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[fragilecatalyst.livejournal.com]

Characters: Ren and you
Setting: Outside the dormitory bathrooms
Format: Starting in action, will match whatever you use.
Summary: Ren is confused at everything, but finds amusement in the most unexpected of places.
Warnings: None



[Ren is no stranger to waking up in weird places. However, she isn't used to being in new outfits and without any of her cats around. It unnerves her. She plays with the collar around her neck for a few seconds before exploring her room. Sure enough she finds the trunk and much to her joy her cat is inside. Once she changes back into her torn up hospital gown, she grabs her cat and begins her little adventure.

While she looks around the halls, she appears to searching for a face in particular. The people around her do shock her at first, but she chalks them up to being spirits. That offers a little bit of normalcy in a place she doesn't remember going into.]

Where are we?

[Of course the cat doesn't respond, but sure enough they're in the bathrooms. She recognizes the layout as one she's seen before, but in much worse condition and with nothing working. Cautiously, she takes a step inside with the cat still clutched in her arms. The first thing she does? Flip the lightswitch. On. Off. On. Off. On. Off. The simple fact it works brings a huge smile to her face and she laughs. If the place has light, then it's safe!]

What's this?

[She turns the knobs on the sink, flushes the toilet repeatedly and even tries to stick her cat in there. After all, he is a little dirty. She's just trying to help. At least she has enough sense to not flush it.

When that gets boring, Ren wanders over to the showers and turns both the knobs on and off as well.]

Wow!

[By the time she finishes playing in there, she's damp from the water and not used to these types of things being separated, prepares to go into the boy's bathroom.]

Let's see what's in here.

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no problem!!!

[fragilecatalyst.livejournal.com]

A good guy.

[She repeats that to herself carefully. At the very least, it keeps her from running away. For added measure, she cautiously peeks at her cat. He's not running away either.]

What is a men's room?

[gimmepie.livejournal.com]

It's... [Oh God why?] Not a place for little girls. That room over there? [He points to the ladie's room] That's the girl's room.

You really don't know this? [The question isn't meant to be harsh, he's just genuinely perplexed here.]

[fragilecatalyst.livejournal.com]

I was just in there. It didn't look like a room for girls.

[She looks over to her cat and smiles.]

He took a bath in there and he's a boy!

[Now back to Dean. It's fine. She doesn't really understand harsh. It sounds like a normal question.]

Am I supposed to know that?

[gimmepie.livejournal.com]

...well people don't normally drag their cats into the loo with them.

It's more like, when you gotta go, you know, you'd feel more comfortable doing it knowing the opposite sex doesn't come walking in on you. That's why they're separated.

[fragilecatalyst.livejournal.com]

[This man's explanation is starting to sink into her brain. Ohhh he means that kind of go.]

Oh! I didn't know there was a room for that.

[Yes, this is a real conversation you're having Dean.]

[gimmepie.livejournal.com]

[Well at least he didn't have to explain everything. He is so bad with kids, this must be karma.]

Yeah. [Yeah.] What backwater place are you from that doesn't have bathrooms?

[fragilecatalyst.livejournal.com]

[This must be your worst nightmare Dean.]

I've never heard of backwater. What kind is that? We had clear water. Sometimes it was dirty too.

[gimmepie.livejournal.com]

[Pretty much. Naww, he's surprisingly okay with kids. He just denies it. Dean gestures as he tries to explain 'backwater'.]

I'm not... talking about actual water, okay? I mean backwards, oldschool, probably the boondocks. Didn't your parents teach you about bathrooms?

[fragilecatalyst.livejournal.com]

[Only the word backwards actually registers in her brain. The rest just fly far far away to a place only smart people know. At the mention of parents, Ren stays silent. She doesn't have any. She's thought of them, once or twice, but they're dead. There's no point.

After a very long pause she manages a quiet:]

...No.