Girl's bathroom, 3rd floor, Saturday evening

[tigerundercover]

The trouble with going around everywhere shapeshifted into having clothes was that you tended to get a little grimy, leading to more showers than your average teenage girl tended to go for. So it was that she ended up spending her Saturday evening steaming up the bathroom. Hey, she didn't really get cold, but that didn't mean her muscles didn't love a good blast of hot water now and then.

She shifted out of habit as she stepped out, and seeing no one else in the bathroom just yet, took her time looking over her usual disguise in the mirror, trying to decide if she wanted to make any adjustments. Maybe add a mole or a birthmark somewhere? Normal people didn't have perfectly clear skin all over, after all. She fluffed her blonde hair a little, making a pouty face at the mirror, then reached up to wipe a little more steam from the surface.

"I wish I could just look like this all the time."

She let out a sigh and relaxed.

Nothing happened.

She was still blonde.

"Oh my god." She grinned at her reflection, rubbing her arms (so smooth!) and waggled her blonde eyebrows at herself. "Oh my god, I'm normal!" She bounced on her toes -- then froze and frowned. "Wait." She tried to shift to her big beefy man look. Nothing happened. She tried to change her hair to brown. Nothing happened.

"Oh my god," she said again, eyes going wide in the mirror. "Oh god, I'm normal." She tugged her too small towel around herself and looked down at it. "Oh god. I don't have any clothes."

She peered out of the bathroom. Her room wasn't that far. She could make it without traumatizing anyone too much, right?

[ooc: yeah, she'll work out the whole "four more wishes" thing eventually. In the meantime, naked blonde Raven trying to sneak through the third floor!]

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[not_a_moonie]

"... oh my god, Raven, clothes," Alana helpfully advised-slash-snarked as she fumbled past Raven on her way to the bathroom.

It occurred to her that had not been the most helpful way to express herself. "I mean - wait. Should I bring you something?"

[tigerundercover]

"I think I broke my powers!" Raven hissed. Because that was an answer. She clutched her towel tighter. "Do -- do you have a robe?"

[not_a_moonie]

"In my room, sure," Alana told her.(Or rather, she told Raven's feet that, because she didn't want to make the situation any more awkward.) "Hang tight and I'll go get it."

As she turned away, she added, "Sorry about your powers?" Which sounded dumb but she wasn't sure how to put it.

[tigerundercover]

See, this was why Raven didn't usually tell people about the whole fake-clothes thing. People looked at you funny when you were naked. "Yeah," she said. "Sorry about the, uh. Nudity. This isn't usually a problem for me."

[not_a_moonie]

"Don't worry about it," Alana told her. "I'm not, like, hyper-offended by other people's bodies or anything."

She disappeared into her room for a moment, emerging with a black terry-cloth robe sized large enough to fit over her wings. "I think this'll fit?" she offered, as she held it out to Raven. "I mean, it's a robe, so it's not like it can be too far off."

[tigerundercover]

"Well that's good," Raven said, doing a little bit less lurking and peering. "I don't want people to freak out." She took the robe, careful not to drop her towel in the process. "Thanks for this. There's definitely people who would be hyper-offended if I just went strolling around in the buff."

[not_a_moonie]

Alana made a dismissive noise. "Probably they'd just be jealous," she said. "You're kind of perfect-looking, not to sound creepy."

She pursed her lips. "How do powers break, anyhow? I didn't know that could happen."

[OOC: And I have no memory as to whether Alana would know about Raven's shapeshifting, do you?]

[tigerundercover]

[ooc: quick skim on gmail gives me no specific threads where Raven actually shows her. So if she hasn't gotten it from radio or something, she's about to find out!]

"Thank you," Raven said automatically. She sighed. "It was so dumb, I was just looking in the mirror and I wished I could look like this all the time and now I'm stuck."

[not_a_moonie]

"... you don't look like that all the time?"

Alana was confused. And more than slightly oblivious to radio.

