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taxonomites2010-11-07 05:49 pm
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5% [location: Shelley; Spencer's... beautiful two story home??]
After spending a week in a female body, Spencer had been thrilled to finally wake up as himself again. He was all out of sorts yesterday. He tried to read and work on running his stats of arrivals and departures, but he couldn't concentrate. Around 9 o'clock, he fell into bed.
This morning, he woke to the sensation that there was somebody in bed with him. He nearly fell out of the bed when he realized that it was Beckett. Quietly, so as not to wake her, he had slipped from his room into... a house? His apartment had turned quite suddenly into something that it was not last night. His furniture was now art deco and he had a television - one that he suspected only showed programs in black and white.
Spencer had made his way to the kitchen and brewed a cup of coffee in an ancient looking pot (which somehow worked like it was brand new). Now he stood staring out the large window in the kitchen, clutching his mug of coffee and contemplating the beautiful manicured green lawn in front of him, which stretched to a white picket fence.
He pushed his glasses up his nose and wrapped his robe further around him. Spencer had no idea what to make or this, or what to make of waking up to find Beckett sleeping beside him.
[OOC - This is for Spencer, Kate, River, Ax and Kara to have their family shenanigans. Although, any friendly neighbors who want to stop by are also welcome.]
This morning, he woke to the sensation that there was somebody in bed with him. He nearly fell out of the bed when he realized that it was Beckett. Quietly, so as not to wake her, he had slipped from his room into... a house? His apartment had turned quite suddenly into something that it was not last night. His furniture was now art deco and he had a television - one that he suspected only showed programs in black and white.
Spencer had made his way to the kitchen and brewed a cup of coffee in an ancient looking pot (which somehow worked like it was brand new). Now he stood staring out the large window in the kitchen, clutching his mug of coffee and contemplating the beautiful manicured green lawn in front of him, which stretched to a white picket fence.
He pushed his glasses up his nose and wrapped his robe further around him. Spencer had no idea what to make or this, or what to make of waking up to find Beckett sleeping beside him.
[OOC - This is for Spencer, Kate, River, Ax and Kara to have their family shenanigans. Although, any friendly neighbors who want to stop by are also welcome.]
[ location: the house ]
He got a mug down from the cabinet and poured her a cup, then handed it to her.
"Are you....?"
He squinted slightly, unsure of how to ask whether or not she was aware of what was going on.
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"Kara, dear, I wish you wouldn't drink coffee. It stunts your growth. Omelet?"
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She's going to say more, but Kate interrupts her and Kara plasters on a very fake smile, just going with the flow now. She can always talk to Spencer later.
"I'm already nineteen and 5'7", Aunt Kate. I really don't think I'm going to grow any more," she says a little wryly. "And I'm good without the omelet. Thank you, though."
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"We'll talk later..."
He smiles as Beckett comes into the room, shaking his head a bit.
"Oh honey, it's fine. Kara's a young lady now."
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"I know, I just worry. You don't want anything for breakfast, Kara? I could make pancakes."
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"No, thank you. I'm not really hungry this morning." She can't quite work up a complete smile while thinking about why so she pauses and tries to think of an excuse. "Bad dreams."
Not her best lie ever but it'll do. Besides, if what the journal said was right, her parents had been killed ten months earlier in a mugging. Bad dreams were par for the course with that, weren't they?
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"I-It's alright if you're not hungry..."
He gently patted her hand, unsure if it was the right thing to do, but wanting to do something. The photo album and books on the coffee table had caught him up to speed.
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"Perfectly understandable, dear. Just don't forget to eat lunch, okay?"
Humming, she turned away and went about cleaning up the kitchen.
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Once Kate turns her back, Kara runs a hand through her hair and gives Spencer a 'oh dear god, what?' look.
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"This is some sort of glitch... Beckett thinks she and I have been married for years and that we have children. I think we just need to play along though."
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"What are your plans today, Kara? I thought we might go shopping if you're free."
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"Uhm, no plans, really. Just working on a big science project for school. I... was maybe hoping I could get S-- Uncle Spencer's help with that, actually."
Wow is it weird to call him that. But at least now she's got a reason for them to talk and theorize.
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"Oh.. yes I should be able to help you with that today, Kara. Perhaps we should use my office..."
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It wasn't, really, but Kate had been taught that women were supposed to be pretty or smart. And Kate was pretty. However, Kara was pretty and smart, so Kate secretly hoped the trend was shifting.
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... right? Plus, she wasn't sure if her 'cousins' were going to be glitched or not and if they walked in on discussions about stupid hamsters and alternate universes. Well. Kara wasn't really looking to be thrown in an insane asylum.
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He stood up, motioning for Kara to follow him.
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"Sounds good to me."
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"They couldn't even give us more than a day to enjoy the feel of our own bodies again?"
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"They're sadists. Of course not. It's not their MO," she said flatly. "What I hate is the fact that they made me human."
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"Do you find being a human distasteful?"
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"But I like being my own species. When I'm me, I'm invulnerable, or something close to it. It's... easier to not get hurt-- " And she doesn't just mean physically there, "-- or at least, easier to brush it off. Now? Now I get papercuts."
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Spencer supposed that if he ever was anything greater than a human, he wouldn't want to go back either. He sighed.
"How long do you estimate that we will be tortured with this ruse?"
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She doesn't look happy about that fact. At all.