Room 216

[marieann-d.livejournal.com]

Rogue, supporting a very drunk and half-passed out Cally, somehow makes it into the dorms without incident. The noise coming from the demolition down the hall is deafening, but even it does little to rouse the other girl. Rogue rummages through Cally's pockets, and finally pulls out a key. She sticks it into the lock of room 216--where she is told Cally lives. It doesn't fit.

"What the hell?" she mutters, letting Cally slip to the floor, giggling drunkenly. "Why won't this fricking key work?" Frustrated, she finally throws the keys on the ground, and attempts to pick the lock with--what else? a hairpin and a pocketknife. "At least Pyro's good for something up there." Her denim jacket slips off one shoulder, revealing more of the nightie she wore to the slumber party.

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[river-dancing.livejournal.com]

River, hearing the muttered curses and quiet comments just outside her door, pokes her tousled head out to look. Seeing Cally and a girl she hasn't yet met poking around at Lee Adama's doorknob is, to say the least, a bit of a surprise... particularly at this hour.

"Um... hey. Hi. Why are you trying to get Lee's door open?"

[marieann-d.livejournal.com]

Rogue turns around. "I'm not. I'm trying to get her," she motions to the very drunk, and now completely passed out Cally, "home. She said she lives here, but her key doesn't work, so...I'm putting my lock-picking skills to use."

[river-dancing.livejournal.com]

River smiles at the young woman, suppressing a laugh. "No, no, no," she grins. "Cally's down in 213. She rooms with Joan Girardi." She eyes the pair with no little amusement. "Do you want any help getting her there? She looks kind of ... liquid at the moment."

[marieann-d.livejournal.com]

Rogue is watching Roy intently as he creates a hole in the door (http://www.livejournal.com/community/fandomhighdorms/53989.html?thread=1336549#t1336549). She has her hand completely inside the door, reaching for the lock before she realizes what was said. "Wait, she doesn't?"

[river-dancing.livejournal.com]

"Yeah," River answers absently, smiling, fascinated by the image of Roy creating a hole in the door. "That's Lee Adama's room. And though he might be tempted by the thought of two beautiful, somewhat inebriated young woman in his room, his thoughts would keep me up all night."

She steps out into the corridor and over to Cally's nearly-prone form. "May I?"

[marieann-d.livejournal.com]

"Yes, that'd be helpful." She pulls her hand out of the door and shrugs on her jacket, pulling it more closely around her. "His thought may have kept you up all knight, but Crichton Kara would've killed me!" She grins at the other girl. "But it probably would have been funny."

Rogue looks at Cally, "Er, sugar, the carpet looks the same all over the dorms..."

[sogothcally.livejournal.com]

::her face drops, and her lip quivers a little::

I'm absolutely sure. I'm really grateful for helping me back, but I'm... I'm just gonna go sleep now.

::reaches forward into the hole in the door::

[marieann-d.livejournal.com]

Rogue looks confused. Cally seems so sure it's her room, so she doesn't really try to stop her. "If you're really sure..."

[sogothcally.livejournal.com]

[ooc: had to do a little research to figure out what state emo boy Lee's room would be in]

::opens the lock from inside, and opens the door::

::stares blankly at Kara and Lee in bed together::

::realizes this isn't her room::

::realizes Kara and Lee are asleep together::

I think I won the pool...

[marieann-d.livejournal.com]

Rogue just stares, blinking. She's not even thinking clearly enough to tell Cally to shut the door. "Yeah, you might have."

[sogothcally.livejournal.com]

::stares for a second, but her exhaustion is starting to take a toll. She doesn't bother to shut the door::

...but... ::weakly pouting:: where am I supposed to sleep?

[marieann-d.livejournal.com]

Still staring, Rogue doesn't answer for a minute. She shakes off her surprise and confusion long enough to shut the door, though leaving it unlocked and with a hole in it. "Well, we could see if there's an empty room around here, or if, well, we can find your room."

[sogothcally.livejournal.com]

Where did that other girl say I lived? I... don't know her, but she seemed to know me better than I do right now...

::starting to looks a little scared again::

[marieann-d.livejournal.com]

"She said 213. And you're really drunk, so that's probably why."

[sogothcally.livejournal.com]

::stumbles down the hallway, using the wall for support, looking at the room numbers::

Two-thirteen.

::pats pockets for keys, can't find them::

Oh no...

