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The Far Stairwell Between the First and Second Floors, Early Saturday Evening

Luckily for Archie, he's slept through most of today, and has really had no occasion to talk to anyone. So he has no idea that people are spontaneously and unnervingly breaking into song.

He's ensconced himself halfway up the first floor stairwell furthest from the lobby, hoping to find some peace and quiet while he does his reading for Western Civ . . .

[OOC: Primarily for

sogothcally, who has a score to settle with the boy, but come by and sing at him. Or interact. Or see if you can get him to sing.]

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Cally wanders up the stairwell, having finished her time down in the gym after Walter had left, she's a little sweaty, and when she sees Archie, her eyes narrow slightly... and she unfortunately is unable to stop herself from bursting into song.

"What do you do with a dumbass sailor,
What do you do with a dumbass sailor,
What do you do with a dumbass sailor,
Early in the evening?!"

"Oh, hello, Cally -- what the hell?" Archie stares at her in confusion. "That's a hell of a way to greet someone."

Cally bites her lip.

"Okay, sorry. I totally did not mean to just burst out like that. I mean, you deserve at least a bit of an explanation before I chew you out for makin' fun of my boy." And then, the urge to sing overcomes her again.

" Dude Looks Like A Lady
Dude Looks Like A La-"

She clasps a hand over her mouth and tries to look as apologetic as she can with her eyes.

"Oh, for God's sake." Archie rolls his eyes and shuts his notebook with a snap. "Is that what this is about, again?"

He's not quite annoyed enough to sing.

Yet.

Cally lets her hand off her mouth, and instantly regrets it.

"With karate I'll kick your ass
Here to Tiennamen Square.
Oh yeah, muthafrakker,
I'm gonna kick your frakkin' derriere, Yeah-e-yeah.
You broke the rules,
Now I'll pull out all your pubic hair,
You muthafrakker.
You muthafrakker."

She clasps her hands again.

Archie jumps to his feet, not sure whether to be impressed or appalled. "My God, woman, was that even English? What the hell are you saying? And why in God's name are you singing?"

Cally takes a deep breath and moves her hand, and again, wishes she hadn't.

"You English all are buggerfolk
Your mothers all are ruggerfolk
Your army is a bloody joke
You couldn't beat an artichoke-"

Cally clasps her hand again and shrugs.

"What the hell?" Archie stares some more, and there is definite irritation now. He may even hear music swelling if he listens carefully, which he isn't. "Look, I didn't come down here to be insulted by you. Whatever my differences with Samuel, they have nothing to do with you, and I would be perfectly happy to treat you civilly, except that you seem to have no intention of doing so, and quite frankly --"

"I've been thinking long and hard about the things you said to me
Like a bitter stranger
Now I see the long and short the middle and what's in between
I could spit on a stranger (Pull me out)
You're a bitter stranger (Pull me out) --"

Who knew Archie could sound so bitter and angsty? And where in hell are those background vocals coming from?

Cally scowls and moves her hand again and feels no desire to actually stop herself anymore.

"Dizzy in the head and I'm feeling bad
The things you've said have got me real mad
I'm gettin' funny dreams again and again
I know what it means but

Can't explain
I think it's spite
Try to say it to you
When I feel blue"

Well, that's it. Archie's mad, so he lets her have a piece of his mind. Musically.

"Hole in your head
Hole in your head
You need a boy like him like a hole in your head
You need a boy like him like a hole in your head
Just say you did and then don't instead

Wild goose chase
Wild goose chase
He's gonna take you, girl, on a wild goose chase
He's gonna take you, girl, on a wild goose chase
You better find somebody to take his place!"

Now he slaps his hand over his mouth, feeling more than slightly traumatized.

"Oh no you didn't!" Cally says, amazed she actually got out real words.

"To me, coming from you,
friend is a four letter word.
end is the only part of the word
that I heard.
call me morbid or absurd.
but to me, coming from you,
friend is a four letter word."

Archie actually has no clue about half the words coming out of his mouth now. Nor, for that matter, did he have any idea the sentiments coming out of his mouth could be put into these words, exactly.

"Look what you've done, you gigolo.
Another hustle has been run,
and now you ought to know
that this fool can no longer be swayed
by the tools of your trade, you gigolo.

I'm just another john you've gypped,
another sucker stiffed,
a walk on role in the script
to your long, long grift."

He takes his hat off and slaps that over his mouth.

Cally fumes and bursts out with some very rageful lyrics.

"Poisoning a drink, Bleeding in a sink
Choking with a link, Killing with a stink
Just your mother's
HO
Bleeding in a sink, Poisoning a drink
Burning up
My sweet Clementine

Trampling a shrink, Bleeding in a sink
Halleluiah wink , Getting on the brink
Just your mother's
HO

Halleluiah wink, Murdering a shrink
Burning up

On my sweet revenge
Will be yours for the taking
It's in the making baby, aaaaaahhh
My sweet revenge
Will be yours, for the taking
It's in the making baby, aaaaaahhh."

Archie? Is actually scared of Cally. As he should be. He opens his mouth, snaps it shut again before anything comes out of it, and then, much to his consternation opens it again. To the accompaniment of an odd reverb guitar.

Honestly, he'd be appalled that he knows these words.

"To tell you the truth I prefer the worst of you
Too bad you had to have a better half
He's not really my type
But I think you two are forever
And I hate to say it but you're perfect together

So fuck you
And your untouchable face
And fuck you
For existing in the first place
And who am I that I should be vying for your touch?
And who am I? I bet you can't even tell me that much."

Cally blinks a few times. She responds with words that are again, very much not hers.

"You came out of nowhere, made me smile
Then tore me in two
Saying, "We're very different people"
So dear, I hope you find somebody more like you."

Archie nods slowly and, well, yes -- he doesn't know where the hell this song is coming from either.

"And in my head I walk along
All the paths we have been on
There is a chance to bridge the line
Between two points ruptured in time."

He blinks. "You know, Cally, I --"

"And I don't need any apology
And you know I don't need any apology
And it's a long walk away
Oh, it's a long walk away . . ."

"Long walk to where?" Cally scratches her head. "I'm not singing! Yay!"

"I think it was a metaphor," says Archie uncertainly, now too thoroughly weirded out to be very annoyed with Cally. "Or some fancy figure of speech or other. Blasted songs I don't even know."

"Me neither." Cally frowns a bit. "We're cool, right? No hard feelings?"

"Between you and I?" Archie shakes his head. "No, I suppose not. I'm afraid I can't say the same for Samuel, though. If you can live with that."

Cally frowns again. "I don't get it. Why do you two hate each other so much, anyways?"

"I don't know," admits Archie. "I honestly don't know. Perhaps we're just not meant to exist in the same place at the same time. Perhaps there's some subconscious jealousy issue. I'll admit I've given him reason to hate me, though."

Cally shrugs. "Guess it's a lost cause."

"It probably is." Archie looks genuinely apologetic as he reaches out and touches her on the arm. "I'm sorry, Cally."

"Me too," Cally says, rubbing the back of her neck. "G'night, Archie. I'm gonna go to my room."

Archie nods stiffly and goes back to his reading. "Good night, Cally."

He thankfully keeps himself from saying "Even if you have to spend it with Anders."

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