14182/This is not the Jen I was Looking For

This is not the Jen I was Looking For
Date of Scene:	18 February 2023
Location:	Jennifer Walter's apartment
Synopsis:	No description
Cast of Characters:	Bruce Banner, Johnny Storm

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Bruce Banner has posed:
Something was not right. Bruce knew it right away. It was not so much that things did not _feel_ right, it was that they were...quiet. He did not feel anything pressing against his mind. Something was free. Missing. Gone.

He slowly opens his eyes, blinking. "It worked, Clea!" he calls out. Only to not recognize the voice that came out of his body. He flails in surprise and falls out of not his bed, onto not his floor. "What the..." He stands up and looks around feverishly in his not apartment, until he looks in not his mirror and sees not his face staring back at him. "Who the..."

Panic sets in as he looks around, searching for a way out. He dashes towards the door, thinking he must somehow be a prisoner, and finds surprisingly that it opens. Even more surprisingly, he recognizes the hallway immediately. He turns and run to the apartment just next to him, and starts pounding on the door.

"JEN! JEN! Open up, it's Bruce!!"

It only occurs to him after a few moments of feverishly pounding on the door that he is in a panic.

He, Bruce Banner, is in a panic.

And there is no one green trying to use it to force their way out.

Johnny Storm has posed:
Johnny has a lot of weird dreams. Frankly, given some of the terrible things that have happened to him, he's perfectly happy to have weird dreams rather than memories to give him trouble. But this one was a whopper - he knew a lot of the people there and can easily imagine such a conflict with a sorceress - hey, at least she was cuter than Dr. Strange.

When he wakes up in bed, he's groggy, eyes blinking, "Geez. No more late night garlic. Gives me the 'mares," he says. When he pushes up from his bed, though, he finds it's not his bed. And those hands aren't his hands. They were...girl hands. Green hands. Big hands.

"HOLY SHIT!" Bruce can hear Jen's voice even through the door.

Bruce Banner has posed:
"JEN!" A voice that does not sound at all like Bruce's is shouting from outside, pounding at the door. "Jen, it's Bruce, are you ok!"

His hands move to his pockets - he does actually have an emergency key to her apartment - and then realizes he is not wearing his pants. Luckily, he is at least wearing pants. But nothing else. Who is he, he still needs to know?

He thinks back in his head. Jen's neighbor. Some guy. Actor? Musician? Someone famous. "Jen, please, I really need you to open up, this is _kind of_ an emergency!"

Johnny Storm has posed:
Jen? Did he say Jen? Like Jen Walters, one of his oldest friends, supplementary FF member, beloved aunt of Franklin and Valeria, woman he's been hitting on relentlessly and hopelessly for years? That Jen?

He pops up and looks in the mirror, wearing a tank top and a pair of boy shorts that Jen's body stretches well beyond the conventional limits of the fabric. Unstable molecules, maybe? Sue might've given one of her best friends a few gifts for her overpowered frame that she wouldn't tear apart.

The banging on the door would normally be a low priority, but he figures he should do something about it. Because what the holy hell is going on?!??

Johnny goes to the door and opens it, towering figure looking down at Bruce-Hannigan, "Uh...okay, this is gonna sound really weird, but I'm...not Jen. But I'm in her body. Hi."

Bruce Banner has posed:
Looking up with relief as he sees his cousin, Bruce goes to try to hug her until he stops dead cold. "What?" he says, taking a step back as he looks at her. "Don't screw with me, Jen, I've had a _really bad day_, and you know how I get when my day gets..." He stops for a moment. He looks down at his hands. Then back up at Jen.

"I don't feel him. At all. He's not here." He looks excited. "The Hulk is gone!"

Then, finally, he parses out what Jen said. "Wait. Who are..." He reaches up to massage his temple. "Oh, this is _not_ good..."

Johnny Storm has posed:
Johnny-Hulk takes the incoming hug blankly, but doesn't push the stranger away, until the hug is stopped. "Aw, I could use a hug, actually, dude."

"Wait, the Hulk? Are you...is that you, Bruce? It's me, Johnny Storm! But you're not...you're not you either. THat's not your face. I remember your face and it doesn't look like that. Did you guys do something weird? You guys are cousins, you know, you might at least want to check state law..."

"I'm kidding. But seriously...what the fudge, man?"

