Room 509, Wednesday Morning

[trigons_child]

Raven had had a rough afternoon after being surprised by amorous half-naked Max and Aphrodite at work and then telling Aphrodite what had happened in the Other Fandom to cause her to react as she did. She had tried to meditate when she'd returned to the dorms after work, but it proved difficult to center herself, so she'd finally given up and gone to bed.

And then she'd awoken to panicked feelings all around her. There were so many she couldn't tell who or where they were coming from, so she started to get out of bed so she could get dressed and investigate and see if she could help. Only her body felt heavy and strange, and those were so not her legs. Or arms. Or chest...or lack thereof. Now she began to join the chorus of panic and confusion, but she quickly calmed herself by remembering how this had happened to the boys at the school, it had only lasted a day, and Fandom had a strange sense of humor. She did, however, quickly reassure herself that her Chakra was still on her forehead, because if that was gone, things could be bad.

Once she had managed to compose herself -- only a day only a day only a day -- and accept what was going on, two things occurred to her. One, being a boy really didn't help her understand them any better. The body was different, of course, especially...that, but her thoughts were still her own and gave her no sudden insight, and she found that oddly disappointing.

The second was she didn't have any clothes that were going to fit this body.


[Establishy but open for roomie or anyone else who might drop by to check on Raven.]

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[thatsamilkshake]

Oh look, a knock on the door.

Er. Oh listen a knock on the door!

"There was pause, and then a male voice called, "Pants fairy!"

[trigons_child]

Raven didn't recognize the voice, so she wrapped a sheet around herself and moved to the door. Fortunately, Francine was conveniently color-coded, so to speak, with the white streak in her -- his -- hair. "...Francine? Oh, thank Azar I am not the only one." Not that she thought she was due to the confusion and panic she was picking up on, but it was reassuring to see for herself.

[thatsamilkshake]

"No, it's pretty much everybody," Francine answered, taking in the -- oh yeah, really, really gay. ....You know, if she got stuck like this.

"Layla's got more boxes of clothes down in the lobby if you want a better selection," she said, hoisting the one she was carrying. "But I figured some people wouldn't even have anything to wear out of their rooms, so..."

[trigons_child]

"Thank you," Raven said, moving aside so Francine could step into the room. "I am quite certain that nothing I own will fit this body. Especially the...underthings." Plus side? No need for a bra.

[thatsamilkshake]

"There's some of those in here." And none of those on Francine, because she'd refused to borrow Merlin's. She really, really should take a moment to duck into a bathroom and change that now, but that would mean she'd have to pick a bathroom. "And shirts and pants."

[trigons_child]

"Azar bless you," Raven said. And wasn't it terribly convenient that there were black jeans and a black shirt amongst what Francine had brought? "I am unused to wearing pants," she went on, "but I think today I will learn."

[thatsamilkshake]

"They go on one leg at a time," Francine said, and no, she wasn't even trying to be funny, just helpful.

[trigons_child]

"I suspect it will be no stranger than getting used to moving in this body," Raven said. The first few steps she had taken had been interesting, to say the least. "The balance is all wrong."

[thatsamilkshake]

"My balance sucks to start with. It's actually better now." For obvious-even-to-Francine reasons which made her think of ballet slippers with a certain sad nostalgia, but she'd still be too tall, even without the boobs.

[trigons_child]

"I cannot get used to...that," Raven said with a vague gesture toward the area below her waist.

[thatsamilkshake]

"I'd like to say you should just try to pretend it doesn't exist, but it might be...hard."

Oh, Francine.

[trigons_child]

Azar help Raven if things got "hard." Not enough flailing in the world.

"I do not know how boys deal with...things being on the outside," Raven said. "It is very impractical."

[thatsamilkshake]

So true. "Yeah. Then again b-- uh, these--" She gestured to things she didn't have. "Aren't all that practical either."

[trigons_child]

Raven glanced down at her no longer prominent chest. "At least they do not seem to have a mind of their own," she said. And her breasts were from the DC Universe, and as such were able to ignore the usual laws of gravity and/or physics.

[thatsamilkshake]

Screw you, self-published comic artists with your realistic body images!

"Um. Yes. There is that." Except maybe on very cold days.

[trigons_child]

At least she hadn't been subject to Rob Liefeld. Then she'd have no spine or feet, and boobs that would require a dorm room of their own.

"This will only last a day, will it not?" Raven said plaintively. "I like my true form much better."

[thatsamilkshake]

No, just Jim Lee who got Katchoo's eye color wrong and gave Francine a breast reduction.

