Third floor common room, Sunday evening

[captainliberty]

Janet has made her way allllll the way to the dorms, and alllll the way up the stairs after talking to Pam. It's very tiring on her wee little legs, and she crawls up onto the couch with her eight pounds of clothes and towel cape, and decides she's bored.

She spots the remote and her eyes light up, and she reaches to grab it. The problem is, she doesn't know how to work the remote, so she's yelling "WORK!" at it and pouting when that doesn't turn the TV on.

She might need help. Or advice that TV ruins the brain.


[Open, especially for the kiddies, or those who want to entertain said kiddies. La.]

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[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

"Students," Parker said, keeping her voice down again. "And that... explains a lot." She paused. "Although not the llama, really."

[morpherboy.livejournal.com]

< You were little and wee? > Marco asked with an audible, and vaguely visible, grin. < What's wrong with llamas? I felt like being a llama. >

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

"I was four." Parker rolled her eyes, then scowled, but not convincingly. "And nothing wrong with it, really. Or polar bears." She looked at him again, eyes wide as she shook her head. "Brain-breaky though it might be."

[morpherboy.livejournal.com]

Marco took a moment to glance at the clock over Parker's head. < I have another half an hour. And there have to be photos, right? Where can I start looking?> Again, the grin could be heard. < Why is it brain breaky? >

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

"I refuse to answer on the grounds that everyone else would kill me." Parker rolled her eyes, and mourned that whapping a polar bear was just not happening. "Because... you are waaaay bigger than usual. And I didn't think science could get *this* much like magic."

[morpherboy.livejournal.com]

< Alien science. > Marco corrected. < If you want the full sciency explanation, I'll write home and get back a ten page paper that will go waaaay above my head. And I think that all magic is just science, twisted. >

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

"Yeaaaaah, no." Parker shook her head. "Thanks, though." She looked around, trying not to smirk. "I'd love to see the science on this, though." She frowned. "Aliens? Wait, we had this conversation."

Yeah, anyone watching has to think Parker has lost it.

[morpherboy.livejournal.com]

Marco grinned. < Yup! I absorb the DNA of the animal, then can become that animal. All the extra mass and body parts and stuff get sucked into Z-space. And then if you're me, and really lucky, then a space ship going through z-space will accidentally run over your insides. >

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

"Ow!" Parker commented aloud, then shook her head. "How the heck did that happen? And any one? No matter the size, the differences...?"

[morpherboy.livejournal.com]

< Dumb luck. Yup, any animal as long as I have a sample of DNA. There's also a two hour limit. Oh, and ants? Are creeeepy. >

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

And that got the bzuh? face again. "Seriously. Why would you...? Never mind. Not sure I want to know."

[morpherboy.livejournal.com]

< We were being sneaky. Flies are only marginally better. > Marco may have been trying to get the bzuh? face on purpose now.

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

"Whaaa..." Parker looked suspicious. "Okay, now you're just messing with me."

[morpherboy.livejournal.com]

Marco blinked. < Nope. Hell, I wish I was. Did you know that while Raid may be fatal to flies, it's not to humans? I actually have proof. >