A very strange awakening, Floor 2 Common Room

[sogothcally.livejournal.com]

::Cally mumbles softly, sleeping in her floor common room::

::One eye slowly opens, and she notices that she is apparently using emo_padawan as a pillow::

::Suddenly feeling chilly, she looks down to discover that someone has taken off her T-Shirt, and she is now down to jeans and her bra::

::panics, and quietly tries to rush back to her room::

::However, Cally has failed to notice she is actually handcuffed to Anakin, so after a few steps, her arm is jerked back, and she falls with a thump onto her butt::

Owwwwww....

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[demonbelthazor]

*wanders in to common room*

Well, if that isn't a Kodak moment, I don't know what is.

[sogothcally.livejournal.com]

::spots her shirt sitting on the sofa, and scrambles over and grab it, and uses it to cover her chest since getting it on over the handcuffs would prove difficult::

Ummm... hi. ::blushing really horribly, and chewing on lower lip::

[demonbelthazor]

*grins*

Hi. I'm Belthazor. Nice to meet you.

*offers his hand, trying not to leer TOO much*

[sogothcally.livejournal.com]

::tears are already trickling down her face, she seems to be trembling a little, as well::

I... ::sniff:: I'm Cally.

::whispers to Callisto:: Please? Help?

[psycho-barbie.livejournal.com]

*wandering down from the South Attic Callisto sees the pair*

Uh...you okay there?

[sogothcally.livejournal.com]

::now turning bright red, due to having an audience of two, and desperately trying to cover herself with her t-shirt she has just found::

Ummm, doing fine. Yep. Nothing to see here at all... ::chews on lower lip::

[psycho-barbie.livejournal.com]

Are you sure?

*softly so Belthazor doesn't hear*

Because it looks like your kinky sex games got out of hand you're kinda stuck.

[sogothcally.livejournal.com]

::chews lower lip::

Wait... I have the key...

::pulls the shirt away from herself, slightly, and looks down, expecting to find her handcuff key where it normally rests, tucked inside her bra. Of course, it isn't there at the moment::

Or maybe I don't... ::looks very panicky now::

[psycho-barbie.livejournal.com]

*in what passes as soothing tones for Callisto*

Hey, calm down there.

If you've lost the key, I happen to know a little bit about lockpicking.

[sogothcally.livejournal.com]

::tries her best to calm down, but is very very confused and embarassed::

Please, help? Before anyone else sees this... or ::looks over at Belthazor:: he gets a camera or something... I just want to get back to my room... ::tears are starting to well up under her eyes::

[psycho-barbie.livejournal.com]

*glares at Belthazor*

If he gets a camera, I promise it will have an accident before an hour is out.

*sits down between Cally and Anakin, pulls out a set of lock picks*

Give me your hand.

[demonbelthazor]

*sees Cally's tears and sighs*
*looks around*

Let me do it. Faster.

*takes hold of the chain between the cuffs and snaps it in two*

[sogothcally.livejournal.com]

::looks up at Belthazar, trying to smile::

Thank you... ::sniffle:: I... I have to go get ready for class. ::wipes her eyes, struggles to her feet, and bolts out the door, running for her room::

[demonbelthazor]

*mutters under his breath*

Just don't tell anyone I did something nice. I'll never live it down.

[psycho-barbie.livejournal.com]

*grins "sweetly" at Belthazor*

I thought your boyfriend Angelus was looking to promote a kinder, gentler Young Sociopaths League.

[demonbelthazor]

*glares*

Yeah. Right. Why don't you sign up for the bake sale, sweetheart?

[psycho-barbie.livejournal.com]

*leans over*

Because "Flunky" isn't a good look for me.

[demonbelthazor]

*smirks*

But "raging bitch" suits you so well.

[psycho-barbie.livejournal.com]

*"aw shucks" pose*

So I've been told. Usually just after the teller finds out the armour isn't just for show.

[demonbelthazor]

*looks Callisto up and down*

Not very practical, you're practically inviting someone to slide a sword through those gaps there. But I suppose going for the cleavage distraction has some merit.

[psycho-barbie.livejournal.com]

*chuckles*

Some of us are good enough not to have worry about practicallity. Greatest warrior I ever saw...she wore even less.

[demonbelthazor]

Good enough, huh? You'll have to show me your moves some day.

So who is this great warrior?

[psycho-barbie.livejournal.com]

You should be so lucky.

Who indeed?

*reflectively, almost as if she's talking to herself more than him*

Her name is Xena, but she is known by many titles, "Warrior Princess", "Conqueror", "Destroyer of Nations", all deserved. I wasn't even eleven when I saw her, but even then... I could see it, saying she looked like a goddess doesn't do it justice, more like she was death, and war, smoke, fire, steel, blood, all distilled into their very essence, personified into this single primal force. And when she was gone, everybody was dead, all burned away to ash.

[demonbelthazor]

*grins*

Sounds like my kind of girl.

[psycho-barbie.livejournal.com]

*smiles deeply unsettling smile*

You wouldn't last five minutes with her.

I'm not sure I'd even make it to ten, yet. But one day, her blood will stain my blade and the last living thing she sees will be my face.

*waves at Belthazor*

See ya round.

*leaves*

[demonbelthazor]

*watches Callisto leave ((nice ass)) and casually lights up a cigarette*

Heh. She doesn't know me very well.

*heads off to study hall*

[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

*runs into Cally on her way out of the common room and down the hallway*

Whoa . . . hey, are you okay?

[sogothcally.livejournal.com]

::completely and utterly devastated to have her homecoming date see her like this, she just cries even more, runs to her room, and desperately tries to fish out her keys and unlock her door through all the tears::

I... just...

::finally gets the right key in the lock, opens the door, hurries in, shuts the door behind her, and locks it::

::a thump can be heard against the door, and then a slow sliding noise, followed by muffled crying::

[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

*stares at the door for a few moments, completely confused and now a little bit worried*

*knocks lightly*

Cally? Hey . . . Cally? C'mon, it's okay. What's wrong?

[sogothcally.livejournal.com]

::sob::

Just... come back later... ::sob::

I can't... I can't do this right now...

I... I have to get ready for class... ::sob::

[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

*sigh*

Okay. Just . . . give me a call later when you're feeling better, will you? So I know you're okay?

*sighs again and heads off to study hall*

[sogothcally.livejournal.com]

::holds out her left hand, doing her best not to disturb the very-sound sleeping Anakin. She is trembling slightly, and the tears now are dripping from her chin::

Thanks. Thank you so much... I just... I just don't know what happened. ::bites lower lip, and sniffles::

[cameronmitchell.livejournal.com]

((Oh man. *flails* If Cally needs a hug later...))

[sogothcally.livejournal.com]

[ooc: Cally is going to need lots and lots of hugs.]

[cameronmitchell.livejournal.com]

((Poor thing.))

[emo-padawan.livejournal.com]

*wakes up, looks around*

*curses in Huttese*

I was just trying to help...