"I think so. It only lasted a day for the boys. And for the girls too, last year."

[trigons_child]

"I am sorely tempted to remain in my room all day," Raven said. "But the embarrassment is lessened because it is shared, I think."

[thatsamilkshake]

"That, and if you go out and do stuff like it's not embarrassing, maybe it'll stop feeling that way." Said Francine who had not yet succeeded in that but was pretending so. hard.

[joan-notjane.livejournal.com]

It was no less jarring to wake up with extra bits the second time around, but at least Joan didn't flail as much this time. Plus she had wisely held on to the clothes from last time, so she actually had stuff to wear.

She knew that other people might not be as ready for this, so she headed up to check on Raven.

"Raven? It's Joan," she called, realizing that her voice sounded a lot different than usual.

[trigons_child]

It was quite possible that Raven had exhausted all her flail yesterday, and that, coupled with advanced warning that it could happen, and seeing it happen to the boys and then go away, made it easier to calm her initial panic.

She was dressed now (all in black, of course, convenient, that), and opened the door for Joan. If the black wasn't a clue, the red gem in her -- his -- forehead should be enough to tell Joan that she was Raven. "You have changed as well," she said.

[joan-notjane.livejournal.com]

"Yeah, this happened before," Joan admitted. "But I see you found clothes, so that's good. Are you okay?"

[trigons_child]

"Francine was kind enough to bring clothing around," Raven said. "I was grateful, for otherwise I would have had nothing to wear but a sheet." She sat down on her bed. "I am all right, I think. I feel very strange, but I am comforted by the knowledge that it will only last a day." Unless Fandom were truly cruel.

[joan-notjane.livejournal.com]

Joan nodded and sat down next to her. "Plus it's kind of interesting to see how the other half lives."

[trigons_child]

"I think I am disappointed that I have no better insight into how boys think," Raven sighed.

[joan-notjane.livejournal.com]

"Right? That would be nice," Joan agreed. "But you at least have an edge over me since you can sense their emotions."

[trigons_child]

"I am not so certain that helps," Raven admitted. "I can easily misinterpret what I sense. Boys are very confusing."

[joan-notjane.livejournal.com]

"That is so true," Joan agreed.

[trigons_child]

"Are you finding things confusing with Liir?" Raven asked gently.

[joan-notjane.livejournal.com]

Joan smiled. "No, actually. They really aren't. I mean, we haven't put labels on it, but things have been good."

[trigons_child]

"That is good," Raven said, offering a smile. "He was acting strangely in class one day but I could not understand why. Perhaps it was only a temporary moodiness."

[joan-notjane.livejournal.com]

"Which class?" Joan asked. "What day?"

[trigons_child]

"Ethics, with Professor Skywalker," Raven said. "It was two weeks ago. He was argued with Professor Skywalker and was assigned detention. I tried to talk to him afterward but I did not really understand what he was trying to tell me."

[joan-notjane.livejournal.com]

"Oh, yeah, I remember that," Joan said. "I'm not sure what his deal was, but he seems okay now."

[trigons_child]

"That is a relief to hear," Raven said. "I upset him by suggesting he apologize to Professor Skywalker."

[joan-notjane.livejournal.com]

Joan rolled her eyes. "Boys are weird sometimes."

Okay, more like all the time. Except when they were boys who were supposed to be girls.

"How've you been aside from randomly being a boy for the day?" she asked.

[trigons_child]

"My afternoon yesterday was someone distressing," Raven admitted. "I was surprised by Lady Aphrodite and Professor Maximus at work. They had just finished...." Vague hand gesture, let Raven show you it.

[joan-notjane.livejournal.com]

Joan's eyes got very wide as she clued in to Raven's meaning. "Oh. Oh my. Yeah, that would be..."

And now she was wondering what it would be like to find Miss Vida like that. And wondering if it would be with a woman or a man. And... yeah, okay, stopping that line of thought would be good.

[trigons_child]

"They were apologetic for surprising me," Raven said, "but it left me flustered, and then Lady Aphrodite wished to know just why seeing Professor Maximus like that made me so unsettled."

[joan-notjane.livejournal.com]

"Was there a reason that it made you so unsettled?" Joan asked.

[trigons_child]

"Professor Maximus was the vampire in the Other Fandom who harmed me," Raven said, keeping any emotion out of her voice. "I know they are not one and the same, but sometimes he reminds me of his other self."

[joan-notjane.livejournal.com]

Joan winced. "That's a good reason."

[trigons_child]

Raven shrugged. "I try not to dwell on it," she said. "I was just caught off guard at that particular moment."