body that both did and did not belong to him. Though his eyes and hair remained much the same -- bright blue framed by long lashes and a blonde mane decorated with braids -- his face was smooth and bare, its shape softened with new femininity. Overnight, his shoulders narrowed and hips broadened, leaving him with a shape to rival Sif's: athletic and strong, but undeniably that of a woman. Having been subject to the whims of Tabula Rasa before, however -- not to mention being the brother of no less a trickster than Loki -- Thor shrugged off the change as a temporary inconvenience after the initial shock had worn off, and went about his day as normal after a morning spent in private, discovering how far the differences ran.

He is in the small clearing behind his house, wielding a wooden sword as he accustoms himself to the changes in his balance, when an unfamiliar voice catches his ear. Completing a turn, he sticks the pointy end into the ground and calls out, "Back here!"