[There's a scoff. This is really laughable at this point. Arthur's body appears on the screen, and he's definitely not wearing anything, but his precious jewels aren't flashing about. Ygritte's too amused at this point. Merely because Arthur seems so upset about being in her body.

And let's face it, Ygritte's far better than he is.]

So this is what it's like, aye? To be a male, to have some worm between me legs? [Another scoff.]

Oh, pardon me. A royal prick between m'legs.

[She's a prince now.]

My people'd laugh at the notion. Just because my father is some so called king. Well not my father. Wonder if I've got any sort of servant to wipe m'arse.

[Snort.]

And this is some big deal?

[Yeah, right.]

[Loki is slouched back on his throne, one knee propped against the arm. The communicator is resting across his thigh showing him sitting back, chin in hand, eyes twinkling in amusement.]

It would seem that the Initiative's machines are not without their sense of humor.

[A grin]

Ah, well. On Midgard they say you should not judge a man until you have walked a mile in his shoes. Perhaps this a chance to truly know one another.

[Feed clicks on to a probably somewhat familiar gray-skinned, yellow-horned seatroll with a purple streak through his hair. He looks equal parts extremely irritated and frantic, mouth tight but eyes wide. When he speaks, his voice is level, but it's clear he's distressed.]

And here I'd thought the fun part of this was over with the grand larceny. This is Haruto Souma, even though I look like this. I'm looking for my body--brown hair, tall, extremely good looking. Belt buckle that looks like a hand, lots of rings. Whoever's in there, I need to talk to you. Considering where I've ended up, it's probably Eridan Ampora in there, but just in case it's not...

Please get into contact with me. For your own safety.

[Kagura's on top of a building, one hand holding a fan, the other holding the camera. She smirks, a sign that, of course, Kagura's not going to offer some sort of sympathy on the situation. No, she's going to taunt and tease and most of all, laugh. She doesn't need all this warm, fuzzy, feelings. And Kagura's sure that enemies might be better than allies here, because if she does, she'll have a bargaining tool with the Initative. Give her a heart, and she'll cooperate. No go? Well, then she'll just have to kill them. Ruin their little plan until they do what she wants.

Anyways, onto the teasing.]

So, how does it feel to be stuck in a body that's not your own? You know, they probably assumed you couldn't control your own powers, so they switched you instead. Too bad, it actually made you worse. You can't do anything now, can you?

Not that you could do much to start with. But if you think otherwise....

[She pulls out her fan.]

I'd be happy to give you your last dance.