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The Perk (Friday, August 14, Late Morning)

Irulan had the Agatha Christie book she bought from Miss Bennet, she'd been enjoying the book. It was a different sort of novel from Dr. Brennan's and one she found she enjoyed on a different level. Miss Bennet's description of the book seemed accurate. A cozy mystery indeed.

(For one female stepson but open for all Perk needs!)

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What better thing to do if you looked like your twin sister than to go and find a place where you could meet people who knew her? The Perk seemed like a good choice.

As he entered he noticed Irulan. Oh, this would be fun. He might look a little younger than his sister here, but he hoped he would confuse his stepmother for a while, at least.

"Good morning, Irulan."

She looked up from her book, "Good morning, Ghani...ma?" Irulan stopped for a few minutes. It was Ghani's physical appearance and face but her Bene Gesserit trained senses told her something was very different. "Did the island de-age you? You're younger."

"The island seems to be in a funny mood today," Leto said, smiling as he took a seat opposite Irulan.

Note that this wasn't really a lie.

"Yes, it does seem so," Irulan replied. No, it wasn't that Ghani was de-aged. It was... it was something else. Something about the way she carried herself.

Note that she still had that puzzled expression on her face.

Leto didn't expect Irulan to be fooled. Still, she couldn't blame him for trying. "So, how have you been, stepmother?"

"I've been well, recovered from my encounter with the vamp--" Irulan broke off, there was a minute gesture there that was not Ghani but not unfamiliar. "Leto? That is you, isn't it?"

And here Leto burst out laughing, because yes, this was funny.

"Really, Leto, you could have told me earlier," she said, giving him a 'tsk, tsk' look but not entirely surprised. This was the kind of prank Leto liked to pull.

It was a good thing Ghani and Leto were not identical twins if they were Irulan felt Leto would Ghani would frequently play the 'Which of is Leto/Ghani?' game.

"Yes, I could, but that wouldn't have been as fun," he told her.

Irulan was right. Had they been identical twins they would have messed with everyone.

"And how do you find waking-up to a female body, stepson?" Fortunately Irulan was never here for the part where the women turned into men although living in Fandom Irulan wondered how long that luck would hold.

She tried to hide her niggle of apprehension once she realized this was Leto and not Ghani. She hid it through careful control of her muscles but immediately knew it was futile. Leto could immediately discern truth whenever it was presented to him.

"Interesting," he replied. "A quite new experience, I have to tell you. Although Ghani warned me once it might happen."

Irulan's reaction was wonderfully entertaining.

"Did she look like your male form?" She asked. Irulan placed her book on the table but made sure the bookmark was in place. It wasn't really a question but she was making conversation. Irulan hadn't realized she was actively avoiding Leto until she was presented with Leto. In Ghanima's form but still Leto. "I wonder if that's how a face dancer feels."

"She did," he confirmed. "So that I would look like her was only logical." He thought for a moment. "Perhaps, but I assume they would feel less attached to a sense of true image. They are in change, constantly. It's their nature."

Irulan tried to imagine that but couldn't wrap her mind around the concept. "It certainly would be an interesting thing to tackle, academically."

She paused to sip her coffee. "It's good to see you, Leto, even if you are wearing Ghani's face."

It was the truth, she was apprehensive but she was happy to finally 'see' Leto and know he was safe.

"It's good to see you too," he said, smiling at Irulan. It was, and the teasing was just added fun.

"I'm glad your safe," Irulan said and pushed away her feelings of anxiety and guilt. "How have you been, Leto, caused any more mischief outside of teasing me?"

"I've been well." He reached out to take her hand. "But you and the others caused us some worry by falling asleep like that."

"I apologize for making you worry," Irulan squeezed her hand, "but seemed we were called to help our counterparts and in that call we had no choice but to answer. I was glad I was able to help."

"So I heard," Leto replied. "Dinah and Karla were quite upset. And Kate too. Can you imagine having three girls cry on you in one day?"

Irulan smiled wryly, "I imagine it was quite an experience."

"I believe comforting them was the culturally appropriate reaction," he said. It wasn't like Fremen girls cried a lot.

Irulan laughed, "Yes, that is the culturally appropriate reaction."

"By the way, will you meet me for a drink at Caritas tomorrow?" It might have seemed like a question out of the blue but Leto had a reason for it.

"Caritas?" Irulan repeated, "Other than the shop I'm relatively free tomorrow, I would love to meet you in Caritas, Leto."

He grinned. "Good. I will see you there, and we can talk more."

Or perhaps not, as Irulan would be busy.

Ghanima, being Ghanima, was at the Perk to pick up a few different coffee options before sequestering herself in her office for the rest of the day.

She was going to need it all.

What she was not expecting, however, was to see herself. Let alone a 'Self' that had not been for years.

"I rather hope there is an excellent explanation for your face," she said sweetly, "Since I was unaware that I had a double on this island."

If one hand was discreetly reaching for her knife, well, after the incident with the Skrull impostor, Ghanima felt her wariness was justified.

MAJOR SP on my end.

He couldn't pretend to be Ghanima with Ghanima, obviously, and Leto could understand a certain amount of concern when a double showed up.

"It's me, Ghani," he said. "Didn't you tell me you ended up looking like me for a day."

It was clear that he found this hilarious.

Irulan looked from one face to the other and then placed a hand on her forehead.

"I think this was a scene from a nightmare once."

"Considering that I've already had issues with one doppelgänger stealing Principal Winchester's daughter, I'm a bit more cautious than I used to be," Ghanima said, releasing her knife and looking between Leto and Irulan. "Face Dancers are easier to spot."

"So, twin-of-mine, how many of your classmates have you frightened using my face today?"

"They weren't exactly frightened, I have to admit," Leto said. "I don't know if that's my fault your yours."

"That's a story I haven't heard before," Irulan remarked she wondered why Ghani was a little quick to hold her knife, hearing the answer explained everything.

Irulan supposed two Ghanis was better than two Letos. "Isn't it a good thing students aren't afraid of your sister, Leto?"

"It's not a story I care to tell," Ghanima said shortly. "Especially not in public. Another time, Irulan, I promise."

Irulan nodded, "I understand."

Discretion, is also part of state craft. She settled back and sipped her coffee and let Leto-Ghani and Ghani-Ghani speak.

Now, what would be worse with two Letos?

Leto shot his sister a glance and reached for her hand. "Well, if you get accused of anything today, you know who to blame."

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