Room 327- Wednesday after classes

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It'd taken a while for Sia to realize there was anything going on, just because, well, she wasn't in the habit of licking herself. And then at some point between class and now, she'd bit her lip unthinkingly and now she was annoying herself in trying to figure out what that taste was.

She dropped her things on her bed, stopping to lick her lips again. Yeah, she was pretty sure she was champagne-flavored today. Minus the alcohol content.

[Princesses get to taste fancy. Door and post open!]

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[dirtiest-skank.livejournal.com]

Olive had gone to her class first thing in the morning, then promptly come back and gone to sleep, figuring that her weird...orangey taste was probably just a weird flukey dream thing.

When she'd woken up and showered and everything later, though, she'd realized it wasn't, and that was why she was now wandering the dorms with a chocolate bar, idly munching on squares of it.

When life makes you taste like oranges, find complementary tastes.

"Hey," she greeted, poking her head into Sia's room. "So. How's your day going?"

No reason to open with 'I taste like citrus.'

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"Interesting, I think," Sia said with a frown. "Apparently I have a flavor now. That's new."

Olive might not open with it, but she would.

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"Okay, awesome, not just me," Olive said happily. "Do you taste like oranges, too?"

She hadn't yet realized that that was going to be sort of unique to her.

[notconflicted]

"Champagne, I think," she said, still frowning because she was still trying to make sure of that. "I'm not really familiar with it."

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Olive raised a brow. "Fancy," she noted.

They could make mimosas if they made out, but Olive suspected that ol' Marsie would not think that suggestion was as amusing as she did.

[notconflicted]

"I prefer to use 'annoying,'" Sia admitted. She could see this getting old fast. "At least it seems to be going around the island..."

What with the potential mimosa- but no seriously that thought wouldn't even enter Sia's head- flavoring and all.

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"At least it's a good taste," Olive offered. "You could taste like pennies or something. Or I could literally taste like an olive. That would be a really bad day."

[notconflicted]

"There is that," she conceded. Which brought up a question, too. "Why oranges?"

[dirtiest-skank.livejournal.com]

"I would guess it's because we grow them in Ojai," she said, shrugging. "And I eat a lot of them, 'cause of that. Why champagne, Miss Fancypants?"

Bet you were wishing she'd just stuck with Marsie, huh, Sia?

[notconflicted]

And the Look Sia gave her for that probably said everything it needed to about what she thought of being called that...

"I'm going to blame too much time around Atton," she said dryly, even though she knew that wasn't why.

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"Human Shield Guy?" Olive asked, frowning. "Why? Does he drink a lot of champagne?"

[notconflicted]

"He seems to have made it his mission to try and get me to loosen up by taking me drinking," she explained. "...Human Shield Guy?"

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"I'm going to hide behind him if I get shot at," Olive explained, for a very special definition of the word 'explanation.' "But he's not totally wrong. I don't really drink, so I'm not endorsing that, but loosening up wouldn't kill you."

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She was next door and Cade felt like complaining.

"Marsie," he said, poking his head through the doorway, "why the kark do I taste like nerf?"

[notconflicted]

Perfect. The boy who made her nervous had picked up the name, too. Maybe he'd get so used to it that he'd forget what her real name was.

"Because Fandom thinks it's funny at times," she replied.

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"It's so very wrong," Cade said. "I shouldn't taste like anything but me!"

Pause.

"Not that I spend time licking myself normally or something."

[notconflicted]

"Have you been spending your time licking yourself today?" she asked.

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"Well, yes," Cade said, "but I taste like nerf!" He held out his arm. "Want to check?"

[notconflicted]

"Of course not," she said, so fast it was almost like she'd been expecting that.

She hadn't been. She was just that emphatic about licking relatives people she'd met once.

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"You don't miss nerf?" Cade asked.

[notconflicted]

"There's a restaurant in town that probably serves it. I don't need to lick your arm," she replied. "I trust that you're telling the truth."

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"What do you taste like?" Cade wondered.

[notconflicted]

"Nothing you will be trying for yourself," she said, wanting to establish boundaries here.

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"Aww, don't be such a princess about--"

Cade's eyes widened. "That's why I know you!"

[notconflicted]

Just because you weren't likely to hear Sia cursing in Huttese didn't mean she didn't know the words, all of which were running through her head right now.

Still, she kept everything about her completely, carefully neutral. "I'm afraid I don't know what you mean."