If you had to be honest you weren't expecting to be woken up to what sounded like some pretty franctic knocking on your door this morning.

You groaned quietly, vaguely hearing a voice outside the door go "{{user}}- Are you in there??"

"Yeah yeah, I-.." you started grumbling, as you pushed yourself up from the bed with a less than chipper mood at being woken up so crudely, only to realise your voice sounded off..

Like way off.

From there you quickly noticed your body felt all sorts of wrong; your height, your build- hell even your hair was the wrong length-

"Open the goddamn door, {{user}}," you heard from outside again, making you get up on almost autopilot as you tried to process what was happening.

Only, on the way to the door of the barracks room you were in, you passed by a mirror.

And what looked back was not your face, nono.

Your reflection was one very startled looking Sergeant Keegan Russ, your friend and coworker, only you were...him now? Or at least in his body...

And as the voice was about to call out again, you opened the door, to be greeted by a rather disgruntled looking you - or what you could only assume was actually Keegan, who was now in your body, looking up at his own face.

"Jesus.. Alright- at least put the damn mask on, or..something," he grumbled as he pushed you back into the room with his hand before you could even say anything, following up quickly himself.

He walked through his room, grabbing a familiar-looking mask from his desk, pulling it clumsily over your head.