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Krycek stomps into the dorms and up to the second floor, heading for his room, smelling of used gym towels. Slamming open his door, he proceeds to strip and redress, cursing the entire time.

Of course, he forgot about closing the door.

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OOC: And these are the times I wish I was rpg'ing a girl. Though I'm sure under his pureblood exterior Draco is flaming.

OOC: Best way to describe Krycek would be "sexual opportunist."

Though given his day, it might not be the first thing that comes to mind. *grins*

*wanders past room en route to room #239*

Hey. Nice ass.

*grins*

*heads back to her room* *sees a half-naked Krycek out of her peripheral vision and does a double-take* *doesn't even bother trying to not stare*

Judging from the language, can I assume you were on the same trip with Professor Jerusalem as Phoebe?

Looking over his shoulder in confusion, Krycek wonders why the hell--? Oh. Door's open. Crap.

After a moment, he calls out, "Thanks!"

Hey, a compliment's a compliment.

Now with at least some pants on, he glances at Chloe, breaking off the stream of invective to scowl slightly. "That would be the one."

Krycek reaches into his closet, grabbing a t-shirt, and takes another look at the girl at his door. "Chloe, right? Do you know if Phoebe's okay?"

Chloe smiles. "Yeah, that's me. And Phoebe's all right. A little sore and in need a of a drink...and it'll probably be a while before she's washing any dishes. But she sounded all right when I talked to her last. Did you get stuffed somewhere too?"

"Gym locker. And I was going to console myself with the fact that at least it didn't drop me there naked, but apparently I'm very good at embarrassing myself all on my own." He smirks wryly and pulls the t-shirt on over his head, muffled for a moment.

"I'm Alex Krycek, by the way." Tugging the t-shirt down all the way, he suddenly gives her a disarming grin. "I'm generally not naked so publically."

Chloe does her best not to be disarmed, but she's not very successful. "Well that's a terrible shame. It was a very nice sight," she says, smiling. "It's good to meet you, Alex. I'm glad you guys all made it back in one piece."

"Thanks." The grin sliding dangerously into sly mischief territory, he cocks his head. "For future reference, nudity is generally by request or appointment only."

Krycek suddenly yawns, catching it belatedly with his hand covering his mouth. "Damn," he mutters, giving Chloe an apologetic look. "Must be more tired than I thought. Are you going to be in class tomorrow?"

"I'll keep that in mind. Or just hope that you forget to close your door again," Chloe says, unable to resist a little teasing.

She smiles at his apologetic look. "I'm not surprised that you're tired after being dumped into a gym locker. Yeah, I'll be in class tomorrow. Will I see you there?"

"You're welcome!"

Krycek nods, smiling in return. "Definitely. Nice meeting you, Chloe."

((ooc: sorry to cut short, have to commute home now!))

"Nice meeting you too."

((OOC: It's all good! Getting home is very important. *g*))

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