participating in Day 4 event

[bitofafiction]

Characters: Sherry Holmes and yooooou
Format: prose preferred please ♥
This log is: open
Location: Breakfast in the main hall
Summary: Palette swap. Also, toast.
Warnings: none at time of posting

Sherlock woke up this morning to discover that his skin is now a fetching shade of cyan. The effect seems to be universal among the students, as far as he can tell, but does not extend to their surroundings. He is on the lookout for exceptions and potential causes, although he does not let the search distract him from his tea and toast.

Comments

[summerstars]

Grenn had woken up green. And that wasn't (unfortunately) some metaphor for the still-lingering nausea and dizziness that had struck down yesterday. No, she'd literally woken up green; her skin was a dark, mossy colour and her eyes had decided to be an unnatural apple-green shade. Her hair, on the other hand, was white.

Personally, Grenn thought as she picked up her breakfast, blue would have suited better, because depression seemed like a good idea now. At least there was no colour associated with guilt that she could have been landed with.

Sure, people turning colours due to her failed (or successful, depending on your point of view) attempt at a hacking wasn't all that terrible, but had certainly not interrupted the holo-tech or the battle system. Or anything else. Glumly, she stared into the teacup. It was kind of a pity, though, that she hadn't managed to change the surroundings. A purple sky would have been funny.

Okay, maybe this was funny, but it was still a failure, and most would probably be upset. She hoped whoever was in charge managed to find the glitch.

[earlofpudding]

One of the dining hall tables had been claimed by Lloyd. There was a plate of food in the vicinity, but that had been shoved aside and ignored so he could pay full attention to a notebook he was jotting down notes in. Lists of useful but mundane objects he could get past the receptionists, doodles of schematics, that sort of thing.

The campus-wide glitch had deemed it best to switch the scientist's colors from pale blues and whites to something a whole lot darker. Creepy, to boot, considering the black hair, grayish skin, and red eyes were reminiscent of a certain mysterious round Lloyd himself had not been present for. His lab coat? Red. He hadn't been too happy about that switch. The coat should have been sacred, but noooo. Now he had to spend the day looking like a supervillian reject. Not that he would have minded it, if it hadn't been for the coat.

On the bright side, the sinister appearance was doing a good job of keeping most of the nosy kids away.