For Bradley... OTA

[xxxbanexxx]

*Tristan had made himself scarce since he'd spoken to Martini. He was happy with his decision, there was no regret, but he wasn't sure how the others; in particular Bradley, Risque and his family, were going to handle it. He was pretty sure Bradley wouldn't be thrilled and his parents... he wasn't looking forward to telling them. They would

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[lightbulbtrix]

Bradley was walking through the Rec Room when he saw Tristan. Huh, that was strange. He had thought Martini had set everyone right again. Seeing Tristan's eyes were closed, Bradley shook his head a little, an affectionate smile on his face. He turned the TV off with a thought.

[xxxbanexxx]

*Tristan sat up, eyes open.*

Hey, Bradley.

*He scowled at the TV, the strange cartoon no longed making annoying noises now that Bradley had switched it off.*

[lightbulbtrix]

Bradley jumped a little, noticing Tristan was apparently still awake. "Hi, Tristan." Noticing the scowl, he turned the TV back on, sitting down on the couch next to the former teenager.

"So, are you going to be changed back any time soon?"

[xxxbanexxx]

*Tristan rolled his head around and looked at Bradley. After a moment, he shook his head.*

Nope. I've spoken to Martini.

[arisquebusiness]

Risque made her way to the rec room. She needed to find something to do. Now that she was back to her normal size she'd tinkered with the jeeps and now wanted to find something on the tv.

[xxxbanexxx]

*Tristan glanced up when Risque entered the room. He wasn't sure if she'd recognise him, after all Ric had but Bradley hadn't.*

Hey.

[arisquebusiness]

She stopped just staring at him for a minute. When it sank in just who she was looking at Risque's jaw dropped,"Tristan?"

[xxxbanexxx]

One in the same.

*He nodded. He just hoped he didn't get another lecture. He knew Bradley meant well, but...*