2nd Floor Common Room, Wednesday Morning

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Vette was... not looking so great. Wasn't feeling so great, either, but her response to the throbbing headache and the grey skin and the claws, beyond a frustrated screech, was mostly to decide that she needed to rend something with her... increasingly sharp teeth. Really, with the way her head was changing shape and the somewhat unexpected new dental situation, she was starting to look more like a Twi'lek male when she looked in the mirror, if not for the horror eyes situation, and the fact that her ear cones were remaining cones, hooray.

Anyway, the solution to today's frustration (it was even frustrating that she only felt frustrated, that she couldn't find it in her to panic about this, but at least she was able to think, wasn't necessarily having a repeat of the vampire situation and that hadn't been permanent) was clearly to go rummaging through the fridge, head-tails twitching angrily behind her, looking for the biggest, most raw-looking slab of meat she could find.

... An entire package of bologna would do. Nobody mind the snarling grey Twi'lek furiously gnawing her way through that while trying to find something she actually wanted to watch on the television this morning. Really.

[OOC: Open! I had to infect Vette, the game gives me a (nightmarish) companion customization that is perfect for today, how could I not?]

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[thishouseishaunted]

Mae'd had another awful nightmare last night, and the lack of actual restful sleep was giving her a migraine. She'd nap, but she wasn't about to risk another dream.

She was never going to look at tentacles again.

She wandered into the common room for something to snack on, blearily raising a hand in a wave to Vette as she walked by.

Then she stopped, suddenly much more alert, and slowly backed up to get a better look at Vette.

"Heyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy Vette. How you doin'?"

She was really hoping she was still dreaming.

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Funny thing about that. Vette's lekku were starting to sort of look a little bit more like tentacles than head-tails, weren't they?

"Fine," Vette snarled. Yes. With some actual snarl thrown in for good measure, apparently. "Never better."

... She was not.

[thishouseishaunted]

Yep, Mae was definitely noticing that. Also the teeth.

Mostly the teeth.

"Uh huh. Glad to hear it. I was asking 'cause, you know, there's been some kinda bug going around."

Oh god, was Wayne getting claws too? What the hell was going on?

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Vette's head canted to the side slightly, jerkily, a motion that was more animal than human, and didn't seem entirely animal, come to that, either.

"Yeah," she replied. "I've noticed."

She'd long ago mastered the art of throwing her head to toss her lekku over her shoulder to mimic human hair, even though they were prehensile and she was perfectly capable of just moving them to drape there on their own. Today, she didn't bother. One just seemed to slither, entirely of its own accord, to rest more comfortably over her shoulder, wrapping around her neck like a horrible, perpetually twitching scarf.

[thishouseishaunted]

"Wow, that's really upsetting." Mae took three more steps back, suppressing a shudder. "I'm totally dreaming, right? I've been having the worst dreams, so obviously this is definitely one of them. I'm going to tell you about this when I wake up and you'll laugh and call me creepy and gross and then we'll get working on that zipline."

She was babbling. It was that or just make unhappy animal noises and go hide under her bed.

[seriesofbaddecisions]

Sabine hadn't signed up for the games today but still fully intended to watch them, so she'd just stop in the common room and... definitely not stare at Vette.

"Good morning," she said, also definitely not sounding unsure about that.

[thishouseishaunted]

"Are you normal?" Mae asked. "Or . . . healthy, I guess?"

Sabine didn't look like she was turning gray or growing claws, but Mae felt it was worth checking to be sure.

[seriesofbaddecisions]

"As normal and healthy as usual," Sabine said, doing her best not to glance at Vette. "Are you?"

[thishouseishaunted]

Mae nodded. "I mean, I've been having some fucked up dreams, but I have it on good authority that that's not the same as . . . this." Wayne had been very firm. If also turning gray. "What the fuck is this?"

You'd been here longer than she had, Sabine! Clearly you should have all the answers.

[seriesofbaddecisions]

"I'm not sure." Sorry. "But at least whatever it is has to be temporary."

Granted, it was Wednesday, things changed on Monday, and this was happening inside the supposedly safe dorms.

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Vette, meanwhile, had no issues with staring, looking at Sabine with a sort of silent intent, though it was difficult to tell just what she might be thinking by looking at those eyes of hers.

"Good morning," she replied, folding up a piece of bologna and then biting through it hungrily. "You're looking good."

Better than Vette, anyway!

[seriesofbaddecisions]

"I got a lot of sleep," she said, not sure what else to say to that. "How are you doing?"

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"Hungry," Vette replied, after a moment's thought. "Itchy? I think I'm itchy, but maybe I'm just angry at my skin, I haven't entirely decided which it is. Could be either. Maybe it's both."

She wanted to scratch, but her nails really weren't conducive to that anymore.

[seriesofbaddecisions]

"Itchy like an allergy?" They also affected her nails? And eyes?

Look, she was trying to narrow some things down.

[bookbeltof_love]

Yeaaah, Nina wasn't looking so hot there either, as she wandered into the common room before heading into town for

She was also hungry, though that bologna of Vette's… no, she decided, not worth it to even try. Nina was kind of bitchy today, but Vette's mood seemed worse than hers, so…

"Miss Dozy and Foomy are hiding in the closet," Nina reported, which probably should bother her but at the same time they'd been getting so annoying that Nina, like, didn't care if they hid.

She hopped up onto the counter, the better to steal all the cookies that weren't hers.

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"Good," Vette muttered. "I hope they're super happy in there."

Some of that bologna was dying a horrible death, at that.

Apparently she was a little irked about the pets hiding, yes.

[bookbeltof_love]

"We haven't even done anything," Nina grumbled, since that did grate on her.

Normally, she would offer to share the box of cookies she came out with. Nina was not sharing as her not-yet-claws-honest tore into the package.

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"I did snarl a bit," Vette admitted after a pause. "When Dozy started hissing."

Ungrateful little...

[bookbeltof_love]

"Ugh, right??? Foomy wouldn't let me pick him up????? Rude, after everything I've done for him!!!!"

It was so annoying.

[thishouseishaunted]

"Yeeeeeeeee."

Hello to you, too, Mae.

"Someone really needs to check that hot spring."

[bookbeltof_love]

Nina crunched through a cookie, pulling her legs up under her as she leaned over to better peer at Mae.

"Why?????"

[thishouseishaunted]

"Because hot springs aren't supposed to give you creepy gray skin?"

Had Nina not noticed? Because it was kind of super noticeable.

[seriesofbaddecisions]

There was no way to try not to do a double take. You just kinda did it.

"How're you doing?" Sabine asked her.

[bookbeltof_love]

"Grumpy," Nina admitted, since that was true. "And, like, I want to go fight things? Castle full of monsters would be great right now!!!!!!"

She was still mostly rational, though, really.

"Avoiding mirrors???" Nina added, a bit grudgingly. She knew she looked weird. And she felt weird. But there was ignoring the weird and there was embracing the weird.

[seriesofbaddecisions]

Sabine had often thought that she'd know something was really wrong when Nina didn't greet her by dragging her name out into sixteen syllables, and yep. Yep.

"We all have off days," she said lightly, hoping to put her at ease a little. "At least we're in a good place for working out aggression."