Kitchen, 33 Apocalypse Ave., Saturday Morning

[bitten_notshy]

There were certain advantages to having been on the island for most of three years.

For example, when one woke up and saw a woman looking back from the mirror over one's dresser, the experienced male Fandomite who'd been through this twice before did not shriek -- or at least, he didn't if he was Jack.

Instead, Jack permitted himself one streak of swearing, then took a picture of his new ... assets to send to Emma to tease her. Then he pulled on a t-shirt and yoga pants Emma had forgotten when she moved back to school, twisted his hair into a knot, and padded into a kitchen to start the pot of coffee.

He wondered if he ought to wake Kaidan and Ronan to warn them, but decided against it. A sudden switch in genders was really the sort of thing you had to discover on your own.

[OOC: Open for housemates or visitors! Possible SP due to usual weekend nonsense.]

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[not_in_the_book]

Ronan had woken up, taken a look down at himself when things seemed a little... differently balanced, and then grabbed the clothes he kept in the back of his closet instead.

Which is why he was whistling cheerfully as he came into the kitchen, ready to snag some of that coffee he smelled.

[bitten_notshy]

Well, at least one person in the kitchen was cheerful.

"How many times have you been through this now?" Jack asked. "It's my third. I believe I've learned what I can from it."

[not_in_the_book]

Ronan had to stop to think about that. "Once or twice on island, and at least three times I can think of while I was off-planet -- some of the place I visited had some interesting customs, and occasionally it was a useful disguise -- so... say five?"

[bitten_notshy]

"And didn't you dress up as your imaginary sister that weekend I was a vampire?" Jack asked, trying to remember. "Either way, you're more experienced than I am."