Third floor common room [afternoon]

[gudspellr-claud.livejournal.com]

It was chilly and cloudy--not ideal tanning conditions--so Claudia wandered into the common room with her giant makeup case and haircare supplies.

She stuck a poster on the wall:

"GET A MAKEOVER BEFUR YOU'RE PARENTS ARRIVE. FAKE TATTOO'S WILL REALLY FREAK 'EM OUT!"

She flipped to some random soap opera and waited to see if anyone would take her up on her offer.

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[always-damp.livejournal.com]

"Dude, have Colt and Travis hooked up yet?" Toby asked, flopping on a sofa, eyes glued to the soap. "I have been waiting for like, ever for this."

[gudspellr-claud.livejournal.com]

"They teased about it, then went to some chick who only has a week to live. You know, again," Claudia said, frowning.

[always-damp.livejournal.com]

"Typical," Toby muttered. "Please tell me she's actually gonna die. That might make it more interesting."

[gudspellr-claud.livejournal.com]

"Or at least put her into a coma and replace her with someone who can act," Claudia said.

[always-damp.livejournal.com]

"Or a hot guy with rippling muscles...oh that's probably a different storyline."

[gudspellr-claud.livejournal.com]

"Oooh, that'd be fun!" Claudia enthused. "Would they go the 'I was really a man all along' route or 'oops, I read the operation wrong and now you have new bits' way?"

[always-damp.livejournal.com]

"Oooh, I like the first one. It's hotter 'cause then she can have a secret male lover and have to like, explain it to him."

[senor-chado.livejournal.com]

These last days made Chad feel a little restless with nothing to do but pack and plan, plan and pack, so he and Prince Oscar Pedro went to see if anything was up in the common room. Clearly, there was, and he reached down with a surprising grace to pick the naked cat up before he stuck his nose too far into the collection of haircare supplies.

"//You don't even have hair,//" he reminded the cat, in Japanese with a grunt, but Prince Oscar Pedro didn't seem to mind the new position, purring and rubbing against Chad's chin as he was petted.

"Makeovers, huh?" he asked Claudia, pretty sure she was the brains behind the sigh.

[gudspellr-claud.livejournal.com]

Claudia grinned and nodded. "When I get bored, I play with hair and makeup," she said.

Her hair was in about a hundred tiny braids today. She'd been really bored.

[senor-chado.livejournal.com]

Chad considered this a moment.

"I'd offer to help," he said, "but..."

He shook his head a little, letting the curly strands of his hair shift a little then settle back into place, saying better than he could in words about how his hair? Kind of sacred.

"And Prince Oscar Pedro doesn't even have any," he added, frowning deeper at his inability to help, and holding the cat out to demonstrate this fact.

[gudspellr-claud.livejournal.com]

"So you got bored and shaved your cat?" Claudia asked carefully. Wow.

[senor-chado.livejournal.com]

"No," said Chad. "He came like this."

[gudspellr-claud.livejournal.com]

"The poor thing!" Claudia said. "Does he need a sweater? Or a cute little hat? Or, like, shoes?"

It's a cat, Claudia.

[robinthefrog.livejournal.com]

Robin hesitated at the door when he saw Claudia, then took a deep breath and ventured in.

"Hi, I'm real, don't throw anything at me please."

[gudspellr-claud.livejournal.com]

"Ack!" Claudia cried, tossing the remote in her hand.

Ooops.

[robinthefrog.livejournal.com]

Robin hopped nimbly out of the way. Hand on hips, he glared...well if he'd had eyebrows and the ability to narrow his eyes he'd be glaring. "Stop throwing things at me!"

[gudspellr-claud.livejournal.com]

"Stop sneaking up on me!" Claudia countered. "You're really short! And also a frog!"

Quite the observant one, she.

[robinthefrog.livejournal.com]

Well, okay she had a point there. "I didn't mean to sneak up on you."

[gudspellr-claud.livejournal.com]

"You should wear a bell or a helmet with a light on it or something," Claudia counseled.

[inthereflexes.livejournal.com]

Jack was just out for a walk, that's all...and got distracted. "Hey."

[gudspellr-claud.livejournal.com]

"Omigod, I'm so glad you can read. That hair is a cry for help," Claudia told him vehemently.

[inthereflexes.livejournal.com]

"What? Is it messed up?" he asked, whipping a pocket comb through his mullet carefully coiffed 'do.

[gudspellr-claud.livejournal.com]

"Oh, Lord, it's about twenty years out of date," she said. "You don't want to look like Billy Ray Cyrus or a guy who pumps gas for a living."

[inthereflexes.livejournal.com]

"Look like who?" he asked, not getting the reference. "And it looks fine. It's stylish!"

Why, yes, Jack would be the type to own a Camaro, why do you ask?

[gudspellr-claud.livejournal.com]

"Omigod, you live in 2009 now, pick up a magazine," Claudia said. Her priorities were a little more skewed towards pop culture than normal, sane individuals. "It's not stylish! It's not even ironically retro. It's just bad."