The Perk, Sunday Morning

[not_in_the_book]

Having dressed 'herself' as best he could, in a black, tight-fitting, long-sleeved t-shirt that was never going to fit the same across the chest once this was all over, and a pair of dark-wash jeans that, thankfully, fit remarkably well (with a little help from the Speech), Ronan made his way down to the Perk to drown his woes about Fandom Weirdness™. He ordered the largest hot chocolate they had, and a croissant, and then sat down at table to eat -- and to figure out how to handle his... new, and hopefully temporary, endowment.

[Open for all your Ronan-who-looks-like-Lulu and/or Perk-ly needs!]

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[new-to-liirness.livejournal.com]

Sadly enough, the lack of much sleep had started to wear on him to the point where he wasn't quite sure if he'd be 'up' for Ino's instruction this morning without a bit of help. As such, he was at the Perk.

When he saw Miss Lulu, though, he wandered over and sat down.

"I'm surprised to see you here," he said as he sipped carefully at the mocha. The board had said it was chocolate and coffee and he'd needed the chocolate for comfort.

[not_in_the_book]

Ronan looked over at the newcomer. "... Then I imagine you'll be even more surprised to know that whoever you think I am, I'm not," he said, a bit woefully. His Irish lilt came out weirdly in Lulu's voice -- at least, it did to him.

[new-to-liirness.livejournal.com]

He looked sideways at her. Then examined her a little more closely. Then he closed his eyes and felt for a moment before opening them and nodding.

"No, not really that surprised now. May I ask who you might be at the moment?"

[not_in_the_book]

"Ronan Nolan," he said, then took another sip of his hot chocolate. He frowned at it, as it was starting to cool off, but a few quick words in the Speech had it steaming again. "Liir, right?"

[new-to-liirness.livejournal.com]

He nodded. Andrew was still asleep, after all.

"We spoke on the roof. You're the wizard."

Not an uppercase to be found on that. It was, in it's way, a compliment.

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

Isabel had left a a half asleep Wyatt in her room with a promise to return with coffee and baked goods. After placing her order she glanced around the store and nodded at the woman she vaguely recognized as a teacher at the school.

[not_in_the_book]

"Hey, Isabel," Ronan said, smiling back, forgetting for just a moment that he, ah, didn't look exactly normal at the moment.

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

That sounded like a little too informal of a greeting from a teacher she didn't even know. It also sounded like an Irish accent. Isabel raised an eyebrow as she walked over towards the table. "Good morning?"

[not_in_the_book]

Ronan laughed. "What," he said, "don't recognise me like this? Fandom Weirdness strikes again."

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

Grinning, she took a seat at the table. "It's definitely a new look for you."

[therhimineecat.livejournal.com]

Making a trip to the Perk was becoming part of Seregil's daily routine and today was no different. He placed his order at the counter and glanced around the place while he waited for it.

[not_in_the_book]

Ronan looked up again, and, again forgetting for a moment that his form was not his own, tried to catch Seregil's eyes. "Hey!" he said, waving him over.

[therhimineecat.livejournal.com]

The woman calling out to him was definitely impressive looking in more ways than one and Seregil wandered over with a curious smile. "Yes?"

[not_in_the_book]

Ronan blinked. "Oh! Right. Wrong body. It's Ronan. I woke up this morning in Professor Lulu's body." He looked down. "... And while it's certainly an impressive body, I'm rather missing my own. I'm sure I should go look for her and see if she has mine, but I figure it's probably just Fandom weirdness and will resolve itself anyway."

[therhimineecat.livejournal.com]

Seregil blinked then stared. "And I thought waking up as a vampire romance writer was weird enough."

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

Parker's checking on people because yay, Mostly Dead Isabel. Better make sure everyone else is okay too.

*ring* And if Ronan's okay, she won't smoke today.

[not_in_the_book]

Ronan glanced at the caller ID as he answered. "Parker!" he said, cheerfully, his Irish lilt coming out full force... in Lulu's voice.

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

"...yes?" Parker paused, thrown. "Uh. Is Ronan there?" Then another beat. Fandom. Weirdness. Maybe....? "Wait. Don't tell me. Ronan?" She's gonna feel real dumb about this if she's wrong.

[not_in_the_book]

"Yeah," he said, laughing a bit. "I woke up today looking like Professor Lulu." He paused. "Has anyone mentioned her?"

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

"...no?" Parker said, still off-balance. "Um. How's that going?" She face-palmed. "Right, I've been away too long, I'm not taking this quite in stride here. What's she like?"

[notanactualfairy]

Jean-Paul stopped by the Perk for a coffee. He then stopped by Lulu's table, eyeing her clothes warily, to assure her, "It is decaf."

[not_in_the_book]

"And I'm not whoever you think I am," Ronan replied. "I'm Ronan Nolan. Woke up this morning in Professor Lulu's body. Came in to fortify myself before tracking her down to see if she has mine, and people keep coming up and talking to me before I can finish up and leave."

[notanactualfairy]

Jean-Paul blinked once, then nodded. "These things will happen. Please don't kiss me."

...long story.

[not_in_the_book]

Ronan stared for a moment. "... Wasn't planning on it, Professor," he said, slowly. "Definitely wasn't planning on it."

[notanactualfairy]

"Good, then," Jean-Paul said decisively. "Carry on. Try to get my roommate back in her body at some point, s'il vous plait."