2nd Floor Common Room, Monday Afternoon

[sogothcally.livejournal.com]

Cally has popped in the DVD of Small Store of Terrors, and is relaxing on one of the couches. She vaguely wonders if the dentist in the movie is anything like she'd be if she became a dentist.

But she doubts she'd be that crazy. Or old. Or... male. But here she sits, watching, humming along, wondering if there is still any life in this dorm.

[ooc: Open for interaction, woo.]

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[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

Anders is curled up on the couch next to Cally with his head in her lap, half asleep. He's just sort of here, enjoying the snuggles. But, you know, in case anyone comes looking for him or anything like that, well, he's perfectly okay with being woken up.

[sogothcally.livejournal.com]

Cally runs her fingers through Anders' hair. "Hey you," she says.

[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

"Hi," mumbles Anders, snuggling up against Cally's stomach with a ridiculously contented look on his face. "Y'know, you'd be a much cuter dentist than that."

[sogothcally.livejournal.com]

"Well, I'm glad you think I'll be cuter than an old man," Cally says, giggling. "Otherwise I might worry about you."

[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

"I'd be worried about me too." Anders pokes her in the stomach. "So we got any plans for the night?"

[psycho-barbie.livejournal.com]

Callisto stumbled into the common room and slumped wordlessly into a chair.

[sogothcally.livejournal.com]

"Hey," Cally says, waving with Anders still on her lap. "What's up?"

[psycho-barbie.livejournal.com]

"Hey," Callisto grunted back. She drew her legs up to her chest and rested her chin on her knees. "Nothing really, apart from that whole dying boyfriend thing."

[sogothcally.livejournal.com]

"That whole what thing?" Cally raises an eyebrow. "I missed something, didn't I."

[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

Anders sits up abruptly, and nearly clocks Cally in the chin with his head. "Okay, dying? I totally did not catch that detail. I got the sick part, but . . . holy frak."

[psycho-barbie.livejournal.com]

"Kinda," Callisto said. "Angel's been in the clinic since Friday night."

[lovelylana.livejournal.com]

As Lana was on the stairs by the second floor she heard music from one of her favorite musicals Small Store of Terrors and came by and poked her head into the common room just in time to hear Callisto, Anders, and Cally talking about Angel.

"Angel's dying?" she says, looking stunned.

[sogothcally.livejournal.com]

"I guess so," Cally says. "I don't really know any details, myself."

[lovelylana.livejournal.com]

Lana sits abruptly in a chair. "I... God... I don't know what to say. Is there anything we can do? Or... *something*?"

[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

"Veronica and Cordy went to go see the guy who runs the bookstore yesterday, I know that much," Anders pipes up, looking frustrated. "And I think Phoebe and Piper and Paige are in on it, too, but I've got no clue what exactly it is they're doing. Me? I got nothing to contribute."

[lovelylana.livejournal.com]

"That must be why Mr. Giles looked so worn out when I saw him today. I thought it was weird, my first day at work and he didn't even come down till it was time for me to go."

Lana shook her head. "I can talk to Phoebe and see what they're doing, but if she and her sisters are involved they're probably looking for some sort of magical solution and... I'm just an ordinary girl from Kansas. I can't do anything to help in that way."

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

Bridge wanders in to the Common Room and flops down on a couch.

"Hey people."

[psycho-barbie.livejournal.com]

Callisto grunted something that might have been a greeting at Bridge.

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

"Hey, Cal." Bridge says, smiling slightly. "I heard about what happened. Well, not a lot about what happened," he corrects. "But I just got back from the clinic a while ago, and I thought you should know... Angel's awake."

[psycho-barbie.livejournal.com]

Callisto looked up. "He is?"

[marsheadtilt.livejournal.com]

Veronica got Phoebe's message about finding an alchemist at school. She certainly did not want to have to take Bel up on his offer to find one. And so she went to the place where she was most likely to either find what she was looking for, or someone who could point her in the right direction: the second floor common room.

"Hey guys," she greeted.

[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

"Veronica!" Anders gets up and, shoving his hands into his pockets, crosses the room toward her. "What's goin' on? This whole thing is worse than I thought, isn't it?"

[marsheadtilt.livejournal.com]

She nods grimly.

"Hey, can I talk to you in the hall for a sec?" she asks, figuring Anders knows a lot of people and might be able to help her.

[sogothcally.livejournal.com]

Cally totally raises an eyebrow.

In the hallway

[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

"Yeah, yeah, sure thing." Anders nods over at Cally and ducks out into the hallway with Veronica, with the vague feeling that he just might have something to contribute after all. Maybe.

"What's goin' on, Mars?"