Dorm laundry room, Thursday evening

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Zayne had learned an important lesson: don't sleep in public here. He learned another lesson, too: sometimes ink doesn't want to come off of skin.

But right now he was able to get some time away from common rooms and roommates who wear very little clothing, and that made things... well, more peaceful if nothing else. He only had a few sets of robes and he couldn't wear them indefinitely without washing them (even if he did come from a galaxy where it seemed like people often only wore one outfit for years). So he was doing laundry. And the weird sounds the washer was making were more than enough to help distract him from thoughts that weren't proper for a potential Jedi and the fact that he had things drawn on his face. Instead, he could just focus on whether or not the machine was supposed to be making these noises. He was pretty sure it wasn't.

"This thing better not explode," Zayne said to himself. "That would ruin the peace."

[OOC: As open as a laundry room!]

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It was so strange to be in a place where she didn't just wear one outfit all the time. Adora was always surprised by how much clothing accumulated in the bin and today was the day to empty it in the amazing machines! Joy!

Adora was happy as ever as she bounced into the laundry room and greeted Zayne. "Hello, friend! It's a wonderful night for lau--" And then she stopped and stared.

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"What? Do I have something else on my face?" Zayne asked.

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"Zayne, by the ancients, why are you asking people to kiss you in writing?" Adora may have missed the prank part.

"...And is that machine consuming your clothing?"

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"I went to sleep in the common room last night. I woke up with that and flowers on my face," Zayne said with a shrug, turning his head to show those off better. "And it might be. I'll see when it's done with the spin cycle."

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Adora stalked over to inspect the damage to his face. Sharpies were obviously evil. "But...that is wrong! Who would do such a thing? Why hasn't it come off?" So many questions, so little time.

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Once again a girl was moving into close physical proximity to Zayne. At least this time it was someone who was actually wearing what he could actually recognize as clothes. "Sometimes ink doesn't come off easily, I guess?" Zayne answered. "I may just resort to hiding until I can get it all washed off. I mean, I'm used to embarrassment, but this might be pushing it."

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"Is it some sort of magic?" Adora wondered, reaching out to trace a flower.

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"I guess it might be, but I think it's just really good ink," Zayne said, watching as the hand touched his face. Well, until it got too close for him to really see it, obviously. "Maybe even a marker. It should come off eventually, though. Probably right before drawing flowers on your face comes into fashion."

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Adora frowned, not liking seeing her friends being taken advantage of and disrespected in such a terrible manner. "I hope no one gets fresh with you and thinks you mean for them to follow the directions written on your face. I might know someone who could help."

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Zayne wasn't going to admit that maybe he wouldn't mind girls following the directions if they really wanted to. The main reason he wasn't going to admit it was because he wasn't sure were that thought came from, exactly.

"Help with the ink?" Zayne asked. Because she probably didn't mean someone who could help with the kissing.

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"Yes!" Adora nodded. "Because help with the directions would get absurdly complicated. I'd have to find a marker." And she already had a sword, so.

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"Well, if they can help, I'd appreciate it," Zayne said. "It's either that or spend the night washing my face until it all comes off."

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"Along with you skin," she nodded. "Um, I'll just, run and get her, okay?"

Adora abandoned her laundry and headed for the door.

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"Okay," Zayne said.

While he was waiting, he was just going to inspect his the washing machine. He opened the lid. The clothes still seemed to be there. Nothing had exploded. He closed the lid. It started making horrible noises again.

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With any luck, Zayne was significantly distracted by the horrible noises not to notice the loud shouting about honor or the bright flash of golden light on the other side of the door.

Rather than bringing someone who could help, it seemed Adora had sent She-Ra and her distinct lack of clothing back into the laundry room. "I understand someone here is in need of healing?"

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And now it was kind of like Claudia all over again. Only taller. And blonder. And armed.

"Um, me, I guess," Zayne said. "What was that yelling I heard?"

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"Yelling?" People in Fandom were far more attentive to these things. "It was nothing, friend. I am here now to save you from a terrible fate!"

A fate that involved kissing. Strange how she thought that terrible.

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"How are you going to do that?" Zayne asked. If the solution involved kissing somehow, he wasn't likely to object. But he didn't think that was the case. "And where did Adora go?"

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"Don't worry, Adora is safe," She-Ra told him, sheathing her sword. "I can save you with my healing power." She thought it would work, anyway, since his skin was technically injured.

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"Why wouldn't she be safe?" Zayne asked, the drawings on his face of secondary importance while he tried to figure this out. "It's just the hall outside the laundry room."

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Right! No Horde here. "Um... the usual reasons. She left something in her room and went back for it." Ahh, old standbys.

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"Oh. Okay," Zayne said. He was going to have to ask Adora about this some other time because that was a really weak explanation. Something really weird was clearly happening here. But, well, there was a nice, barely dressed person here who was trying to help him and he was ready to accept that for what it was. "You said you have healing power?"

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"I do. It does require me to place my hands on you." There were no specifications as to where. "And you might feel a slight tingle while the magic works. I say this as some people are not used to magical healing and have said it's surprising."

And you know, stranger danger, all that.

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There is no passion, there is serenity. There is no passion, there is serenity. "Thanks for the warning. Um, go right ahead."

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She-Ra stepped closer, placing one hand on Zayne's shoulder and the other against his cheek.

She took a moment, closing her eyes and breathing deeply, which caused a lot of things to happen with her scantily clad bosom.

"For the Honor of Grayskull. Let your wounds be healed!" She-Ra recited the words slowly, like she could burst into tears if Grayskull rejected her call for help. Of course it didn't, and there was a fantastic golden glow emanating with her hands and surrounding Zayne. When it passed, the hope was that the words and flowers would be gone.

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Zayne didn't know if the ink had disappeared (it had) but he kind of hoped it hadn't and that she'd have to try again.

He was a teenage boy and it was this week. Sue him.

"Um. Is that it?"

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She-Ra's eyes fluttered open, showing a bright blue hue just like Adora's.

She grinned, removing her hand from his face to verify the other side. "It worked! Now no one will try to kiss you unless you wish them to!"

It was an important distinction.

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No passion. Serenity. She has really pretty eyes. The mantra was kind of failing Zayne right now. "Um. Thanks. That would be bad, you know, random people just walking up and trying to kiss me. It would have gotten really awkward."

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"Yes," she agreed, giving his shoulder a squeeze before stepping back with a little head tilt. "It's strange, I feel like I might have followed that magic marker's instructions." Zayne was lucky she was so capable of controlling herself. "Should you discover who drew on your face, I would be delighted if you'd share the information."

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"Would you have done that because the marker said that or because you wanted to?" Zayne asked, feeling a little disappointed that he hadn't stopped her from taking her hand off.

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He asked interesting questions, this one. She-Ra was suddenly curious, "Were you hoping someone would follow the directions, friend?"

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"I hadn't really thought about it much until a few minutes ago," Zayne answered. The way she said 'friend' kind of stuck in his mind, though.

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"Interesting, though no doubt whoever wrote that note on your face was hoping to be the one to follow through," She-Ra reasoned.

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"Really?" Zayne asked. "I figured it was just a random prank..."

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"A phrase like that leads me to believe there is something more going on than meets the eye," She-Ra informed him, using all the wisdom her 16 years could bring.