::getting a little frantic and scared, searching pockets a little more hurriedly::

[marieann-d.livejournal.com]

Rogue turns around, and searches for the keys she'd thrown to the floor in frustration. She finds them, and hurridly unlocks the door, before drunk Cally can get more upset. "Well, your key works here, so this must be your room." She smiles. "You should take an Advil before you go to bed; it'll help with the hangover."

[sogothcally.livejournal.com]

::looks at Rogue longingly, and smiles::

::Grabs hold of her, and hugs her tightly::

::whispers in her ear::

Thank you so much for helping me.

[marieann-d.livejournal.com]

Rogue hugs her back. "You're welcome. We'll have to go on a date hang out when you're sober." She smiles, then stifles a yawn.

[sogothcally.livejournal.com]

::smiles, pulls gently away::

You should get some sleep. ::waves good-bye::

::stumbles inside, leaving the door open. Having no energy to climb up into her bunk, she simply crawls into bed with joan_not_jane::

[ooc: d'oh. Cally temporarily turned into two scary men for a moment. Ignore that.]

[river-dancing.livejournal.com]

"Come on," River says, smiling. "You get that arm, and I'll get this one..."

Together, they manage to get the semi-conscious Cally back to her feet and down the few doors to her actual room. There's a bit of juggling and fumbly positioning as the three of them stand before the proper doorway, and River finds herself in an awkward clinch with Cally's head nestled on her shoulder. Thinking of the night before (http://www.livejournal.com/users/miss_monochrome/2770.html), she flushes and grins, speculatively eyeing both Rogue and Cally before deciding, Naaahh, no reason to jump into between these two. From the heat coming off both their thoughts, I suspect I might merely be getting in the way.

She pauses, considering. Unless they'd be interested in having me there, of course.

[sogothcally.livejournal.com]

[ooc: we weren't be that slashy, were we? Oh wait, we were. -.- And while this thread is currently resolved, Cally is having a bought of insomnia in the second floor common room (http://www.livejournal.com/community/fandomhighdorms/62239.html), if you want some impressionable young girl to play with interaction.]

[river-dancing.livejournal.com]

[ OOC: Yup, you reaaaaaally were. :) I'll drop into the common room and see what's what. *sighs* Aieeee, the craziness of writing Chiana-River hot!girl!sex is getting to me... *grin* ]

[sogothcally.livejournal.com]

::having gone from blissful drunk to somewhat forlorn drunk, and very barely conscious::

::eyes looking more at the floor than anyone else
No... no... this is it... I wrote it down... so I wouldn't forget. And i recognise the carpet.

::looks up at River, baffled::

Who... what... how do you know? I... I don't know you...

::concerned look, chews on her lower lip::

[river-dancing.livejournal.com]

"It's okay, Cally," River assures her. "I'm helping Rogue. We're taking you to bed." Um. Ooops. Cally's intoxication makes
her thoughts substantially more evident, and the images of Cally and Rogue that flow into River's mind are... unusually candid and somewhat erotic.

Oh, my. No, no, no... I'm not taking advantage of either of them. Not unless they invite me to.

[alchemy-4-arson.livejournal.com]

Roy notices River and is startled for a moment, not having realized she was there. "Oh. Excuse me," he said. "Didn't see you there. I'm Roy Mustang."

[river-dancing.livejournal.com]

River blinks, gazing back at him with a puzzled smile. Where on earth did he come from? "The experience is shared, then. I'm River."

[alchemy-4-arson.livejournal.com]

"Er...well, nice to meet you." He looks at Rogue, nodding his head a little. "Both of you. I'm exhausted, though, so it's goodnight."

He nods walks off toward the stairwell to the first floor, completely forgetting about the hole in the door and the transmutation circle still drawn on it.

[alchemy-4-arson.livejournal.com]

Roy is also passing by on his way from 2ls_in_oneill's room (where all the destructive banging is coming from), and notices Rogue's situation.

"Excuse me. I can help, if you want. Is the door solid wood?"

[marieann-d.livejournal.com]

"Er, um, I think so. That'd be great. This lock-picking thing is harder than it looks."

[alchemy-4-arson.livejournal.com]

"I'm terrible at lock-picking myself. However," Roy reached into his pants pocket and pulled out a box of chalk, removing a piece, "I can do one better."

He carefully drew a transmutation array (a complex circle inscribed with various geometric designs) on the door not far from the handle, then touched it and concentrated. A hole about palm-sized opened up in the surface of the door, easily wide enough to slide a hand through.

"There you go."