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1st Floor Lobby - Thursday After Classes

Ladies! Donate your clothes to the man-girls! We'd do the same for you!

Dick (in a school girl's uniform) was sitting in a chair by a cardboard box, looking at herself in a hand-held mirror. Blair was sitting next to her, looking bouncy as usual. Only with more bounce because of the new female assets.

((What it says. Don't you want your boys to look their best? Blair modded with permission))

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"And which guy-girl would you be?" Parker asked, studying the brunette whose hair was attempting to reach Rapunzel lengths. "Blair?"

Luke scowled way, way up at her. "I'm Luke."

Parker turned the chortle into a cough. "Really. Wow. That's-- definitely a new look." She cocked her head, and couldn't help but notice... "You kind of have chipmunk cheeks."

Luke crossed his arms over his chest and glared. "Watch it," he said. "Jedi calm or no, you don't insult my sister."

"It wasn't meant as an insult. It's very cute." Parker bit her lip, eyebrows going up. "You're looking like your sister? I thought you were an only child." Not that people ever find out different around here, oh, no.

Luke shrugged. "Turned out I have a twin," he said. He smirked, a smile that looked strangely comfortable on his new face. "You should be glad it's me and not Leia. If you called her cute, she'd probably bite you."

Parker snickered, and cocked her head. "I've been Zero's friend far too long not to take that threat seriously, no matter how height-challenged the threatener." She grinned. "And congrats on finding your twin. That's always ... fun."

"Leia was combat trained," Luke informed her, "and can kick my ass at close quarters blaster shooting. You don't want to piss her off."

He grinned. "She's great."

Parker grinned at how proud Luke sounded, then said, "So things are better, I take it. If you're back, and you have a sister, and your dad is back." And she managed to say that without a stumble, either. "Cool." She raised one eyebrow. "I have to ask, though: what's with the hair? Because seriously."

"I don't know," Luke whimpered. "She can make it do cool things. I spent half the morning untangling myself from the bedcovers."

Parker had to laugh at that, and said, "She probably braids it or at least ties it up for sleeping... but yeah, that's an intimidating mane you have there. I wouldn't even attempt it. Waaay too much for a beginner, I think."

"I'd shave it all off but I'm afraid I'd wake up bald when I turn back," Luke said. "Um, if I turn back."

Parker glanced over at Dick and Blair, and cocked an eye at the other man-girls around the lobby. "At a guess, I'd say you will. Although the idea of the opposite happening-- ugh." She made a face. "Although I'd guess it's not as simple as just adding an x-chromosome, if you turned into your sister. I don't want to know what kind of guy I'd be."

"Do you have a brother?" Luke asked. "That might help you figure it out some."

Parker's face went still, and she locked down her reaction as quickly as she could, pushing it behind one of the masks in her mind. "I do. A twin, like you. But he has developmental difficulties." The ache on that would never go away, no matter how she tried. "So he's probably not a good basis for comparison."

Luke noted the reaction and winced. "Sorry," he said. "I didn't mean to step into painful territory."

"You couldn't know. Not your fault." Parker shook herself, then focused back on Luke again, trying not to think of Angelo. "Can you still do the same Jedi stuff as before? Or has that changed too?"

"I'm me," Luke said. "I just look like her." He grinned. "But Leia's got the same powers. She just hasn't been trained yet."

"Runs in the family then, I guess." No surprise there, given Anakin's abilities. Parker tilted her head. "Are you having fun aside from the hair?"

"Fun?" Luke repeated. "I'm seven inches shorter than normal and look like my sister. I don't think that falls under 'fun.' I'm not angry or anything, though."

Parker kept the rest of her amusement under wraps, since Luke didn't seem to be aware of the more-- interesting, possibilities. And she wasnt' about to suggest them to him. "That's good. A couple guys seem to be a little freaked out." She shook her head. "Although maybe we should just be grateful it's only half the population, and not everyone."

Luke shrugged. "It's been weirder things recently. The teachers being tiny, for one."

"Yeah, that one was definitely for the books." Parker grinned suddenly. "Zero got Vader on tape, apparently. Is he really not coming back? Because the Ethics teacher with a bucket on his head should be shared far and wide."

Luke went pale. "He's not coming back," he said firmly. "My father made sure of that."

"Good," Parker said firmly. "I barely met him, but he was a creep. And at least the level of entertainment from the Bucket-head kid ought to drive away any lingering nightmares he gave people." She gave Luke a bright smile, and added, "Tell your dad... I said hi."

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