Fourth Floor Common Room [Saturday late morning]

[dirtiest-skank.livejournal.com]

When Olive had woken to the shrieks of her classmates and seen unfamiliar young ladies in the halls, she'd put it together with the information she'd been given about people changing genders, and she laaaaaaughed. Oh, initially, how she'd laughed.

But eventually, the laughter had given way to her natural instinct to help, along with her resourcefulness. So Saturday morning found her in the common room vaguely making pancakes (she'd gotten a batch down) and, more important, with a box of her (many, many) clothes and a sign set up beside it. Yes, she had included some of her items from the whole...thing. No, she had not included any bustiers. Or bras. You were on your own there, boys. But there was quite a collection of tank tops and cardigans and leggings and skinny jeans, at least. (And a Juicy sweatshirt that probably should go to someone with bigger boobs than her own. She'd been told this.)

TAKE SOMETHING. BECAUSE NONE OF YOU KNOW HOW TO DRESS WITH BOOBS, AND YOU MIGHT STILL WAKE UP LIKE THIS TOMORROW

In smaller letters, she'd added:

Ladies, feel free to donate to the cause. Write your name on the tag and I'll make sure it gets returned to you.

There was a sharpie beside the box for such a purpose -- and an "OP" on each of Olive's tags -- and she'd brought her sewing kit down for modifications, should they be needed.

And of course, in her pocket, she had a camera, too. She was kind, but she wasn't stupid.

[open CR is open, for all your "oh god i need clothes" needs, and/or if you are a kind person who'd like to donate. or if you just want pancakes to go with your breasts!]

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[godgavemecable.livejournal.com]

"I find that sign offensive," Toby said haughtily as he made his way into the common room.

He was smiling, though, so... probably not all that offended, really.

[dirtiest-skank.livejournal.com]

"Do you find that it lacks in accuracy?" Olive asked, prodding at the pancakes. "And are you male, usually, or have we just not met before?"

Oh, the questions you asked here.

[godgavemecable.livejournal.com]

"It is definitely lacking," Toby said. "And yes. We've met."

[dirtiest-skank.livejournal.com]

"Care to give me a hint?" she asked dryly.

[regretiz4suckas.livejournal.com]

Of course she recognized Toby. Because the odds their future daughter was here the same day as guys were becoming girls were pretty slim.

"Pretty girl! Good to see you!"

[godgavemecable.livejournal.com]

"Right back at ya," Toby grinned.

[regretiz4suckas.livejournal.com]

Kenzi gave Toby a big squishy hug and a kiss on the cheek. "I'm so glad our daughter's gonna take after you. Somewhere," she added, 'cause no way that shit was inevitable. "Can I do your hair? I wanna do your hair."

[regretiz4suckas.livejournal.com]

Kenzi had gotten up and missed some of the action-- but not she knew what was going on. Yay!

So there were some Goth skirts, and a couple bustiers in there, guys. You're welcome.

"You are handling this way well," she complimented Olive, messing with her phone settings.

[dirtiest-skank.livejournal.com]

"I was warned," Olive noted dryly. "I'm just glad that the girls got skipped. Ha ha, sucks to be a dude today." She glanced at Kenzi, and added, "Are you normally male? Because I mean all of that still, I'm just checking."

[regretiz4suckas.livejournal.com]

"Bless the Big Sister-Brother system," Kenzi said, flopping onto the couch. "And yeah, no, I'm always like this, except when I'm rocking the guyliner and stubble. Kenzi, from down on second floor."

[dirtiest-skank.livejournal.com]

"Olive, from down the hall," she said with a little wave. "Not gonna lie, I'm doing this now in the hopes that some kind boy will take pity on me the day I wake up with a dick. Because that is gonna be a rough, rough time for me."

[squire-hand.livejournal.com]

James (Jamie?) was not happy about the recent turn of events, but grateful that someone offered this opportunity. His own wardrobe lacked the relevant garments.

"Thanks," mumbled through an unfamiliar mouth with an unfamiliar voice.

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"Haaaaang on," Olive said, holding up a finger. "I'm gonna need a name if you're taking my stuff."

So she would know who to beat in order to get it back.

[squire-hand.livejournal.com]

Oh. Right. "Ja--Jamie. Today, at least," he said. "Don't believe we've met."

[dirtiest-skank.livejournal.com]

"Nope," Olive agreed. "Do you promise to treat my clothes nicely, so help you god, or forever hold your peace?"

[ultron_junior]

Victor thought he could dress as a girl, but his wardrobe was not cooperating. His shirt hung oddly and his pants were too tight in the hips and too long in the legs.

So when he spotted the sign, he hesitated for just an instant before he slipped in and started to paw through the pile for something a little less train-wrecky.

"Oh thank god," he said, headphones still firmly in place. "Nothing I own fits right."

[dirtiest-skank.livejournal.com]

Olive was studying the newcomer's features, trying to figure it out based on clues.

The headphones helped. As did the fact that she only knew one Latino guy here. "Are you going to play nice with my things?" she asked, leaning against the counter. And yes, she raised her voice a little to hopefully be heard through whatever he (she? Olive hated pronouns today) might be listening to.

[ultron_junior]

Victor pressed pause on his iPod, rubbed his hand across the bridge of his nose as he smiled sheepishly and took the headphones out. Of course these were Olive's clothes. Because that wasn't awkward at all, borrowing clothes from a cute girl.

"Always," he promised. "Unless you call me Vicky. Then all bets are off."

[dirtiest-skank.livejournal.com]

"Dammit, there goes that plan. Everything that doesn't look like Kenzi would wear it is mine, so take whatever," she said helpfully. "How are you coping with your new rack, aside from ill-fitting clothes? Anyone warn you?"

[godgavemecable.livejournal.com]

"I totally went and got clothes to keep around after the first time this happened," Toby admitted.

[ultron_junior]

"It's going to happen again?" Victor asked, with some dismay. "I can't do this once and get it over with?"

He flopped his hair out of his eyes. "It's Victor, by the way."

[godgavemecable.livejournal.com]

Toby had kind of guessed- the number of people whose thoughts he couldn't read was fairly small, after all- but the confirmation was definitely a good thing.

"Sadly, no. It's bound to happen at least once a year. And I'm Toby," he added, with a little fingerwiggle of greeting.

[regretiz4suckas.livejournal.com]

"Go for the bustier. Work the girls today!" Because that was helpful.

[ultron_junior]

"The girls are happier covered," Victor said firmly. "Besides, I like breathing, which I could not do in that."

He stabbed a finger at a black-and-red .... thing.

[regretiz4suckas.livejournal.com]

Kenzi held the article in question (http://img.alibaba.com/wsphoto/360394184/Wholesale-Gift-3Pcs-Lot-Sexy-Lingerie-Red-Bustier-Lace-Up-Corset-Flow-S-M-L-XL.jpg) up to herself, then protested, "It's all a matter of lacing! And, you know, holding your breath when you get into it, and then it's just nice and snug."