I have my Rey post up, but here's an update on my older girls!

( kitty pryde, reserve x-man )

( gwen stacy, version 2.0 )

( jaina solo fel, newly minted jedi master )

( marasiah fel, space princess )

( jaye tyler, fate's bitch )

( natalie, the mouthy one )

Things here were insane, but Gwen loved it. There were too many people, and Peter was stuck going to superhero school, and Gwen had way too much stuff on the chore chart and was constantly fighting it, but it was home. Currently she was in her room, listening to Bobby and Johnny bicker down the hall about shampoo and whether Bobby even needed it since he barely had hair these days. It was funny because she wasn't involved in it. And being here this long meant that she'd been able to celebrate Peter's birthday, and to help throw his surprise party, which had included the return of Kitty after she ran away, so that was pretty great.

Of course, there was the issue of Portalocity, which had been giving her trouble with delays and canceled portals. Not that she minded being home, but a ton of her stuff was in Fandom, and to be honest that school was way better than Middleton High, so she'd like to get this resolved. Which was why she was typing up and sending off her third nasty email of the week to their corporate office, which included some particularly creative things to do with gnomes.


[Establishy!]

Gwen was a couple finals short of getting to go back to Queens for a while- and it said something about how much she loved that house and the people in it that she wanted to go back to Queens- and had decided to Skype with Peter so he could catch her up on all the stuff that was going on. Unfortunately, all of that stuff was massively depressing. The FBI had come for Kitty at school because as a mutant it was illegal to be there now, so she and Kenny ran away, the principal quit, Aunt May asked the boys to lay low on the superhero thing because Kitty's stuff scared her, and then Peter got his identity and face stolen by a crazy person.

"You keep going," Gwen said finally, "I'm going to google adorable baby animals while you tell me everything is terrible."

[La la leading up to catchups I really don't want to do. Open door, open post once she's off her call.]

After some problems with Portalocity that kept her from getting back earlier in the week, Gwen was finally able to catch a portal home for the holidays tonight. Which meant she was rushing around her room to pack and cursing because she'd kind of procrastinated? Oops.

And she was doing it all with a Santa hat on her head, which didn't really go with the pink and black Hot Topic look she was sporting, but there was only so much she could do about that.

[Slow for work, but open!]

By now, Gwen was thoroughly freaked out. When she did manage to get some sleep there was nothing but nightmares about drowning, and then she'd spent way too much time in the bathroom this morning coughing up wet hair. Considering she'd once been mummified, she was trying to keep things in perspective but right at this moment she was thinking this was the grossest thing she'd ever been through. Top three, definitely.

Still feeling a little shaky, she was headed back to her room. Not that she'd checked her email to know class was canceled today, but she had every single intention to ditch.

Gwen had been quiet the last couple days, in part because she'd been really busy on the trip and needed quiet, and in part because she seemed to have brought a cold back as a souvenir. And of course once the baggage had gone away, that had still left several bags of things from Skyrim that she had no idea where they came from. She had like twenty books and several carrots but not a single healing potion thingie and that wasn't even fair.

She was feeling better today, which meant she had the door open while she sat on her bed in what might as well have been pajamas and her bunny slippers and enjoying the healing powers of Netflix.


[Open door, slow as stated in previous posts la.]

So the black walls had been a mistake. It was dark and depressing and Gwen didn't want to get a bunch of black lights and feel like she was living in a rave. That meant that after class she went and got some more paint, a more muted gray that she could dress up however she wanted, and started painting the walls again.

The next lesson she was learning was that when covering up black paint, you were gonna need primer. She only found that out when she googled it to find out why it wasn't working, and then there'd been another trip to the store and waiting for the paint she'd already used to dry before starting over with the primer and ugh. She wanted to get this done before Parents Weekend but right now it felt like she'd finish right around a quarter after never.

Anyone who didn't want to be dragged into helping should probably avoid this hall. So should anyone who didn't mind her begging to let her sleep in their room tonight because of paint fumes.

[Open, why not!]