[tigerundercover]

Raven winced. "Um, yeah." She automatically tried to shift to show Alana, then sighed when nothing happened. "I'm a shapeshifter. I usually make myself look like this, but I can look like anything. Could look like anything." And there she went getting all wide-eyed again. "What if I'm stuck like this forever?!"

[not_a_moonie]

"Um. Probably you aren't?" Alana said, trying to sound reassuring even though she honestly had no idea. "It's Saturday, and usually weird stuff that happens on weekends wears off, right?"

She hoped she was right.

[tigerundercover]

"That's true," Raven said. "And at least I'm not stuck in my natural shape, like the last time my powers stopped working." She shook her head. "I just wish I could still shift!"

And she could! Though now she probably wasn't going to try for a little while.

[not_a_moonie]

"How come?" Alana asked, honestly curious. "I mean,I get that it would suck to lose powers forever, but you look like that every time I see you anyhow ... unless sometimes you look totally different and I don't know it's you."

[theheadkid.livejournal.com]

Travis had been up on the roof, laying on his skateboard and enjoying the warmer weather. Once the sun had start to set and the air had turned chillier, he'd come back inside and was making his way down to his room when he passed by the bathroom and someone peering out.

Hadn't he just been doing that a few days ago?

"You okay?" he asked, leaning his skateboard on his shoulder.

[tigerundercover]

"Uh-huh!" Raven squeaked. Yup, that sounded super okay. "I'm just, uh. Kinda naked. That's okay with you, right?"

[theheadkid.livejournal.com]

"Yes."

Well, that had slipped out without thought.

"Wow, that sounded creepy," he told her, putting his skateboard down and wincing. "Sorry, sorry. Kinda naked's fine though but you can have my jacket if you're cold or something."

[tigerundercover]

"I don't really get cold," Raven said, standing up straighter in the doorway, since Travis didn't seem to be getting flustered by it all. The towel covered the important stuff. Mostly. "Though maybe I will now? Normal people get cold." She grimaced. "I think I just accidentally wished away my powers."

[theheadkid.livejournal.com]

"...you can do that?" he asked, trying his damnedest not to let himself get flustered. If he thought about it too much, he'd probably end up blushing. "That...do you feel any different?"

[tigerundercover]

Yes. She felt freaked out, for one. "I usually have to -- try a little. To look like this." She shrugged, and the towel dropped a little at the top. "But I was in the bathroom and I wished I could look like this all the time and now I can't change any more!"

[theheadkid.livejournal.com]

Travis tried not to look, he really tried. If his cheeks got a little pink, well, maybe the movement of the towel had caught his eyes just briefly.

"Maybe it's a temporary thing," he said, trying to sound soothing. "You know this place likes to play with people. Maybe it won't last. You're not in any pain though, right?"

[tigerundercover]

"Not right now," Raven said. "But what if someone needs me to be a big muscly guy? Or a rabbit?"

She liked those forms, dammit.

[theheadkid.livejournal.com]

"Maybe cross that bridge when you come to it?" Travis asked, shrugging. "Hopefully that won't be needed until whatever's going on fixes itself. If anyone needs you, hopefully it'll be this you. You look pretty strong like this anyway. Bet you could beat me in an arm wrestling contest."

Most people probably could, though. Jeremy Pratt's body was strong but he didn't really know how to use it.

[tigerundercover]

Raven huffed a little laugh and raised an eyebrow, leaning against the door jam. The towel didn't quite follow the new angle of her hip, entirely. "You want to arm wrestle me?"

[theheadkid.livejournal.com]

She needed to stop moving around in that towel. It was distracting and he was...not immune. But, he managed to not stammer or stumble over his words.

"I think I do," he replied after a moment, nodding. "Maybe prove to myself that I'm not some noodle armed dweeb after all."

He was poking fun at himself, not seriously tearing himself down.

"Maybe make use of some of these muscles I seem to have."

[tigerundercover]

Hey, he said he didn't mind her being naked! He was lucky she hadn't just outright dropped the thing.

"I was about to say. What kind of noodles have you been making?"