5th Floor Common Room - Saturday morning

[strongestgirl.livejournal.com]

Pippi is her perfectly normal, cheerful, SELF this morning. After breakfast, she and Demyx are going to use his path things to go to Disneyland and she's very excited about that. She just knows that nothing bad will happen to disrupt those plans like last time. Muahahaha

But breakfast is the most important meal of the day. So here she is, making more pancakes then the mind can comfortably conceive of.

[ooc: open. come break my brain.]]

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[lovelylana.livejournal.com]

Briar had smelled the pancakes from the 4th floor and discovered he was starving. He dressed quickly in pants and a t-shirt that wasn't too form fitting. He might be in a girl's body, but he didn't particularly want to flaunt it.

He made his way to the common room. "Pancakes?" he asked hungrily.

[strongestgirl.livejournal.com]

"Yup!" Pippi said. "Wouldya like some?"

[nadiathesaint]

Hamlet had woken up with Nadia's boyfriend. He'd been given a brownie and discussed poetry on the roof. He still hadn't managed to break back into his room on the sixth floor, and come to think of it, he wasn't entirely sure WHICH of the many rooms on the sixth floor was his.

So he went one floor down, in search of someone who could possibly help him get into his room where he could brood think in peace.

[lovelylana.livejournal.com]

"Definitely. I think I could eat a horse, right about now." Briar smiled at her. "This is very kind of you to do."

[strongestgirl.livejournal.com]

"Good morning!" Pippi chimed. "... That's a new look for you."

[strongestgirl.livejournal.com]

"Oh well thank you. I enjoy cooking so it's no big deal. Wadda ya want on your flapjacks?"

[lovelylana.livejournal.com]

Briar thought for a moment. "What do you have? Syrup, certainly. Do you have jams, perhaps?"

[nadiathesaint]

Hamlet, who'd managed to find a spiked collar to wear along with the tight pants and dress shirt he'd found on the beach, just shrugged. "These were the only clothes I could find."

[strongestgirl.livejournal.com]

"Strawberry, grape, and orange marmalade." Pippi said motioning to the fridge with her spatula.

"How are you this morning Lana?"

[kitty--fetish.livejournal.com]

Alphonse is also up and about early today-- not to mention himself-- and decided to follow the unwritten law that one goes where there is food. He waved to all the occupants of the room.

[strongestgirl.livejournal.com]

"Good morning Al!"

[strongestgirl.livejournal.com]

"Find? What what happened to your other clothes Nadia?"

[lovelylana.livejournal.com]

"I don't think I've tried the orange marmalade," Briar said thoughtfully. "I think I'll go with that."

He looked at her in some surprise. "Lana? Please. It's Briar. I seem to be stuck in this body." He looked down at himself. "Nice though it is, I'd rather have my own back. I'm missing certain... things that I very much miss."

[nadiathesaint]

Hamlet shook his head. "That's the other thing. Apparently I woke up looking like Nadia. On the beach. With her boyfriend. Who took one set of clothes and left this set for me to wear."

[strongestgirl.livejournal.com]

"... Is Lana in there with you?" Pippi asked. She recalled hearing Briar's name on the radio and he seems willing to vacate the body if he could, so she did not yet reach for a chair.

[kitty--fetish.livejournal.com]

"Hello to you too! Smells good, what're you cooking up this time?"

[strongestgirl.livejournal.com]

Note to self, find Walter.

"... If you look like Nadia... Then who are you?"

[lovelylana.livejournal.com]

"In here with me?" Briar looked shocked. "No. Of course not."

He paused and an uncomfortable look passed over his face. "I don't think so." He was very quiet, searching his mind for any sign of the girl he barely knew. "No, she doesn't seem to be here."

[union-jane.livejournal.com]

So. Her mallet? Not on the roof.

This established, Zero decided to make a search of the dorms before heading off to town to buy some hair dye. If she couldn't have her mallet, she could at least brightly coloured, attention-grabbing hair to go with her ripped up, saftey pinned, iconoclastic attire.

She took her punkish self into the fifth floor common room.

"Morning! Anyone around here seen a mallet?"

[strongestgirl.livejournal.com]

"Pancakes!" she said, and paused a moment. "You are Al right? Not just somebody who looks like Al or somebody in Al's body?"

[kitty--fetish.livejournal.com]

He looked at her blankly for a moment before answering, "Why would I be anyone else?"

[strongestgirl.livejournal.com]

"Okay... That's bad... Well, you may as well have a good breakfast until that can be sorted out..." Pippi said shrugging and going back to making pancakes.

[strongestgirl.livejournal.com]

Oh hell...

"Morning. No, I've not seen a mallet... Would you like some pancakes... Seras?"

[nadiathesaint]

"Hamlet, prince of Denmark."

[strongestgirl.livejournal.com]

"I don't know!" Pippi actually flailed. "Everybody's acting like everybody else and I don't know what to do about it and you're the first person I've talked to this morning that isn't me that's themselves!!!"