OTA ~ nudge Bradley or Risque

[xxxbanexxx]

*When Tristan had caught his reflection in the mirror that morning he'd nearly had a heart attack. It had taken him about 15 minutes to convince himself that it was actually him. Upon returning to his room after showering, Tristan had searched through his locker trying to find any item of clothing that may be even slightly big enough to fit in now

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[bitter_sweet_t]

*Talia walked around the camp trying to find someone she knew, or at least had someone she had seen around the camp before all this happened.

She was intently looking towards the ground so she didn't trip on her pant legs, which she had to keep pulling up. That she didn't see anybody in front of her until she collided with them.*

Shit. Sorry.

*Talia vaguely recognized the face of the man in front of her, but with the age-shifts she didn't know if this was what they looked like normally or if that was another age-shift victim.*

[xxxbanexxx]

*Tristan glanced down at the teen in front of him. He hadn't grown much but he was beginning to feel rather tall.*

It's cool. Clothing trouble?

[bitter_sweet_t]

*Talia looked down at her clothes the were too big on her and smiled.*

How could you tell? *Talia chuckled.*

Have we met before? *She narrowed her eyes and tilted her head to the side.

[xxxbanexxx]

Mine are a tad to small.

*He had three pairs of socks on to keep his ankles warm and his sweater was a little tight over his chest. Actually, his might fit... whoever this was.*

Um, I'm not sure. I'm Tristan.

[lightbulbtrix]

Bradley was outside, taking a drag on a cigarette. Camp had definitely gotten more.....interesting. And weird. Definitely weirder. He had ducked outside to escape the chaos of the mob of anklebiters that had appeared overnight. He was not cut out to be a babysitter.

As he stood there. he saw a blonde young man exit the compound, looking around as though searching for someone. He looked vaguely familiar. If only Chris could put his finger on it. He breathed out, the smoke curling away into the clear air as he thought.

[xxxbanexxx]

*Tristan had wandered the entire complex since taking his leave from Talia... TWICE when finally he spotted Bradley.*

Finally! I thought you'd vanished!

*And then he remembered he didn't look the same...*

[lightbulbtrix]

What the hell? Unless he had some form of amnesia going on, Chris definitely didn't remember running into this guy before. But the tone of voice, and same reserved quality about the smile set off little signals in his brain. He flashed to the memories of a downcast teen showing up the first day of camp, smiling as he handed him a pack of cigarettes, a cold, wet nose waking him up every other night. In a voice that held quite a bit of amazement, he asked, "Tristan?" He hadn't realized people had aged up as well as down.

[xxxbanexxx]

*Tristan smiled and nodded.*

Forgot I looked a little different.

*His eyes flashed downward in embarressment at his forgetfulness.*

I was worried you'd become one of those little kids and that I'd never recognise you. Bit of a change huh?

*He waved towards himself.*