The Dorms - omg late

[kawalsky.livejournal.com]

After getting quite drunk at Parker's, Kawalsky and Callisto had decided to paint the town red. Unfortunately, in their current state of mind, that could possibly end up being literal. Time would tell.

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[kawalsky.livejournal.com]

"Red?" Kawalsky asked as they exited Parker's room. "I don't think I've got any red paint."

[psycho-barbie.livejournal.com]

"Where can we get some then?" Callisto stopped and scratched her head. "I know!"

She dug into her pocket and pulled out the key to the Art Room.

[kawalsky.livejournal.com]

"Who what where?"

[psycho-barbie.livejournal.com]

Using the carefully controlled movements of the slightly tipsy, Callisto pointed to the key. "Art Room."

[kawalsky.livejournal.com]

If Kawalsky wasn't as burly and manly as he was, he would have giggled. Instead, he snickered in an almost girly fashion. "You're evil. I like that. I don't normally like evil, 'cause I'm supposed to be a good guy, but in your case." He pointed at Callisto. "Evil all the way!"

[krycek-rat.livejournal.com]

Leaning out of his room as they were loitering in the hall and making noise, Krycek eyed them. He left his door open and wandered down in their direction. "Kawalsky, Callisto? What are you doing up?"

[psycho-barbie.livejournal.com]

"Krych-, Kryca, Krrrrrry!" Callisto waved. "We are going to the Art Room to get red paint to paint the town red."

[kawalsky.livejournal.com]

Kawalsky looked very solemn for a moment. "We are people of no consequence doing nothing of consequence." He grinned. "Wanna come?"

[krycek-rat.livejournal.com]

"Literally?" He arched an eyebrow, having recognized drunk!Callisto even from down the hall. It might be amusing to watch, in any case. Krycek snickered. "Sure. Not as though Williams is going to miss the paint, anyway."

[psycho-barbie.livejournal.com]

"Course he isn't, he got himself shot into space," Callisto stated matter-of-factly. She pointed down the hall. "Thish way!"

[kawalsky.livejournal.com]

"Coach Ash got shot into space? Man, that'd suck. We're gonna need a whole lot of paint if we're gonna paint the whole town. Maybe we can paint someone's door instead. Or a tree! I like trees."

[krycek-rat.livejournal.com]

"Just one? And was there a party I missed?" Krycek asked, closing his door as they passed it. "Sounds like you guys have already been having fun tonight."

[psycho-barbie.livejournal.com]

Callisto put on her most innocent expression. "Nope, we did nothing tonight. Nothing at all."

[kawalsky.livejournal.com]

"Nothin'," Kawalsky agreed. "Nuh-thin'. We were good kids and played a game and then had a drink and now we're gonna fingerpaint."

[krycek-rat.livejournal.com]

"Right," Krycek said, smirking mostly at Callisto's innocent face. "What kind of game was it exactly?"

[psycho-barbie.livejournal.com]

"Secret kind." Callisto held her finger up to her mouth. "Shhh."

[kawalsky.livejournal.com]

"So secret we can't say. Like a secret."

[krycek-rat.livejournal.com]

"Secrets are usually for things that'll get you in trouble," Krycek noted, shaking his head. "Is it a secret from everyone or a secret from the cops?"

[psycho-barbie.livejournal.com]

"Not any trouble. Just shecret," Callisto held up her hand. "Here we are, at the Art Room." She pulled out the key again and started unlocking the door.

[kawalsky.livejournal.com]

Kawalsky was doing what he normally did when he didn't want to get caught. He was looking out for trouble. In this case though, he was doing so in an exaggerated manner. Every once in a while he stopped to do a super-ninja-stealth somersault that served no purpose. "Can we get some green paint too? I like green."

[krycek-rat.livejournal.com]

"Red and green? At least you'll be seasonal." Krycek watched Kawalsky do somersaults and hoped he wouldn't break his neck, drunk as he seemed to be. He didn't need to be going to the clinic any more times this semester, really.

[psycho-barbie.livejournal.com]

"There, open." Callisto pushed the door open and gestured grandly. "The paint is in that cupboard there."

[kawalsky.livejournal.com]

"Paint paint, c'mere lil' paint. This is gonna be great. I think I just rhymed. And I think those somersaults stirred up my stomach a lil' bit, so I'm not gonna do 'em anymore."

[krycek-rat.livejournal.com]

Krycek rolled his eyes. "Good idea, Kawalsky." He followed them to the paint cupboard. "Are you painting trees now, or the town?"

[psycho-barbie.livejournal.com]

Callisto looked around the room, "Y'know, for an Art Room, there isn't enough Art in here."

[kawalsky.livejournal.com]

"You're completely right. Can I paint a donkey?"

[krycek-rat.livejournal.com]

"That sounds like a perfectly logical choice of subject." Krycek decided he was out of there the moment someone painted a green duck, however.

[psycho-barbie.livejournal.com]

"Paint whatever you want!" Callisto pulled out big bottles of red and green paint and several brushes. "Make the room arty!"

She then went to write something on the blackboard.

[kawalsky.livejournal.com]

Kawalsky started to paint a donkey. Halfway through, he realized that the donkey had too many legs. He turned it into an alien. Nothing that anyone would recognize, and thus draw attention to himself or his Colorado compatriots, because only a complete idiot would do that. No, this was your run of the mill tentacled alien.

He added red eyes to make it look cooler and then went on to paint a red tree next to it.

[krycek-rat.livejournal.com]

Bemused, Krycek found a spot to paint and started on painting a cloud. It quickly began looking more like a cup of coffee, which he had to admit sounded pretty good at oh-dark-thirty in the morning. Then he realized he wasn't drunk and had no excuse for paintings gone awry and made it a very large cloud with an angry face in it.

[psycho-barbie.livejournal.com]

Callisto started fingerpainting a large complex design on the wall, of course since she kept leaning on the wall, a fair bit of paint ended up on her as well.

[kawalsky.livejournal.com]

Kawalsky covered his hand in red paint and then slapped it on the wall to make his mark. Then he wiped his hand off on Callisto.

[psycho-barbie.livejournal.com]

Of course the only reasonable response to this was for Callisto to finger paint on Kawalsky's nose.

[krycek-rat.livejournal.com]

Krycek eyed them again and took a wary step away from the crazy drunk people.

[kawalsky.livejournal.com]

Kawalsky snickered and tried to return the favor in the form of war paint on her face.

[psycho-barbie.livejournal.com]

Callisto went to smear a great big patch of green paint down Kawalsky's front.

[krycek-rat.livejournal.com]

Krycek, ignoring the other two for the moment, resolutely began putting the last touches of paint on his cloud. Though "last touches" seemed to include war paint.

[kawalsky.livejournal.com]

Kawalsky looked down at his black shirt. "Hey, green really does show up good on black." He picked up one of the bottles of paint and squirted some in his hand and added to the shirt himself. Then he smeared some in Callisto's hair and looked triumphant.

[psycho-barbie.livejournal.com]

Callisto was about to retaliate when she suddenly yawned. Waving her hand in Kawalsky's vague direction she stumbled behind the desk and fell into the chair.

[krycek-rat.livejournal.com]

"That sort of ends things, doesn't it?" Krycek commented, amused as Callisto's even breathing made her sudden passing into unconsciousness quite obvious.

[kawalsky.livejournal.com]

"I think it does. Night Callisto!" he called, then turned to Krycek. "I'm gonna wandering and start to sober up before dawn." He clapped Krycek on the back with the paint-covered hand. "You sir, are a good sport. Now, if you'll excuse me, I need coffee. And maybe a shower."