Second floor common room, Thursday afternoon

[sneerkite]

This was not the sort of chaos that Steerpike had been expecting the rain to bring.

She was currently sulking in the common room, since curiosity to see what havok this odd change would wreak had over come any desire for solitude.

At least, she thought, she had turned into a pretty girl.

[ooc: open!]

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[sneerkite]

"I'm Steerpike," Steerpike said, as though this ought to explain everything. "You?"

[lovechildblair.livejournal.com]

"Blair." Blair said with a bounce. "So whatever this is hit you too, huh?"

[sneerkite]

"So it would seem. You seem unsurprised."

[lovechildblair.livejournal.com]

"Oh, I was plenty surprised this morning." Blair shrugged. "But then I figured it would be a cool experience. Can you imagine the kind of paper I can write?"

"Besides...it's Fandom. Somebody is always turning into something around here. I'm surprised the administration doesn't insert identification chips under our skin so they'll know who we are no matter what we've morphed into that day."

[sneerkite]

"Don't give them any ideas. Paper? You mean to study the phenomenon?"

[lovechildblair.livejournal.com]

"Good point. Can't let the man track us." Blair nodded and then held up his notebook. "Of course, man! I'm getting to experience life from a female perspective. Seeing both sides. I'm sure a sociology journal would publish it."

[sneerkite]

"Oh, most certainly. So you are a student of life, are you? I like to study people, as well."

[lovechildblair.livejournal.com]

"Really?" Blair leaned forward. "I didn't know we had someone else here at school who was into anthropology."

[sneerkite]

"Ah, you even have a term for it. I have not studied formally, but I do spend a great deal of time observing."

[lovechildblair.livejournal.com]

"Me too!" Blair bounced excitedly. "We should get together and observe sometime. Compare notes or something."

[sneerkite]

"That would be quite interesting. Tell me, Blair, did you know that there is someone on campus attempting to impersonate you?"

[lovechildblair.livejournal.com]

Blair blinked. "Uh...what?"

[sneerkite]

"And not doing a terribly good job of it, I might add. Anyone who knows her can tell it is her."

[lovechildblair.livejournal.com]

"There's a girl pretending to me?" Blair blinked again. "Why? Are they a spy?"

She leaned forward to whisper. "Is it Nadia?"

[sneerkite]

"Er, no, it's not Nadia. And as far as I know she isn't a spy. I have no idea why, as she refused to admit that she was her and not you."

[lovechildblair.livejournal.com]

"Was she doing anything bad?" Blair asked quietly. "Like trying to hurt my reputation by kicking puppies or voting republican?"

[sneerkite]

"She was wearing a save the whales tshirt and partnered up with me for the make-out assignment."

[lovechildblair.livejournal.com]

"You made out with a fake-me?" Blair gasped.

[sneerkite]

"I was well aware that she was not you when I did so."

[lovechildblair.livejournal.com]

"Good." Blair nodded. "Was I...I mean..not-me good at making out?"

[sneerkite]

"Oh, yes, quite." one assumes, since we haven't played that part out yet "You have nothing to worry about."

[lovechildblair.livejournal.com]

"That's good at least." Blair said with a sigh. "I'd hate for my reputation for a good kisser to be ruined."

It was probably obvious by the way she spoke that there was probably no such thing.

[sneerkite]

"Oh, of course. Your reputation is safe with me."

[lovechildblair.livejournal.com]

"Good." Blair nodded. "Thanks for telling me about the impostor. I'm not really sure what the point of that would be, but it's good to know."

[sneerkite]

"I had a feeling it might, in fact, be some sort of mental disorder, but I could be wrong."