The Locker Rooms

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[Beatrice Orwell]

"Here we are!" Bea called out in a sing-song voice as she and Nikki entered the locker rooms together. "This is the one," she said, pointing to a full length locker at the end of the row, right next to a row of mirrors.

[Nikki Orwell]

"Magic locker on the wall, give us something to fit us all!" Nikki giggled at pulled out a princess hat, and placed it on Bea's head. "Your turn, your highness." She curtsied jokingly to Bea.

[Beatrice Orwell]

"Hmm," Bea mumbled contemplatively and stepped in front of the locker. "Magic locker reach to the sky and give us something so we can fly!" she called into it. She reached in and pulled out two pairs of wings. "This one or this one?" she asked, holding them out to her sister.

[Nikki Orwell]

"The black ones!" Nikki stripped out of her dress, standing in her bra and underwear. She strapped the wings on. "How do I look? Think I need clothes?"

[Beatrice Orwell]

Bea laughed. "Hmm. That's just what society says." To clarify her point, she stripped off her own dress and shoes, leaving the feathered head dress in place, however. "See, we're the only society in here so no need for clothes," she said, grinning. "However, dress-up would be no fun if we didn't dress up," she decided. "You can ask this time."

[Nikki Orwell]

"Magic locker I love so dear, find us something to wear here." Nikki pulled out a Sleeping Beauty dress and a Cinderella dress. "You get dibs now!"

[Beatrice Orwell]

"Hmm." Bea looked between the two for a moment, looking momentarily serious as she mad her choice. "That one," she said, pointing to the Cinderella one. "It's poofier and prettier," she added as her way of explanation.

[Nikki Orwell]

Nikki laughed. "Pouffy is the decision maker. I still like Aurora's dress." She pulled it on over her head. "I know you..." She began to sing.

[Beatrice Orwell]

"I walked with you ooonce upon a dreeaam," Bea continued as she began to waltz around while she slipped her dress over her head. She scooted it past her shoulders and it fell into place. "Pouffy indeed," she giggled and smoothed the many petticoats down. "I say we need accessories now!" she pronounced.

[Nikki Orwell]

"I asked last, it is your turn!... Can you try to get a tiara? I like those!" Nikki laughed with delight. "I love our dress up times!"

[Beatrice Orwell]

"Okay," Bea giggled and turned back to the locker. "Magic locker shining bright, find us something sparkly that catches the light!" she cried into it's depths. She gave her sister a confident wink and reached into the locker to pull out two tiaras. "Perfect!" she exclaimed holding them out. "Tiara 1? Tiara 2?" she asked holding them in her palms as if she were weighing them.

[Nikki Orwell]

"Tiara Two is like a gazillion times sparklier! Can I have it?" Without waiting for an answer, Nikki put it on her head. Her eyes lit up when an idea crossed her mind. "Magic locker whose magic is strong, give me omething to rectify authority's wrong!" She reached in an pulled out a book, Anarchistic Revolutions for Dummies. "LOOK BEA!"

[Beatrice Orwell]

"OH!" Bea squealed. "It's perfect!" With that, she tossed aside the second tiara. "I'm sorry, but the book has inspired me! I need more practical headgear," she said very matter-of-fact. "A proper hat, please," she called into the locker, which spit out the perfect hat. "Well? What say you?" she laughed, twirling around for the full effect, a silly grin on her face.

[Nikki Orwell]

"IT LOOKS LOVELY ON YOU!" Nikki smiled at her twin. "I don't think I could pull it off, but you do it lovely."

[Beatrice Orwell]

Bea grinned and gave one of those swooping, extravagant curtsies. "Why thank you," she said in her humble voice, but the way she peeked up and batted her lashes at her sister gave away her silly nature. "You just suit the princess look much better than me," she said, skipping over to give Nikki a hug. "Shall we continue onward in our quest for the perfect outfit?" she asked.

[Nikki Orwell]

"Well, I don't know. Do you think I can stand more accessories? I mean, the wings, the tiara... I don't want to look cheesy." She laughed. "But I think I need at least one more thing!"

[Beatrice Orwell]

[Ack. I'm so sorry, but my multi-tasking skills are not as great as I'd like to think they are and I'm getting a killer headache. Plus, it's super late there. Mind if we finish this tomorrow?]

[Nikki Orwell]

[I was about to suggest that myself. GOOD NIGHT MY DARLING TWIN! I LOVE YOU!]

[Beatrice Orwell]

[Hahah. Great minds think alike. ^^ GOODNIGHT! SLEEP TIGHT! DON'T LET THE NARGLES BITE!]

[Viktor Krum - Inactive]

Viktor is here and not wearing a shirt because he was just flying alone and doing some awesome BAMF Quidditch stuff. Oh, the locker room. Good times.

[Sirius Black]

That walks in. You're welcome.

[Viktor Krum - Inactive]

Viktor sees Rad and smiles, happy to see Rad looking like that but envious that he wasn't allowed on the Gryffindor team. Oh well. "Hey, Rad. I see you made the team," he commented, gesturing to the half of the uniform that Rad is wearing.

[Sirius Black]

"Hey there, gorgeous," he said with a wink, glad to see Viktor, because seeing Viktor is always worth it. "Yeah, I did! I'm so happy, I've never really played much seriously, but Cedric said I was the best chaser to try out, actually, so I'm pretty damn excited! What about you, will I be playing you next month? I hung out with the Gryffindor captain actually, the night before tryouts, he's pretty cool. And just pretty, for that matter," he said with a grin.

[Viktor Krum - Inactive]

"Oliver? I don't think I've met him yet, but I've heard about him. And unfortunately I von't be on the Gryffindor team. Apparently it vould be an unfair advantage. They say it like I'm really good or something," he said jokingly. "Oh vell, I'll still be flying all the time of course. Congratulations on making the team though. Maybe Hufflepuff vill have a chance of vinning the cup this year vith a chaser like you and a seeker like Cedric."

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