*entering the dorms*

[notcalledlizzie.livejournal.com]

[ooc: continued from Mitchell's Egypt Anthropology class]

*Elizabeth, along with Joan and Beka are half-carrying, half-dragging an unconcious (drooling and snoring Cameron Mitchell) into the building*

He's heavier than he looks


ETA: We're heading towards the basement, to see Drusilla

[ooc: Feel free to help with the transport. Or just take pictures. Or smack him on the ass]

Comments

[cameronmitchell.livejournal.com]

Hey, muscles are heavier than fat, yo.

[joan-not-jane.livejournal.com]

But fat counts for a hell of a lot sometimes too. And I feel a lot of that.

[carter-i-am.livejournal.com]

And his...ego...is even bigger...

[cameronmitchell.livejournal.com]

My ego needs stroking and my ass need slapping.

[joan-not-jane.livejournal.com]

And you're not getting either ego-stroking or ass-slapping from me.

[cameronmitchell.livejournal.com]

*pouts*

*pouts and is heavy*

[joan-not-jane.livejournal.com]

glares and flips you off

*ponders how someone could convince your girlfriend to make you go on a diet*

[cameronmitchell.livejournal.com]

*babbles to self and is lonely*

*controls his own diet damnit*

[joan-not-jane.livejournal.com]

*is thankfully he's finally shut up*

*smirks*

[cameronmitchell.livejournal.com]

*misses Archie*

*is too busy being happy about Weir groping him*

[joan-not-jane.livejournal.com]

*thinks it's adorable he misses his boyfriend*

[notcalledlizzie.livejournal.com]

*pats head* There, there

*isn't doing a very good job omg!*

[notcalledlizzie.livejournal.com]

Now, Beka, would really kill me if I stroked your ego

*smacks ass again though for the hell of it*

[cameronmitchell.livejournal.com]

You're good to me.

[notcalledlizzie.livejournal.com]

You better believe it, darlin' ;)

[cameronmitchell.livejournal.com]

Oh, I do. No one's gropes me quite like you do.

[notcalledlizzie.livejournal.com]

Well, maybe if you weren't a member of the Male Celine Dion Fans Brotherhood, you would

[cameronmitchell.livejournal.com]

Chicken and egg, baby.

[notcalledlizzie.livejournal.com]

Yeah, I noticed that too

How's it going with John?

[carter-i-am.livejournal.com]

I think we're almost done now. Vala's adding some finishing touches. *smirks*

How about you?

[notcalledlizzie.livejournal.com]

He's bloody heavy, and we're not too sure where we're supposed to be taking him! know anyone from Team 1 who could come and tell us!?

[carter-i-am.livejournal.com]

*blinks*

I thought he was headed to see Drusilla!

[notcalledlizzie.livejournal.com]

That's what I thought, but I wasn't 100% sure.

And I had no desire to go down into the basement without certainty!!

[carter-i-am.livejournal.com]

Basement. Drusilla. (http://www.livejournal.com/community/fandomhighdorms/56374.html?thread=1389878#t1389878) And boy am I glad I'm not you! That woman is scary.

[notcalledlizzie.livejournal.com]

Gotcha!

*tries to shift the general direction of the group down*

Sure you don't wanna come? *looks hopeful with wide, pleading eyes* I'll make-out with you later at the party if you do