Fourth Floor Common Room

[http://users.livejournal.com/_gottahavefaith/]

Faith seems to have found a shrubbery attempting to pass as a Christmas Tree. She's currently decorating it, and the decorations may or may not be little weapons made out of construction paper and foil.

She's got extra paper. And maybe some tape, and glitter, and stuff. Feel free to help!

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[demonbelthazor]

Attempting to brush off the glitter that had somehow ended up on his jacket after his visit to the ornament-making gathering at the bookstore last night, Belthazor emerged from his room and walked into the fourth floor common room. Seeing Faith and her accessories, he stopped. "What is it with glitter at this time of year?"

[http://users.livejournal.com/_gottahavefaith/]

She stuck her tounge out at him. "It's basically the highlight of like, the glitter season. Cause'a Christmas." Faith hangs a miniature stake on the tree. "Nothing says 'hey there, baby god' like glitter and trees."

[demonbelthazor]

"Where I come from, things aren't so festive," Bel said. He picked up glittery golden angel. "Heh. This supposed to go on, too?"

[http://users.livejournal.com/_gottahavefaith/]

Faith wrinkled her nose. "Technically, yeah. It goes on the top. But it's kinda... maybe if I gave it a gun? Would that work?"

Pausing in thought, she turned to him. "Oh, wait- do you even, like celebrate this at home? Or is the whole cheery holiday thing a no?"

[demonbelthazor]

"No, this is going to be a first," Bel admitted. "The religious meanings are right out, of course, and the Underworld just isn't a place you're going to find cheery decorations and presents. Unless it's like your enemy's severed head or something. Blood of an innocent. Stuff like that." He shrugged.

[wraithbaitjohn.livejournal.com]

After leaving the Perk, Shep grabs his laptop and heads down to the common room to work on some Linguistics work and check a few things on-line.

Seeing Faith attempt to decorate the very pathetic little tree makes him chuckle and he decides the homework can wait. He watches Faith cut out a few paper knives and such and then decides to start making classic little bombs - black circles with white fuses made of yarn, the ends of which are dipped in glue and then red glitter.

"Now if we're really good, we can make garland that looks like a string of claymores," he tells her.

[http://users.livejournal.com/_gottahavefaith/]

Faith snickers. "Dude, that'd be awesome." She eyes his bombs and not in a pervy way. "Those look kinda cute. I like em. They add a festive touch to the little thing."

[wraithbaitjohn.livejournal.com]

"Thanks. Poor thing needs all the help it can get.

Oh, hey! Have any pipe cleaners? We can make razor wire garland. You could use some of that foil to make a Chinese throwing star for the top."

Shep really starts getting into the whole lethal tree concept and realizes that it would be very easy to overwhelm the poor little thing, but that doesn't stop him from sitting there and making more decorations than it's likely to be able to handle.

[http://users.livejournal.com/_gottahavefaith/]

Faith gets a gigantic grin on her face, and immediately starts in on the barbed wire garland.

"Dude, this is basically the best idea ever," she says as she puts aside the garland and starts making a wee shank. "I wish we'd thought of this last year. That woulda rocked."

[wraithbaitjohn.livejournal.com]

Shep grins at Faith. "Well, thank you very much." Faith strikes him as someone hard to impress, so he's feeling pretty good now.

"I wasn't here last year. And where I was... well, we didn't do much with the holidays. Which is fine with me. I'm not usually big on the whole 4 months of Christmas thing. This, however, is fun. Mocking stuff you don't like is always fun."

[http://users.livejournal.com/_wespryce/]

Wesley shows up, a bit sheepishly. "Er... would you like some candy? I thought it would be a bit more holiday-ish."

Wonka's special candy (http://www.livejournal.com/community/fandomhigh_ooc/197630.html).

He starts hanging candy canes on the tree.

[wraithbaitjohn.livejournal.com]

As Wes puts up a candy cane, Shep reaches over and grabs it off. "Thanks."
He breaks off a piece and shoves it in his mouth and goes back to work on the mini TNT ornament.

