vanillajello | Room 324, Late Friday Morning

It was Kate's birthday.

Not that that was much evident from anything, except maybe the slightly stilted happy birthday phonecall she'd gotten from her dad earlier, and the far more animated one from Lynda a little later. But it was still her birthday. Seventeen. Hmmh.

She was grabbing a portal to KC in the evening to join Lynda in the Crossroads district's First Friday art thing. And afterwards she was going to take another portal back, and tomorrow morning Lynda was going to fly over to be her weekend guest.

But for now? She was lazing about in a skimpy top and shorts (it was her birthday, she thought she was allowed) with some candy and a random bad movie on her laptop. And wearing her Princess Valhalla boots for no real reason, other than having just checked the insane number of hits on her video.

So far it was an okay birthday.

[ooc: Half-open door, completely open post! Handwavey knowledge of birthday completely fine.

A some bits of AFKness coming up, ~~first as I go to class, and then way later when I go see Scott Pilgrim, but other than that~~ I'm around!]

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Well, being a princess from a 'faraway kingdom' was wonderfully vague...

Kate almost gasped with surprise. "You've seen that?"

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"Someone in my study group found it the other night," Jack explained. "It's much more interesting than the fundamentals of British law, so..."

So they'd watched. A lot. And paused on the bits where the princess's bra almost bounced out of her metal bodice until Jack scowled at them to stop.

The gasp answered his next question, but he'd ask it anyhow. "It's really you? Not your evil twin?"

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"It'd be an awesome twin if it was," Kate said, and oh look, she was sounding smug again. This time she even felt like it was justified. "But nah, it's totally all me."

"I knew it," Jack grinned. "You look good. How'd you end up in the video? It doesn't seem like Geoffrey's sort of thing at all."

"Oh, Geoffrey hasn't been around for ages," Kate replied dismissively. "And this is not a Fandom thing at all. I, uh, met this lady called Lynda, back in Kansas? She's an artist, and she thinks I look just like her princess creation, so... Video."

He didn't necessarily have to know how exactly she'd met Lynda.

"And somehow the video got to me a universe away," Jack noted. "She made up the character before she saw you? That's like ... I don't even believe in fate, but it's quite a coincidence."

"Oh, she created the princess like twenty years ago," Kate said, nodding. "And I don't even really think I look like her all that much, but it's not like I'm going to complain. I mean, I get to be a warrior princess."

"You get to be famous," Jack noted. "Things must be pretty quiet in Fandom, if you're heading off to exciting Kansas to be in videos."

"Well, it's been pretty mellow, lately," Kate shrugged, choosing to not comment on that thing about fame. He was entirely right, of course. "I mean, we had unicorns yesterday and some flying piranhas a couple of weeks back, but other than that... Not much going on."

Whereas Kansas was currently a little too exciting for her tastes.

"Just your average everyday unicorns and flying piranhas," Jack sighed. "Kate, you're hard to impress."

He missed Fandom, almost in an ache.

"Well, you know, after half the island got sucked into nothingness," Kate replied, a little dryly, "and my boyfriend got thrown into some nightmare universe for days, a little bit of weird fauna doesn't really register."

Still missing Fandom?

"I think that was the time a house fell on Emma and she turned into a diamond," Jack said distantly. "I'm sorry to hear it got Bod, too."

... no, he wasn't missing Fandom quite so much.

"... Wait, a house fell on Emma?"

That was news to Kate. The diamond things she did remember seeing, though, but she'd been too exhausted to go poke at the other girl about it. But a house, really, what the hell?

"Jesus."

"Her and Alex Karev," Jack explained, flatly. He was too weary and concerned about it to have much reaction to it anymore. "They were climbing around, and it wasn't terribly stable, and it came down."

He didn't really know more than that. "That's why the diamond. It's how her body reacts to stress, apparently."

"Huh." Kate mulled that over. "I'm so out of the smokers' club loop."

Yes. That was what she got from that. Outwardly, anyway.

"Not enough time on the roof, I reckon," Jack said. Even if he'd been inclined to prod more, he wasn't sure how much more he had to say, either.

Changing the subject, he said, "I was thinking about coming out for Sunday, just to surprise Emma." And to check up on her. "It sounds like I picked a peaceful time to do it."

Kate really, really didn't mind a new subject.

"Yeah, you say that now, and then you come here on Sunday to find... teapots have taken over the town, or something," she said. Oh what fun it was that that almost sounded plausible. "And if you want to surprise Emma, do you think you should be telling anyone?"

"Probably not, but that's why I'm telling you," Jack answered. He knew Kate could keep a secret. "I'm sure you can find better things to talk about, if you happen to run into Emma. I just wanted to make sure things were all right before I came."

A beat. "Teapots? Would they be sentient?"

"Okay, but you're not allowed to bitch at me if she, like, just snags the knowledge straight out of my head."

Kate wasn't quite that good at keeping secrets, unfortunately.

"And yes. They'd totally be sentient. Doesn't it sound Fandomy?"

"I'm gambling on her shielding too hard against everyone else's family to try a trick like that," Jack said hopefully. "And like either Fandom or Disney, I think."

"Those aren't even mutually exclusive," Kate mused. "I mean, the unicorns were pretty Disney." And would've been pretty annoying, but... "I took pictures with them. In costume."

"Are you sending them to Lynda for inspiration?"

Jack probably would, were he in a similar situation -- though trying to imagine a way he could be was rather difficult.

"Actually, she's coming here tomorrow," Kate shared. "And I'm actually going to visit her tonight. But nah, I doubt it. Might be kind of hard to explain how I got them."

"A creative friend with access to a white horse," Jack suggested, but idly, as if even he couldn't take that idea too seriously. "You're going out there? Have a good trip."

"I'm sure I will." Time spent with Lynda had been good so far. "It's this art fair kind of thing in her district, they have one every month."

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