Fifth floor common room [Tuesday afternoon]

[dauntless-four.livejournal.com]

It had been snowing and Four was from a place where snow was, you know, normal. So he'd gone out on a nice, normal run (because he was a nice, normal guy) and had run into Fandom and all of its color-spattering evil snow glory.

Which explained why his pants and hair was a few different colors and his shirt was gone (and he had a red splash on the back of his neck where a snowflake had made it down his sweatshirt).

He was making hot chocolate to deal with the chill. Laundry would come next.

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[halfbad.livejournal.com]

"Wow, what happened to you?" Nathan asked, raising an eyebrow when he came upon Four, decked out in different colors and missing one shirt. He obviously hadn't been outside yet.

[not_every_mage]

"You slept inside?" Anders checked -- looking the slightest bit sour because he had neon green-spotted hair now and had hoped, in the best way possible, that Nathan at least would share the misery. "Lucky you. Hi."

[halfbad.livejournal.com]

"I did," Nathan said, trying to suppress a grin at seeing the green in Anders' hair. He did reach up and lightly tap one spot that he saw. "How did this happen? Rolling around in the grass?"

[not_every_mage]

There was a Fereldans-and-dogs joke to be made on the suggestion about rolling in the grass, but it would have been wasted since Anders didn't think Nathan knew the sterotype to start with. He rolled his eyes a bit instead.

"No, it's the blighted snow," he sighed. "Don't ask me how, but it's streaking things with all kinds of paint. You'd be rainbow-colored if you'd stayed out."

[dauntless-four.livejournal.com]

"It's snowing paint," Four said dryly. "Very festive."

Said the guy who only wore black. Ever. He was not thrilled.

[halfbad.livejournal.com]

"Paint?" Nathan glanced towards the door like he'd be able to see the snowing paint. "Guess it's a good thing none got in your eyes or mouth."

[dauntless-four.livejournal.com]

"Yeah, that would have been really bad," Four agreed. "This'll wash out. Hopefully."

[likes-ducklings.livejournal.com]

"You too?"

It was probably pretty easy to guess what had happened to Rapunzel, given that her hair -- all seventy feet of it -- was less blonde today and more...multicolored.

Silly her, thinking it'd be fun to go play in the snow.

[not_every_mage]

"It's going to take ages to wash this out, isn't it?" Anders sighed, running a hand over his own green-splotched hair. "Maybe I'll shave my head. Not that that helps you much."

(Or that he would actually shave his head, for that matter. His ponytail was a bit of a security blanket.)

[likes-ducklings.livejournal.com]

"Yeah, I can't do that," Rapunzel sighed. "I mean, I can, but -- you know. But I bet it'll wash out! And you shouldn't shave your head, Anders, it'll be cold all winter."

Because apparently hats weren't an option.

[dauntless-four.livejournal.com]

Four's eyes went wide at her hair. "That's going to be like that until New Year's, huh."

[likes-ducklings.livejournal.com]

"Probably," Rapunzel sighed. "At least it's something different. Did you lose your shirt too?"

Not that she was necessarily minding the view, even if she'd never say so, goodness.

[kenselvren]

"You look as colorful as I do," Jalian said, sighing. Although admittedly Rapunzel's personality seemed better suited to it. Jalian really wasn't the brightly colored type.

[likes-ducklings.livejournal.com]

"It's soooooooooort of fun," Rapunzel admitted with a smile. "I mean, assuming it washes out."

Even if it didn't, it was still sort of fun.

[not_every_mage]

Anders had decided to buy breakfast in town that morning, and had been rewarded for his troubles with neon green splotches discoloring his hair, cloak and hands. The cloak had been dropped in his laundry pile, and the blotches on his hands faded with soap and hot water, but the hair was a different matter.

"I'd take rain over this any day," he announced as he entered the common room and saw the others who were similarly tinted.

[dauntless-four.livejournal.com]

"Me too," Four said. "Need some cocoa, or are we going to have to duel for the washers?"

[not_every_mage]

"Cocoa first, and thank you," Anders said cheerfully. "My laundry will wait. It's been doing that anyhow."

[kenselvren]

"With our luck, rain would be..." Jalian hunted for something worse than the bright colors. "Glittery," she decided. "Different bright colors and also glittery."

[not_every_mage]

Anders groaned. "I just finally got the glitter from Homecoming out of my hair," he said lightly. "But you're probably right."

[notconflicted]

The problem with having an energetic dog that needed to be walked was that when Fandom decided to be weird with the weather, Sia got to deal with it. And of course the most prominent of the coloring seemed to be focused on the normally-white streak in her head.

"Fandom," she said, because really, that was all there was to it.

[dauntless-four.livejournal.com]

Four made a face. "Cocoa?" he offered.

[notconflicted]

"Please," she smiled, looking him over. "I feel as if we've earned it just by going outside today."

[kenselvren]

Jalian tended toward the same training habits as Four and the opposite in clothing.

Which meant her morning run had involved mostly white clothes. Not to mention her white hair and pale skin.

None of which was precisely white anymore. It was more sort of...pink and green and blue and red and purple.

The things she said as she came in the room...well, even if nobody else here understood silverspeech, some things really needed no translation.

[dauntless-four.livejournal.com]

Four gave her an understanding smirk. "Sounds about like how I feel," he said. "Want some cocoa?"

[kenselvren]

Jalian rolled her eyes, a bit cheered that at least she wasn't the only one. And, let's be honest, by the view. "Where does this weather come from?" She scrubbed a hand over her hair, but only succeeded in getting her hand wet.

"Cocoa - is there much sugar in it?" She'd been able to tolerate little bits that stuff lately, but still had to be careful.