Third floor common room [morning]

[makemyownway.livejournal.com]

...so Cade had to use the karking bra that Karla had included in his welcome basket.

Ask him--her?--how thrilled he was about that right now.

SO THRILLED.

He was also very thrilled that someone seemed to have eaten his common room out of Cocoa Puffs, which was why he was currently curled up in a sulky ball on the sofa looking for something to watch on television.

[OOC: So open!]

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[myownface]

"So," Sparkle said, merrily wandering into any damn common room he pleased and going on a rummage through the fridge, "I have tits."

Good morning, unfamiliar chick across the room!

"This is new."

Unforeseen? No. But new.

[hoorayimrich.livejournal.com]

"It happens," Tony called, already going for the coffee maker.

[myownface]

"You deal with it, get used to it, all that good stuff?" Sparkle had to check. He couldn't exactly go around freaking out, since he'd already warned that jock-brained little sibling of his about this sort of thing, but it couldn't hurt to make certain he grasped the basics. "I guess at least mine aren't all that big or anything."

See? Small tits! That was an upside, wasn't it?

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"Me too," Cade said, grabbing his in a way no girl every had and moving them around.

[myownface]

And Sparkle... watched this for a moment, vaguely fascinated that anyone could do that with the mounds of fleshy whatever hanging from their chests like that.

"And you usually do that sort of thing when you get your hands on a pair?"

He had to check.

[hoorayimrich.livejournal.com]

"...is this a 'I'm a girl' pout or are you a new person whose gender is normal?" Good morning to you as well, Tony.

[makemyownway.livejournal.com]

"It's a 'someone ate all my Cocoa Puffs,' glare," Cade said.

It was a pout.

[hoorayimrich.livejournal.com]

"..." Sorry, Cade. That totally didn't answer his question. "I'll just start the coffee then.

[nottrivial]

And lo, there was a girl in one of the worst-coordinated outfits ever, thanks, because fuck if Alec hadn't gotten dressed in the dark when he'd woken up to find himself looking like his sister. There were about five layers involved.

"Do you mind if I just -- sit here for a minute?" he checked, glancing uncertainly at Cade. "My room is... loud this morning."

Yeah, a common room visitor who actually asked first. That was new.

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"Depends," Cade said. "Did you eat all of the Cocoa Puffs?"

[nottrivial]

"I can tell you for sure that I didn't," Alec said slowly. "Some kind of snack?"

Yeah, they had those where he was from. He was just boring and had never tried them.

[myownface]

"Girly shrieking that doesn't belong there?"

See Sparkle. See Sparkle offer forth an educated guess.

The boy was a genius. A fucking genius, okay?

[nottrivial]

"More along the lines of a phone call," Alec said. "...A somewhat shrieky one. Or at least shrill."

Sorry, Victor.

[suitably_heroic]

Atton... was gonna come in looking very much recognizable, what with the jacket he was wearing.

Shut up. He was never, ever ditching it.

"Oh good," he said, completely deadpan, "I'm not alone."

He was just making an educated guess here in general.

[hoorayimrich.livejournal.com]

"You're never alone in this." Fandom liked to make people suffer as a group, Atton.

[suitably_heroic]

Atton threw him a look. "Your breasts are semi-decent," he judged.

Because that was the important thing here.

[makemyownway.livejournal.com]

Cade waved laconically. "Atton."

[suitably_heroic]

"I know you," Atton brilliantly deduced. "Nice--"

That was not a nice word for 'breasts', Atton. Not even in Twi'lek.

[myownface]

"Is there a club for guys with tits? There should be a club for guys who wake up with tits."

Sparkle was going to be charming at you, Atton. Quelle surprise.

[robinonadderall]

Stiles quickly ran into the common room, his movements somehow being clumsier than usual. His red hoodie and sweatpants were loose but they weren't falling off of him because Stiles was a skinny, skinny boy

"Quick someone tell me, am I hot?"

[hoorayimrich.livejournal.com]

"You're hot," Tony deadpanned, clutching his coffee like it was the only thing keeping him alive. All things considered, this was possibly true.

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"You're not a complete speeder wreck," Cade agreed.

[myownface]

Sparkle was going to take a moment to contemplate the chick that had run into the room. To really look her up and down.

And then to shrug dismissively.

"I've seen better."

It wasn't anything personal, Stiles.

[nomelancholy.livejournal.com]

Ulrik was here... in search of food. Or someone to make him food, more accurately. Also someone to explain why he was... distinctly lacking in certain areas while possessing more in others he oughtn't.

"Can anyone in here cook?" he asked the gaggle of unfamiliar faces.

Well, Sparkle he recognized, since they'd woken up in the same room. But everyone else was new. Conversely, that bizarre Appalachian/Danish accent would probably be easy for anyone who'd met him as a guy to place.

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Cade pointed at Alec. "She's making breakfast!"

Helpful, Cade.

"Because someone ate all the Cocoa Puffs."

That's not cooking.