Bruce Banner has posed:
Bruce's jaw drops as Jen admits that she is...Johnny Storm? He tries to close it, and then open it again. "Uh. Wow." He looks down at himself for a moment, and then back up at Jen. Johnny.

"I have no idea what is going on. I just woke up in someone else's body, and the Hulk is gone, and ...OH MY GOD!" He runs past Jen into the apartment, moving to turn on a tv. "If someone else is in my body that doesn't know how to control the Hulk..."

He starts frantically flicking channels, looking for news report of a rampage.

Johnny Storm has posed:
Johnny-Hulk watches Bruce run past him and into the house, "Well, come on in. Mi casa es su casa. Except this isn't really mi casa, it Jen Casa. Sue Casa is right next to my casa back at the Baxter building."

"But yeah, that sounds like a bad idea. Let's hope they don't get pissed off. Maybe it's whoever's body you're in. Do you have a wallet or something?"

Bruce Banner has posed:
Turning to glare back at Johnny-in-Jen, Bruce-in-Mike stabs a finger at him. "I have more rights to this place then you do! Look, don't get any funny ideas about..." He glances around and frowns, and then grabs a robe and throws it at him. "I will break ever damn mirror in this place if I have to, Johnny Storm!" He waggles his finger at him. "Worse, I'll tell Jen and let her ... " He pauses. "Wait. Where is JEN??"

He looks back at the tv, and not spotting any rampaging Hulks look, looks back to Johnny. "Uh. You know. It...wait, I'm a moron." He darts into the bedroom and grabs Jen's phone. "I'll call myself!"

Johnny Storm has posed:
Johnny-Hulk puts his hands on her hips, "Hey, look, I know I'm not the most innocent person in the world, but I'm not -that- bad. Jen's my friend, I'm not going to be going around feeling her up, no matter how smoking hot she is. And I do look incredible in this, right?" he says, turning a little back and forth.

"My guess is she's probably in my body. And nobody's going to tell her not to mess with my body, because only -I- would be the perv in this situation, right? If I was in my body, I'd harumph very loudly and fly away right now, only I can't.

"And yeah...uh...call yourself!"

Bruce Banner has posed:
Bruce-in-Mike stares daggers at Johnny. "Yeah yeah, well you better not!" He says, pointing at him again. "Ok, well, this is really weird." He watches Johnny model as Jen and his frown deepens. "I swear to god Johnny, unless you want the Hulk to give you the same treatment he gives Ben..."

He shakes his head, waiting for the phone to pick up. Hoping that it does. Because he does _not_ want to endure this at all. "Damnit." He hangs up. "No answer." Then he pauses, narrows his eyes at Jen, and then looks at the phone, scrolling. Scrolling. Scrolling. Then he stabs it with a finger, looking at up at Johnny. "Apparently she gave you a nickname. I'm 'Cuz Brucie', but you're "Johnny Blaze." He shakes his head. "Jen has the dumbest names sometimes."

Johnny Storm has posed:
Johnny-Hulk sighs, "Dude, I just got here and, yes, I am in an attractive shape, but I would much prefer my shape. I'm pretty sure the girls...okay, well, not all of them, but some of the girls I've been talking to would want me back in my own body, too!" he says.

"Also, don't threaten me with the Hulk, you're not the Hulk right now and even if you were I'd just fly up really high and you'd never catch me. I hate fighting you when you're the Hulk. I want nice Hulk, not mean Hulk. The Incredible Hug, that's what you need to be."

"Look, let's go to my place. I don't know if Reed's in, but you're one of the few people who might know what to do with his lab to figure this thing out, huh?"

Bruce Banner has posed:
Some of the girls. Bruce as Mike's eyes darken as he looks at Jen. "You..." He just shakes his head.

"Sure, I won't threaten you with the Hulk now, but when he comes back, you better watch it." He frowns deeply, but then he hears the Incredible Hug, and he just sighs. "This is the craziest day of my life, and I'm stuck with _you_."

Bruce holds up a finger. "Wait, huh?" He shakes his head. "Apparently Johnny Blaze is...not you?" He pulls away the phone and scrolls some more. "OH. You are under Storm." He looks up at Jen. "We can, but I don't know if that would help. This is a magic thing, not a...." He sighs. "I can't believe I just said that."

He nearly jumps as the phone stops ringing. "Jen? Jen, it's Bruce!" He looks up at Johnny as the faint sound of Johny's own voice is coming over on the phone. "We'll be right there."