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Stumbling Around the Dorms

::Because someone was foolish enough to give her something highly alcoholic, Cally can now be seen stumbling through the hallways, stopping at each door, checking the numbers to see if it is her room::

::given she's travelling from the attic to floor two, it might take her awhile::

::And because she currently lacks any resemblance of shame, she also can be seen bouncing to and fro, and shaking on the spot occassionally::

::She is, in fact, doing her drunken impression of Rover::

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*pops head out of his fourth-floor room*

*snickers*

I think you still need to go a few floors down.

::hops::

::shakes::

::giggles::

Wha... what floor am I on?

This is the fourth floor. The stairs are that way *points*

Do you need someone to take you to your room, or are you happy doing your, um, Rover impression for another few floors?

::giggles more, and then plants a finger right in Anakin's chest, where she pokes with every other word::

Why? You offering to help me down, or something? ::smiles, laughs::

*looks distinctly uncomfortable about the poking*

Um. Yeah. Just wanted to make sure you don't fall down the stairs or end up meeting with the tentacle monster or anything.

*tries to steady Cally by holding onto her arm*

*points towards the stairs*

So, should we try this way then? And what floor do you live on, anyway?

Two...

Two Sixtee-No! That's Lee's room. I'm not doing that again. I don't want to see him sleeping with Kara ever again... though I don't think that's going to happen now that Cameron stole her away from him. ::giggles::

Cameron and I are pinky-swear buddies, you know.

Are you now? What's a pinky-swear?

Okay, second floor. We'll start there. Come on, down the stairs.

::follows Anakin, giggling the whole time::

You've never pinky-sworn? Awww... that's too bad. You hold out your pinky...

::raises her pinky, and shows it to Anakin, smiling::

and then so does the other person... and you link 'em up and shake real good. That's a pinky swear! ::giggles some more::

Uh-huh. And this is a legally binding kind of thing on your world, then?

*enters the second floor common room*

Okay. Here's your floor. Do you remember where you live now? I'd hate to leave you out in the common room to face the gremlins.

::giggles::

I'm in room... room...

::stops giggling for a moment, and looks very confused::

I don't remember. Do you know where I live?

I really wish I did.

*looks around for help*

Hello? Anyone know where Cally belongs?

*leads Cally to sofa, helps her sit down*

I'm going to get you a glass of water, okay? Don't fall asleep out here.

::giggles::

Absolutely. No falling asleep.

::fidgets, and reaches inside her pockets, to pull out her handcuffs::

::she grins then just stares at them, biting her lower lip::

*comes back with a glass of water*

*stares at what Cally's holding*

Um, what are you planning on doing with those?

*looks around slightly panicked for other people. Please, please other people*

::looks up at Anakin, and gives her best "But what do you mean?" innocent face::

Nothin...

::smiles, and giggles::

*inches closer with glass of water*

*Jedi powers tell him her emotions are "giggly" and "drunk"*

*pauses for a moment to wonder if Jedi powers are really worth all the publicity*

Here's your glass of water, Cally. I'll sit here with you until you can remember where you live, okay?

*sits down next to her on the sofa*

Okay!

::sets her handcuffs down, and takes the glass of water::

You're in Cyborg Theory, right? That's where I recognize you from... Class. That movie was something yesterday, wasn't it?

::pauses, and giggles::

You're gonna vote for me, right?

::looks at him, smiling, and drinks some of the water::

Yeah, that movie was totally strange. I like my reality being, you know, real.

But Trinity was totally hot.

What are you running for again? I can't keep track of all the elections going on around here.

Yeah, she was... ::stares at her handcuffs for a second, glances over at Anakin, and back at the handcuffs. She takes another drink of water::

Oh, I'm running for Homecoming Queen. I guess you didn't realize cause we've not printed the cookies or baked the posters yet. And I don't have a good slogan or anything... unless you think "Because I'm Cute" would be good enough to make everyone vote for me, do you?

Homecoming Queen, huh?

Can't say I really understand this whole Homecoming thing. It's not like we're coming home, or going home, are we? And why would we need a date to come home?

*shakes head* This could be coming from spending most of my life in a celibate temple, though. They weren't big on having dances. *has mental image of Master Yoda dancing, is scarred*

*smiles* "Because I'm Cute" seems like a fine slogan to me.

::smiles::

See! We don't need anything fancier... though I think "Because I Do A Great Rover Impression" might do good too. ::giggles, and looks back at her handcuffs, and over to Anakin's wrist, and back to her handcuffs::

But I can't say I understand the homecoming thing much better, either... I just know there's a dance. And they're electing royalty. And I'm gonna be queen, unless I lose to Johnina. Which would make me cry.

