Second floor common room, midday Sunday

[sooo_cute]

Quinn is not going to stay on a floor that been blowed up and looks like it's been blowed up. Therefore, we're repainting.

The Muppet chickens have set to work on cleaning the walls because I like godmodding chickens, and Quinn's wearing her cutest old clothes. There are several gallons of primer set out, and since the furniture's ruined, why bother with a dropcloth? There are several paintbrushes and rollers that were found, and everything's set up. The paint will have to wait until the primer's up. Because, explodey.

Clean up your common room, people.

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[bugofjustice.livejournal.com]

The Tick came in, carrying the gallons upon gallons of paint Quinn had bought.

"Where do you want me to put these for now?"

[sooo_cute]

"Anywhere's good. Thanks pack mule Professor Blue Guy," Quinn says happily.

[swerval_zero]

Zero comes back from somewhere, possibly the library, with a mop and a bucket. "Squall. This is a disaster."

[sooo_cute]

"I know! Imagine the health code violations!"

[oatmanspatient.livejournal.com]

Marty comes in hauling in the 40" flat screen TV from his room. "Consider this my donation to the cause. Just make sure this is bolted to the wall so those *other* floors don't get any wise ideas and try to steal it.

[swerval_zero]

"You're a good man, Blank. I was goin' to donate mine, but it's far less swerval." Zero admires the TV for a moment before returning to the hard work of trying to salvage the floor (or what's left of it).

[sooo_cute]

"Oh, they are not getting it," Quinn says. "Thanks, Marty! Got something to put over it so it doesn't lose the newness?"

[psycho-barbie.livejournal.com]

Callisto happened to pass by the common room, she saw the state it was in and started snickering.

[sooo_cute]

Quinn glares. Some people just don't get it.

But Callisto's popular so Quinn won't say that out loud.

[oatmanspatient.livejournal.com]

Marty eyed Callisto suspiciously. If there was anyone who could and possibly would try to burninate burn down the common room it would be her.

[walter-n-wires.livejournal.com]

Walter wanders by, looks in, sees the work in progress and disappears, returning a few minutes later wearing clothes with some strangely fresh red, white, and blue paint stains.

"Did you need some help and what happened here?"

[sooo_cute]

"No idea, but I'm making it better," Quinn says. "Thanks! Brushes are there."

Because after all, the more people that help, the less work she has to do.

[cameronmitchell.livejournal.com]

Cameron is not going to work in squeaky leather pants. Besides, there's a messed up common room and he can't live with the thought that the other floors might get cocky over this. "Yo, need a hand?" He asks as he finds other people there already.

[sooo_cute]

"Brushes, there," she says, and points. "Don't touch the red stuff. The white stuff goes on first."

[psycho-barbie.livejournal.com]

"Yo, Cam," Callisto blinked, having no idea what had happened outside her room yesterday. "What's with the leather?"

[swerval_zero]

"Are you really planning to paint in leather pants? And why're you wearin' those anyway?"

[kitty--fetish.livejournal.com]

Alphonse had walked down to see what had happened of the common room. He nervously poked his head in; seemed like everyone had already started to clean the mess. He felt guilty that they were doing it instead of he and his brother.

"Do you guys need help cleaning this up...?"

[swerval_zero]

"We can always use help, kid. Look at this place, it's thrashed. Grab a brush."

[sooo_cute]

"Yes, oh my God," Quinn says, and points to the brushes. "Primer first, then we paint. We're making it pretty."

[can_be_more]

Aeryn's passing through the common room, and stops to watch the ton of people working for a minute. She finally asks anyone but the cartoony girl she almost killed at the theater last week, "What happened?"

[cameronmitchell.livejournal.com]

"They blew up the common room! I could have gotten killed," Cameron replies automatically, then remembers that this is Aeryn and yesterday really didn't go well and maybe he should hide behind... a piece of charred couch.

[chasingangela]

Angela is on her way back from the spa, cursing the stylist for about the five hundredth time. Black hair is way too goth for her.

She peeps her head in at the activity in the second-floor common room. "What happened here?" she asks, not sure she wants to know.

[sooo_cute]

Quinn frowns at her, staring at the hair.

[alchemic-bean.livejournal.com]

Edward, making a break for it escaping Sakura's wrath, sticks his head into the common room again, smelling paint fumes.

[sooo_cute]

"Paint," Quinn says, and points to the brushes.

[kitty--fetish.livejournal.com]

"Hopefully," Alphonse commented. "But you're right. At least we offered to help."

He turned to face the wall that had been completely blown off of its paint. "Urgh, I didn't even think a transmutation could rebound like this..."

[alchemic-bean.livejournal.com]

"Neither did I. I think it was the energy backwash from the transmutation that did most of the damage, because very few things actually burned." Edward stuck his brush in the can and started recklessly painting.

[cameronmitchell.livejournal.com]

Cameron returns a little while after getting a change of clothes and sets to work.