2nd Floor Common Room, Saturday Morning

[crimson_sister]

Let's not go into detail about Lucille's reaction when she had woken up this morning. Let's just say she had been wondering at first whether this was a particularly strange nightmare. Waking up in a male body, and also discovering that she looked exactly like her brother, only about the same age as herself, had been, to say the least, disturbing.

Sha had managed to keep quiet, because she was good at that.

Then she discovered that she had nothing to wear, as her dresses didn't fit her (him? She was going to be confused about pronouns today), and the only thing that was wearable was a long dressing gown. She considered staying in her room, but eventually she got hungry, so she quietly snaked into the common room, hoping to be able to grab some breakfast before anyone noticing.

[open common room, of course]

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[kenselvren]

"Trousers are always better," Jalian said. How could Lucille wear such awful heavy dresses all the time? "You want to come upstairs, or I can bring them here."

[crimson_sister]

"I can accompany you to your room," Lucille replied, now feeling a little relieved. Not that she wouldn't go back to wearing her dresses when she was her usual self again. There was nothing wrong with them!

[kenselvren]

"Come on, then." Jalian headed back out, leading the way.

[crimson_sister]

Lucille followed, relieved not to have to spend the rest of the day in a dressing gown.

[kenselvren]

Up in Jalian's room, she pulled out the few pairs of sweatpants and t-shirts she'd bought for these occasions. Not knowing what size she might be, she'd overestimated a bit, but that's what drawstring waists were for, right?

She wasn't nearly as fashionable as a male, but it wasn't like she cared what she looked like as a male, so.

[crimson_sister]

The clothes were dreadful, but Lucille wasn't going to complain or even let Jalian notice what she thought, because anything would be better than what she was wearing now. Picking up a pair of black pants and a black t-shirt, she disappeared into the bathroom to change.

It was awkward to get dressed without looking at her body. There was some fumbling and accidentally hitting the sink with her arm.

[kenselvren]

Don't worry, Lucille; Jalian didn't think much of them, either. It was mostly about body-coverings, since this place seemed to care about that. And it was still a bit cold out.

"Luckily this doesn't last long," Jalian told her through the door. It was the one saving grace.

[crimson_sister]

Lucille emerged from the bathroom. "I don't see why it has to happen at all," she replied.

The clothes were a bit to short for her, but at least they were clothes.

[kenselvren]

Jalian grimaced in agreement. "I've never heard a reason for it, except for the island is strange. It may have something to do with so many timelines meeting and crossing here, so that it can maintain that sort of connection or find a balance between them. Or maybe it really does have whims."

[crimson_sister]

The clothes felt strange to her; no corset to support her for one thing. Lucille straightened a little. "I suppose I shall just have to endure these things, annoying as it may be. The island has other advantages."

[kenselvren]

"It does," Jalian agreed. "It's annoying being male, but tolerable for a little while."