Room 406, Thursday evening

[soldtoarmenians]

The door's open, but there's a whiteboard propped on a box in the hallway next to it that says,

"Last night in 406 before I move down to the first floor. Wander in if you want, unless you're a vampire. There's foodity. ~Xander (the one without the accent)"

Inside, Xander's desktop is pretty much empty of everything but a selection of snacks and

Comments

[multiplez]

"Gifted, is that like...like mutants?"

[threeweapons]

"Apparently it's closer to being a witch." Alanna concentrated on her left palm and a small purple light ball appeared in it. "I can also heal and do a ton of useless little spells. My twin's the true Sorceror. I like to beat people up."

[multiplez]

Z kind of stared. "Wow. Um...please don't beat me up?"

[threeweapons]

Alanna blinked. "You haven't pissed me off yet. Plus, you're a girl."

[multiplez]

"Oh, good. But in my experience, that's never stopped the arresting officer anyone."

[threeweapons]

Alanna shrugged and extinguished the flame by closing her hand. "It stops me. Um, people at home think I'm a boy. Just...for the record."

[multiplez]

"I doubt it'll come up, but I'll keep that in mind." Okay, a gender-confused witch. She could handle that.

[threeweapons]

"Girls aren't allowed to be knights, and I really wanted to be a knight and I'm not helping myself sound less insane am I?" "Nope."

[multiplez]

"Why didn't you just...sue or something?"

[threeweapons]

Alanna blinked. Then kind of palm-headed. "I'm from the equivolent of the fourteenth century, only cleaner and with magic. No sane lawyer would take on the King's law. Hence me and my twin switching places."

[multiplez]

"Oh, okay, that makes sense," Z lied.

[threeweapons]

"Good, because I was beginning to doubt whether I could talk myself out of that without sounding like a total loon. Er, more of a total loon."