Second Floor Corridor (then Common Room) - Friday morning

[kawalsky.livejournal.com]

Kawalsky was up early. He was usually up early on Fridays. He closed the door to 239/240 behind him quietly and headed out into the second floor hall to see who was around.

[edit: K is now in the second floor common room cooking bacon if anyone wants breakfast.]

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[cameronmitchell.livejournal.com]

Cameron pushes his muzzle through the doorcrack and squirmed through. he was still kinda insulted by the whole mouth washing treatment Vala had given him last night.

Noticing Kawalsky, he wagged his tail happily and barked 'yo' at his superhero.

[kawalsky.livejournal.com]

Kawalsky looked at the door number, then remembered what he'd heard from the radio and others. "Yo Cam." He should have been more weirded out by his pal being a wolf cub, but he wasn't. "What's up?"

[courier-gavin.livejournal.com]

Jake exited Krycek's room, running his fingers through his hair and yawning sleepily. Coffee was in his future and then prepping for Callisto interview. He blinked in confusion at the wolf and the boy in the hall.

[cameronmitchell.livejournal.com]

Finishing his bouncy explanation, Cameron barked a 'yo' at the boy he hadn't met before.

[courier-gavin.livejournal.com]

Jake waved a vague hello back.

[kawalsky.livejournal.com]

Kawalsky looked over at the new arrival and gave him a nod. "Hey, how ya doin?"

[courier-gavin.livejournal.com]

"Sleepy. Need coffee." Jake nodded back. "Hey."

[cameronmitchell.livejournal.com]

Cameron whined and tilted his head. He gave Kawalsky a 'what does it look like?' look. And really, at the end of the day it was all that there was to say as any other stuff couldn't be explained anyway. Although, he did kinda want to tell him about the gremlin attack last night. He'd killed after all, with his mouth of all things (man, did that taste bad).

Giving it a go, Cameron pretended that he was walking inside his room. He jumpbed around and imitated a gremlin, which basically meant that he bounced a lot and snickered evilly. Then he jumped back to where he had left himself and started to growl at where he had just been playing a gremlin. He pounced his imaginary self, snarling at it. Then followed it underneath the pretend bed. Quickly jumping back, he took on the role of snickering gremlin and started tugging at his own imaginary tail. He moved back in Cam position and swirled around trying to bite the gremlin and pretended to have two gremlins attack him.

He suddenly stopped dead and looked at Kawalsky. He had no clue how he could imitate Vala in cub form.

[kawalsky.livejournal.com]

"If there's ever a Fandom High Charades Tournament, I'm claimin' you as my partner. You're good."

[cameronmitchell.livejournal.com]

Cameron preens at the compliment, wagging his tail proudly.

In the Common Room

[kawalsky.livejournal.com]

Kawalsky turned on the hot plate and let it warm up. He washed his hands, unpacked the other stuff and started preparing it to cook. He had enough bacon to feed an army, or at least a dorm floor full of hungry teenagers. He hummed to himself and tossed Cam a raw rasher of bacon. "You can have the cooked stuff when it's done."

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[courier-gavin.livejournal.com]

Jake trailed after them, curious. "Bacon?"

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[psycho-barbie.livejournal.com]

Lured onto the second floor by something a bit more enticing than one of Crichton's evil toaster's ryhmes, Callisto wandered into the common room. "Morning Kawalsky, Jake."

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[kawalsky.livejournal.com]

"Hey Callisto." Kawalsky smothered a smirk. He hadn't spoken to Callisto since hockey practice, during which there wasn't so much practice, but more watching Angel and Callisto to see if they were going to brawl or make out. Neither happened, but it was still fun to watch. "Want some bacon and toast?"

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[cameronmitchell.livejournal.com]

He was eating raw bacon. Oh man, but it was good. Cameron gobbled it down. Swallowing, he caught a new scent and looked up.

/Yo!/ He barked at Callisto.

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[kawalsky.livejournal.com]

Kawalsky looked over his shoulder and nodded. "Bacon and soon-to-be toast. No eggs though. Want some?"

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[courier-gavin.livejournal.com]

"Will the toast be buttery?" Jake asked, then blinked and wondered why he'd said that. He nodded to Callisto. "Hey, ready for the interview?"

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[cameronmitchell.livejournal.com]

Getting a bit impatient about waiting so long, Cameron sneaks up beside Kawalsky (hey look, those cushions on his paws have a fuction) and tries to steal a strip of raw bacon.

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[kawalsky.livejournal.com]

"Hey!" Kawalsky swatted Cam lightly on the nose. "Wait for the good stuff, man." He picked up a piece of bacon left cooling on a plate and offered it to Cam.

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[cameronmitchell.livejournal.com]

Cameron wagged his tail happily and almost breathed up the piece of bacon. It was kinda hot, but that didn't matter.He wondered if there was milk. Licking his lips, he looked from Kawalsky to the fridge.

[carter-i-am.livejournal.com]

Drawn by the smells of cooking food, Sam wandered into the common room. She was yawning and there was a streak of green on her right cheek from where she fell asleep on a dry erase marker.

"Morning..."

[kawalsky.livejournal.com]

He looked up from feeding Cam bacon. "Hey Sam." He looked at her for a long few moments, wondering whether to tell her about the mark on her cheek. He decided on 'no'. "We've got bacon and toast cooking if you want some."

[carter-i-am.livejournal.com]

Sam yawned again and followed it up with a big stretch. "Yeah, that sounds great, thanks. What're you doing up so late early, anyway?"

She crouched down near Cam and began scratching his ears. He seemed to like that.

[kawalsky.livejournal.com]

"I'm always up early on Fridays when I don't have a hangover. Ethics class at 8."

[cameronmitchell.livejournal.com]

Cameron did like it, only he was busy drinking milk. Which ended with his nose making contact with the milk and him snorting it up. He snorted, spluttered and sneezed as he shook his muzzle.