6th Floor Common Room, Saturday evening

[craftyladyparts.livejournal.com]

The sixth floor common room was all done up for a party. Really all that meant was that there was pizza, chips, and drinks (including some that seemed to be mysteriously unlabeled for anyone who might want to drink something that IS TOTALLY FINE AND YOU CAN'T PROVE OTHERWISE in the dorms). There was also a small American flag over by the TV to indicate that what this weekend was really about wasn't completely forgotten, especially considering Jessica's recent military experiences.

But those experiences were even more reason for her to relax, play some music on the radio, and hope that nobody stabbed anybody this time.

[OOC: This is the party with the I Never game that leads to Not-So-Final Destination Week. If you'd like to participate in that, please at least establish yourself in the game and maybe throw out some prompts!

Everyone in the dorms is invited via fliers from earlier this week.]

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Re: Food and Drinks

[regretiz4suckas.livejournal.com]

Kenzi looked up when the girl spoke, then looked around in confusion, wondering who she was talking to, and frowned. "Sia?" Wait, no, she'd had classes with her. She knew who Kenzi was by now. "Not-Sia."

Re: Food and Drinks

[lil-nikita.livejournal.com]

Alex breathed a sigh of relief. The girl did recognize her, just not in the way she expected. "No. I'm Alex, her lookalike. And you...I thought you were someone else. Apologies."

She was just going to be over here, boggling a bit. She was never going to get used to this whole doppelganger thing.

Re: Food and Drinks

[regretiz4suckas.livejournal.com]

"Yeah? Where'd you know this Irina from?" Kenzi asked, looking intrigued. "Canada? Russia? Some other place?"

Re: Food and Drinks

[lil-nikita.livejournal.com]

"From here in the states, but she was from Russia," Alex admitted. "Grew up in a Russian neighborhood. Knew her from there."

That was not the truth at all, but it sounded believable. So she went with it.

Re: Food and Drinks

[regretiz4suckas.livejournal.com]

"Hunh. Weiiird." Kenzi nibbled some chips, considering that. "I turned into a Russian-born ballerina on one of the weird weekends. Veronica. Now I gotta wonder if I'll turn into your friend sometime." She brushed her hand off and held it out. "Kenzi. //The last name is unpronounceable,//" she added in Russian.

Re: Food and Drinks

[lil-nikita.livejournal.com]

"Alex Jones," she said, accepting Kenzi's hand. //My mother was Russian.//

Yep, said in Russian. Also, it was partial truth. Her mother was Russian, but so was her father.

But she wasn't thinking about that. Something else was immediately on her mind. "You turned into a whole other person that looked like you?"

What else happened at this place?

Re: Food and Drinks

[regretiz4suckas.livejournal.com]

Soooooo much. "Yup. It only lasted a weekend. And it happened to a ton of other people at the same time. Which got pretty confusing. I turned into some fake mafia princess another weekend. Terrible accent and all. //I was born in Russia. We emigrated when I was five,//" Kenzi added back in Russian.

Re: Food and Drinks

[lil-nikita.livejournal.com]

"I wonder if this means I could turn into Sia." Alex was sure turning into a classmate would be the most awkward thing ever.

"And I've known mafia princess types," she added. She was aware that she might have been one herself. She was sure her father's business had been a bit shady at times.

Re: Food and Drinks

[regretiz4suckas.livejournal.com]

"Maybe?" Kenzi looked amused. "Or she'll turn into you. That'd be weird... Yeah? My family's not exactly uh, connected. But we know people." She looked sunnily guilt-free on that. "You gotta do what you can to get by, right?"

Re: Food and Drinks

[lil-nikita.livejournal.com]

"You are not wrong about that." Alex understood that more than she'd like to. "Have you been here while?"

She found it a little comforting that there was someone here who spoke her native language.

Re: Food and Drinks

[regretiz4suckas.livejournal.com]

"Going on two years, jeez. Never thought I'd last this long," Kenzi said, looking a little surprised at herself. "Just graduated three weeks ago. But I'm sticking around the island for the summer, and maybe longer." Nibbling on some cheese puffs, she asked, "What grade did they stick you in?"

Re: Food and Drinks

[lil-nikita.livejournal.com]

"Congrats," Alex said, raising her can of soda. "I'm a junior, so I have a few years to go."

Re: Food and Drinks

[regretiz4suckas.livejournal.com]

"Kewl. I think you'll like it, more often than not. Once you get past your first invasion," Kenzi told her. "I spent my first one hiding in the restroom with weapons. After that it got better." OR she just got used to surviving this stuff.

Re: Food and Drinks

[lil-nikita.livejournal.com]

"Invasions?" Good thing Alex hadn't taken a sip of her soda just then. "This place keeps surprising me."

Re: Food and Drinks

[regretiz4suckas.livejournal.com]

"It does that," Kenzi admitted. "I don't know anybody who shows up totally prepared for this place. Either the magic or the time travel or the fighting gets them. The dorms are pretty safe, though."

Re: Food and Drinks

[lil-nikita.livejournal.com]

"Good to know," Alex said, nodding. "Though I think I'd want to be where the action is."

She trained to fight and use weapons, but she didn't have the chance to use those skills, yet. Sparring with Nikita didn't count.

Re: Food and Drinks

[regretiz4suckas.livejournal.com]

"You're a fighty person?" Kenzi asked with interest. "There's more than a few of those around. Not me, I'm good with hiding or running or throwing things from far away. But you can probably find somebody to kick ass with."