Second Floor Common Room, Saturday Morning

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Vette had come home late last night from the bar, wired on weird Japanese sodas and feeling altogether disgruntled that, even at a party for people from her galaxy, she and Hera were still the only non-humans at the bar. She'd made her way into her room, muffled a frustrated scream into a pillow, and had let the siren call of the sugar crash sweep her away, laying there face-first on her bed, fully clothed and everything.

And so, when she'd woken up this morning, she at least had fewer problems than she otherwise could have had. Getting out of bed had been an adventure that had mostly consisted of climbing down the bedsheets. Getting out of the room had involved enlisting one of the squirrels as a guide through the walls with promises of a whole bottle of rum just for him whenever she was capable of lifting her wallet again. And, once she got into the common room...

She stood on the floor, staring up... and up... and up at the fridge, the tiniest Twi'lek to have ever graced the dorms with her presence, small and insignificant in the face of the impenetrable ziggurat looming before her.

"I HATE THIS PLACE!"

[OOC: Open!]

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Unless one of them bribed a squirrel for a piggyback ride!

"... We better not be stuck this way," Vette said with a frown. "It's really hard to grab treasure at this size, you know."

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"Unless it's the tiniest," yeah, he was going to probably do that with everything, holding up his hands with his fingers making the approximation of the adorable tiny loot he was imagining, "little treasure!"

And he chuckled a little, sobering slightly at the end with a shrug. "And, I mean, it's got to pass, right? Just like when people turn into animals or that one time everyone turned into kids. Unless it's not just...y'know..." His hand waved vaguely, "island stuff and there's actually a reason we all woke up like this, in which case we should probably find out what it is and probably, I don't know, fix it."

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"I'd be game for fixing it," Vette admitted. "I guess we wait until Monday and see what happens? That's how long the kid thing lasted, right? And if we're still ourselves in miniature by then I'm going to find the biggest little book of matches and burn this island down, don't think I won't."