Third Floor Common Room, Saturday Morning

[ambassadorinara.livejournal.com]

Well. This was...different. She felt tall and lithe. Streamlined. More like a thoroughbred than a show horse. Inara felt like dancing. This was a body made for fun, and dancing, and play. Amber was certainly very lucky.

So, she turned on the radio until she found an oldies station and improvised steps like she'd seen in old vids on the cortex as she made herself some breakfast.

[ooc: Oh, so very open!]

Comments

[ihaveniceteeth.livejournal.com]

Still only half-awake, Gwen stumbled into the common room. "Morning," she mumbled.

[ambassadorinara.livejournal.com]

"Morning," she waved back cheerily. "Would you like some tea?"

[ihaveniceteeth.livejournal.com]

"Yeah, thanks," Gwen replied, smiling.

[ambassadorinara.livejournal.com]

Inara set some water on to heat, grinning as she was able to reach for things much more easily (less time on her tiptoes had to be a good thing, in her opinion).

The problem came, however, when she leaned in to get the tea leaves and bumped her head on the cupboard with a thwack. "Ow. Oh, I think this may take some getting used to. How are you this morning?" She asked, turning to face the unfamiliar boy. Unfamiliar to her, she realized, but possibly not to Amber.

How was she going to figure out his name so Amber wouldn't be thought guilty of forgetting someone who was a friend, if he was a friend?

Oh, this was terribly confusing.

[ihaveniceteeth.livejournal.com]

"Oh, fine enough," Gwen said, still just that bit too groggy to really worry about if this girl knew Andros or not. "Bit disorientated, but I guess that's to be expected and all."

[ambassadorinara.livejournal.com]

"Really?" She leaned against the counter, but couldn't help tapping her fingers to the beat in the music. "Why is that?"

[ihaveniceteeth.livejournal.com]

"Well, for a start, I'm taller than I was this time yesterday," Gwen said. "And I keep feeling like I'm going to fall over for some reason."

[sonofmogh.livejournal.com]

Worf strode into the common looking very disgruntled.

Which was pretty much normal except for the fact he was in Johnny's body instead of his own. That upped the disgruntled factor up quite a few notches.

"Hello," he said gruffly to the other people in the common room before going into the fridge to get his secret stash of prune juice.

Not that anyone would touch it on any floor he hid it but Worf preferred to err on the side of caution.

[ambassadorinara.livejournal.com]

"Hello," Inara greeted him. "There's food, if you would like breakfast, and tea."

[sonofmogh.livejournal.com]

"This is all I need," Worf said gruffly as he poured himself a glass. "You are welcome to partake of it if you wish."

[ambassadorinara.livejournal.com]

"Thank you," she said, inclining her head at him. This boy seemed somehow familiar, even though she could swear she hadn't met him before. "What is it?"

[sonofmogh.livejournal.com]

"Prune juice," Worf replied making a small face when he took a sip. It wasn't quite the taste he was familiar with. "It's is quite good."

[ambassadorinara.livejournal.com]

Inara reached for a glass, again bumping her head on the cabinet and swearing under her breath in Chinese. "I'll take your word for it," she decided, pouring herself half of a glass and sipping cautiously.

[ihaveniceteeth.livejournal.com]

Gwen smiled at him. "Morning."

[sonofmogh.livejournal.com]

"So it is," Worf grumbled before pushing the bottle to the boy. "Prune juice?"

[ihaveniceteeth.livejournal.com]

Gwen's eyebrows shot up. "Er, no. Thank you."

[sonofmogh.livejournal.com]

"It's quite good," Worf insisted as he took another sip then made a face. "Usually."

[ihaveniceteeth.livejournal.com]

"I'll take your word for it," Gwen said. "But I'm on a no prune diet."

[morpherboy.livejournal.com]

Marco had considered staying in his room all weekend, but had re-considered after five minutes of boredom. He nodded as he came in and went for the coffee.

[ambassadorinara.livejournal.com]

"Hello," Inara greeted the other boy cheerfully, feeling a bit of freedom in looking like someone else, even if it was temporary.

[morpherboy.livejournal.com]

Marco could relate. "Good morning."

[ambassadorinara.livejournal.com]

"Would you like some tea? I just made a fresh pot," she offered.

[morpherboy.livejournal.com]

"I think I'm going to go straight for the coffee." Marco informed her. "And uh, I know this is going to sound weird but are you Amber?"

[ambassadorinara.livejournal.com]

"Oh! No, I'm not," she said quickly, "and I'm sorry if I misled you in any way. I'm Inara. We were part of the experiment yesterday."

[inthereflexes.livejournal.com]

Jack felt like going for a short walk. Everything was a short walk. Man. How did she get around like this?