But Mark wasnīt as lucky as he thought. The other parts of clothing that had been Aidan came flying now, as Mark had summoned them accidentally. Before he could stop it the gloves slipped on his hands and the shoes were on his feet. His tries to remove one glove did nothing, as it was indeed glued to him. The jacket slipped on without much resistance, and after it was closed in front of him he couldnīt even open one button of it. Just as Mark realized he could say something the scarf wrapped itself tight around his neck and one layer slipped over his mouth, effectively silencing him. The last three parts of Aidan hit him all at once, letting him topple over. Not seeing through the cap that's half over his eyes he hits the keyboard before going down. He was padded by the backpack, an Aidan screamed in pain.
Mark couldnīt move anymore after he hit the ground, but had no idea what was wrong. Then his body moved again, but he couldnīt control any part of it. Mark felt like a passenger in his own body. His body moved tot he computer and deleted his Mark rules command. Afterwards his body selected something and after another minute of reading hit save. Then he could hear Aidans voice from the phone again. Thanks Mark for effectively killing me. I canīt change myself back to my human body anymore, as it didnīt exist anymore. There was no back-up file for it. The clothes will remain my body, so to the chronivac I still exist, thatīs why I was able to cancel your not speaking comment. But thanks to your hitting the keyboard when you fell down, you gave me as your clothes control of everything covered by me. Normally I wouldnīt take over your body, but without my own body I have no alternative. So have fun as my prisoner.
Mark couldnīt believe it. One small mistake and now he was nothing but a meat-puppet to Aidan. A small part of him saw it as he had earned this for wanting to torture Aidan as his clothes. The rest tried his best to fight for control again.
Aidan noticed that Mark tried to regain control, so he looked at the chronivac again. He was sure it could help him quieting Mark. So he wouldnīt fight anymore. Aidan switched back to the text input, which he had left after deleting Marks command to look over his options, but on Marks profile instead. To not make wording errors he decided against Marks way and simply typed his wishes in.
The first was simple. Marks mind has no control of his body, as long as he wears at least one part of clothing that had been Aidan Starns. After hitting save he felt Mark stopped resisting him. It wasnīt Marks intention, as he still fought, but Aidan didnīt notice anything of it anymore.