::goes to drink the rest of her water, but instead manages to splash it down her front::

Oooops! ::giggles:: Now I'm all wet...

Is there a talent competition to the election? Because the Rover impression is pretty, you know, impressive.

*ignores Cally's obsession with the handcuffs*

Johnina? Would he have to be in that outfit the entire night? *laughs* That might be worth going to the dance for all on its own.

*also tries to ignore the little voice in his head going wet girl parts!*

*thinks about ~~Padme~~ dancing Yoda to distract him*

::squirms a little::

I don't like being all wet...

::looks over at Anakin::

What, you weren't going to be going? Are you afraid to ask someone to the dance? I could set you up... my roomie doesn't have a date yet. I think you'd look really...

::squirms some more::

Ugh, just... no...

::takes off her black t-shirt, and sets it down next to her. She is now sitting in her black jeans and black bra, giggling::

Much better!

Um. Uh. *squirms* You sure you haven't remembered where you live yet?

I have someone in mind, I just haven't quite worked up the nerve to ask her. Attack a tentacle monster? Sure. Ask a ~~girl I've been in love with since I was nine~~ teacher to a dance? Totally different.

*glances over at Cally* Hopefully you won't be remembering this in the morning.

*moves wet t-shirt onto table to dry, accidentally moving handcuffs way closer to Callyl*

::Cally, in her state of inebriation, can no longer resist the temptation::

::she quickly scoops up the handcuffs, and with rather amazing precision under her circumstances, slaps one cuff on her left wrist, and the other to Anakin's right::

Heee! ::giggles:: Nope. Still don't remember.

Sithspit.

*concentrates on the mechanism inside the handcuffs, realizes he can pop it at any time*

*decides to sit back and see what else Cally might do first*

So. Now we're stuck together. Was this part of some sort of cunning plan of yours you'd like to tell me about?

Yes. Cunnunning plan of mine. You seem to know more about it than I do. ::giggles::

What was I supposed to do now, exactly?

::smiles at Anakin, innocently::

I don't seem to remember that, either...

You wouldn't happen to have the keys to these things with you now, would you?

*pulls a little at the cuffs*

Because if a gremlin comes along right now, we'd be in a bit of trouble.

I dunno... I think I have 'em... somewhere...

::looks at Anakin, looks down at her bra, looks back at Anakin::

Somewhere.

::of course, while Anakin wouldn't be looking there, there does appear to be part of a little metal key tucked into her bra, which he would see, if he were, in fact, looking at her bosom. Which, I am sure, he is not::

*sees the key*

*mutters a highly inventive stream of profanity in five different languages*

*remembers he's a Jedi and mentally kicks himself*

*closes his eyes*

*key lifts free of bra, floats towards his other hand*

Problem solved. *smiles proudly at his ~~mad problem-solving skillz~~ advanced negotiation techniques*

::blinks a few times::

::stares, open mouthed::

How did... How did you do that?

[OOC: Bouncing to a new thread...]

(([heeeeee]))

[[Drunk!Cally!Rover!!!!! *squees*]]

((Hee! Rover impersonation!))

[[ooc: Hee! Yay for drunk!Rover impressions. *is way too amused*]]

How'd you do that

Part of my training, I guess. I've always been able to do it. It comes as easy to me as, um, your imitation of Rover.

*shrugs*

Not that big a deal, really.

That's... that's a lot more useful than my Rover impressessession.

What else can you do with that? Can you, like, repair toasters? Or... bend iron bars or maybe even find my room? It should be around here somewhere... I live in Two-Thirteen...

::pauses, then smiles::

I remembered!

You remembered! That's great!

I don't know, that Rover impression might be able to save your life some day.

Yeah, I can fix toasters--I'm pretty good with machinary. Why? Do you have a toaster problem?

::chews on her lower lip::

They tend to die on me. In big flamey explosions. Boom. Big boom. They just... boom. ::shakes her head::

I'll just have to come to you the next time it happens, then. No more dead toasters. I'll have undead toasters. Ooooh, undead toasters, bringing forth tasty breakfast from beyond the graaaaaaave. Spooooky.

::giggles, and promptly passes out, slumping against Anakin's shoulder::

[ooc: It's sleep time for me... You have a passed out Cally. What ever shall Anakin do with her?]

*sighs, settles in for a long night on the sofa*

[ooc: Cally has now woken up over here (http://www.livejournal.com/community/fandomhighdorms/87346.html) ::grin::]

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