Second Floor Common Room, Saturday Morning

[whenshewasnice]

There could've maybe been reason to freak out when you woke up in a strange room with no recollection of how you'd gotten there. But Helen was honestly just glad to be magically away from her freak show clusterfuck of a family. Even if it meant having to feed a strange cat who was very insistent that she pay attention to him

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[lockestheway]

A gorgeously wind-swept yet pained-looking young man stalked into the room, reeking of cologne and wearing a snake around his neck.

He pulled up a chair without a word and parked it in front of Helen. Sat down. Looked at her with deep, brooding eyes.

[whenshewasnice]

This was going to go oh so well.

Helen had been cutting up a perfume ad - hah - and took a moment before looking up. And once she did, she didn't look too taken with what she saw. "What do you want?"

[lockestheway]

The man did not respond to her words at all.

He just sat there. Looking. Broodily.

[whenshewasnice]

Helen had had her share of unwelcome male presence in her life. But this was still a pretty new approach.

She waved a hand (and with it, clippings) at him. "Uh, hello?"

[craftyladyparts]

After waking up in a teenage girl's room, Kaine decided to do some investigating. He was wearing his clothes (...well, jeans and a white t-shirt, which was the fanciest outfit he tended to wear), he wasn't bleeding, he didn't find anyone else bleeding.... Phase one of the investigation complete. Now it was time for phase two: find something to drink.

"I'm surrounded by teenagers. I need a drink. Somebody tell me you have alcohol," Kaine said as he walked into the common room. It wasn't a request. It was an order. A drink order, in fact.

[OOC: Slow due to C2E2, but how could I resist throwing an angry adult clone at teenagers?]

[whenshewasnice]

Helen looked up. Nope, still no one she was actually interested in looking at.

"Uh, no. And even if I did, I don't think I'd be giving it to random guys."

[craftyladyparts]

"I would have given you five bucks for it," Kaine said. "Can you at least tell me where the nearest bar is? Hopefully one that's open in the morning?"

[whenshewasnice]

"No clue." And she wasn't sorry, either. "I don't even know where we are in the first place."

[not_trivial]

R lumbered into the common room. He'd had a bit of trouble on the stairs -- zombie, after all -- but he'd managed, and now he sniffed the room.

Hm. That girl smelled alive, but her hair told another story. He sniffed again.

[[same SP as nick, but here, have something for natalie to smirk at later.]]

[whenshewasnice]

Hey. At least her hair was way more alive than most people's who decided to poison theirs with chemicals.

Okay, a few bits of hers were dyed purple and green, but still.

Helen raised her eyebrows at him and his sniffing. "What's your deal?"

[not_trivial]

"Gnnn," said R. Then he sniffed again, before tilting his head inquisitively at her. "Yuh?"

In zombie, it made perfect sense!

[whenshewasnice]

"What?" Helen asked. Because she didn't speak zombie. So she was just weirded out. "Me? What are you trying to say?"

He didn't look too good, either.

[failsatspirit]

Donna followed the scent of the tasty foo-...people into the common room, grinning toothily at them.

"Hi, I don't suppose you've seen an utterly adorable baby girl around here?" She paused, she was sure the full moon had been a couple of days ago, but in situations like this you could never be sure. "Or possibly an equally adorable puppy? Other than the great big white one that was in my room this morning?"

[whenshewasnice]

Well, Donna won points over the others who'd shown up for at least being woman-shaped.

Helen's voice was still a drawl, but at least a slightly less confrontational one. "Can't say that I have."

[failsatspirit]

"Oh, darn," Donna said, frowning. "I was hoping she'd be in here somewhere." Since she couldn't look outside yet on account of the horrible burning daylight.

[whenshewasnice]

"Which one?"

Because, you know, to Helen it had sounded like she was looking for two different things.

[mummyspromdate]

Maddie was totally normal today. All she even wanted was something breakfasty. So, this might be interesting.

"Ooh, project?" she asked, trying to see what was being done here.

[whenshewasnice]

"Collage," Helen replied with barely a glance. This one was cute, so maybe she'd actually pay more attention once she was done plastering the photo of a steak over the face of a model she'd cut out of an old issue of Cosmo. Sorry, whoever had left their magazine laying around. "So, yeah, a project. I guess you could call it that."

[mummyspromdate]

And with the steak thing, Maddie decided maybe she didn't want to pay too much attention to what she was actually doing. "Cool. Natalie, right? We had a couple classes together."

[whenshewasnice]

Okay, this time Helen actually looked up. And looked confused, but also a little amused. "Uh, I think I'd remember having had classes with you. And it's Helen, not Natalie."

(Who was totally going to spare a few seconds of despair to anyone mistaking someone with Helen's messy hair for her. And then be over it because who cared?)