The Tiberius J. Swann Education Facility

Who: Li and Brad
What: Waking up in the BGH with switched genders
Where: The BGH
When: Late morning
Rating: PG 13 (language)

Sundays weren't made for waking up early, so Brad didn't. He had initially woken up at seven, but he'd rolled over and gone back to sleep, too out of it to even notice that a few things of his were... missing. And a few more had been added. But when ten came and his bladder refused to be ignored any longer, Brad grumbled and burped and grunted and sat himself up, his long hair falling in his face and obscuring his vision. Except, he didn't have long hair.

His movements were slow as he paused the thick, black locks off his face, and got to his feet and walked to the mirror, his boxer shorts now riding up in a way that was very unfamiliar. He didn't want to look down even though his chest felt heavy, and everything seemed higher up than normal, but he didn't want to look. Maybe it was a dream and getting to the mirror would make it end, and he'd be back in bed having to pee and not about to see what he was impossibly about to see. But the mirror didn't make it go away, and staring back at Brad through his reflection was this woman he had never seen before. So he did what only made sense- he screamed. Loudly. And ran out of the room into the hallway, screaming his lungs out until he finally ran into someone.

Who: Li and Lo
What: Artist drawing
Where: Art room
When: Afternoon

( Lo couldn't hold back a smirk as Li nearly burst into flames right there, embarrassment obvious on his face. )

Who: Li and Fisher (and NPC ghost)
What: Emo talk
Where: First the cafeteria, then elsewhere
When: Lunchtime
Rating: PG


Jack was beginning to become a little worried about Li. He had been drawing more into himself and it was turning into something she recognized before. Li only talked to the ghost and not so much the people and had a hard time paying attention in the medium class he was in. So, she did was she thought she should do. Go to Fisher.

Leaving the younger medium to do write in his journal about whatever depressing thing he was writing about, Jack went to where she knew the older man would be. Hiding in his office during lunch. "Fisher," she said, walking in. "I think we need to talk."

( Why would I do that? )