"What'cha re-en?" He clears his throat. "Wha' 'a' ya' re'en?"

He makes a face and works his jaw back and forth. "Wha da 'el is wi' dis can'y? I can't fee' my mou'!"

He can tell that he sounds funny, but he can't quite seem to figure out how to make it any better.

[http://users.livejournal.com/_wespryce/]

Wesley stands bolt upright. "For God's sake, don't turn into a goldfish!"

[wraithbaitjohn.livejournal.com]

Shep drops the scissors and paper and stares at his hands, "Tur' in'o a wha'? An' e'zac'ly how woul' I stop tha' if it star'ed to hap'en?"

Shep puts his hand up to his lip and pokes. His fingers register the sensation but his mouth doesn't. He explores outwards. Outside of the cheeks work, inside don't. Lips don't, tongue doesn't, chin does, nose does.

"Wha da fu' is hap'ening to me NOW? An' why is it always me dat it seems to hap'en to?"

[http://users.livejournal.com/_wespryce/]

"Why, indeed. Do you want to come on down to the clinic again?"

[http://users.livejournal.com/_wespryce/]

[[Must go eat supper. Feel free to Godmod me down to the clinic with you, or to tell me to never darken your door again.]]

[http://users.livejournal.com/_gottahavefaith/]

"Ooh, candy!" Faith says excitedly, hopping up before she realizes who is speaking. She stares at Wesley for a moment, mutters "Fucking weird," under her breath, and takes out some wax lips.

"Dude, these are awesome." She looks at him again. "My name's Faith. I know you?"

[http://users.livejournal.com/_wespryce/]

"I've heard of you, but I don't think we've met." He holds out a hand. "Wesley Wyndam-Pryce."

[wraithbaitjohn.livejournal.com]

Oh, so'y. My roo'ate Wes, Wes dis is Fai'. Fai', dis is my roo'ate Wes. Who I tink jus' poison' me.

I won'er if dis is wha' it feels li'e when peo'le eat dat puffer fish stuff.

[http://users.livejournal.com/_gottahavefaith/]

She looks at him, and pops the wax lips in her mouth. Talking around them, she glares at the room in general. "I hate this school. Too confusing, in general," she mutters, but it's muffled by the candy.

She shakes her head at John. "Dude, that can't be good."

[lovelylana.livejournal.com]

Lana wanders in after her conversation with Han, looking for her victim Shep.

She looks at the tree and hears Shep and just stops and looks at him. "Okay, *this* is not exactly what I would have expected? What did you do now?"

[wraithbaitjohn.livejournal.com]

"Ewe ma'e it thound li'e I'm develo'ing a repu'ation for ge'ing 'urt or thomething. Bethides, if I 'old ewe, then it wouldn' hap'en to ewe and then I couldn' laugh at ewe."

He sticks his tongue out at her. He hopes. Either that or he's just got it hanging out of the corner of his mouth like a dog. Deciding that that's really not the look he wants, he reaches up to be sure and shove it back in if he needs to.

"Hey! May'e if I drin' some wa'er I'll rinth out wha'ever'th doing thith."

[lovelylana.livejournal.com]

"Gee, wonder why I might think *that*!"

Lana can't help laughing at his attempt to stick out his tongue at her. "Well, now you've let me know it was something you ate or drank, so... Better avoid all of that myself."

She smiles at the other people in the room. "Hey guys."

[wraithbaitjohn.livejournal.com]

Mumbling "Damn" when he realizes he's effectively ruined any chances of tricking Lana into his current predicament, he gets up and grabs a bottle of water.

Unfortunately he has no way of gaguing how much water is in his mouth and it dribbles out the corners and down onto his shirt.

"Uh-oh. I thin' I've develo'ed a drinkin' pro'lem too."

[demonbelthazor]

Bel nodded at Lana. "Hey," he said, trying to get the glitter off his fingers without getting any more on his leather jacket.