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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[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.