Third floor common, Monday afternoon

[walter-n-wires.livejournal.com]

In the grand tradition of communal living, Walter was doing something messy in a common area, rather than in his own room. He had a supply of non-toxic paints, some heavy duty sheets of paper, and the truly odd idea that it would be fun to take Pup's pawprints.

It's possible he'd been spending far too much time in his room reading about guns.

[ooc: Open. If you have a pet, or want to take your own handprints, be my guest.]

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[nadiathesaint]

Nadia had completely forgotten about getting in that shower after her talk with Jamie. Instead, she was looking for a good defensive position, preferably somewhere with a lot of people, since Sloane would be less likely to do anything bad if there were witnesses.

She hoped.

She had her mallet well within easy reach on her belt and was wondering if she told Constable Frasier what was going on, would he let her carry her gun?

She was just a little bit jumpy and attempting to watch every entrance to the room at once as she waved to Walter and sat down on the couch.

[walter-n-wires.livejournal.com]

Walter had just dipped Pup's front paws in green paint and was attempting to convince the puppy to hold still while he put the prints on the page. He smiled held Pup's paws up to wave them at Nadia then realized that something was off.

"Are you alright? Are we being invaded by something again?"

[nadiathesaint]

Nadia pulled her feet up onto the couch and continued to try to watch the windows and doorways at the same time. "Not we. Maybe me."

[walter-n-wires.livejournal.com]

"What?" Walter grabbed a few paper towels to rub the paint off Pup's paws. "What do you mean?"

His first thought about personal invasion included the word "possession," and didn't make him even a little bit happy.

[nadiathesaint]

Nadia took a deep breath, and managed to pull her eyes away from the door to look at Walter. "Sloane called. He's in the area. He said he's going to try to come find me. This week."

[strongestgirl.livejournal.com]

Mr. Neilson was likewise bored and looking for something to do.

He scampered into the common room, drawn there by the smell of paint.

In Mr. Neilson's world, Paint = Fun!

[walter-n-wires.livejournal.com]

Pup trotted over to Mr. Neilson and yapped happily, leaving faint green paw tracks behind him.

[strongestgirl.livejournal.com]

Mr. Neilson is always a little uneasy around Pup but knows that he's not going to impale hurt him much...

Then he notices the faint green paw tracks and the gears start turning in his little monkey head...

He waves his hat at the hellpuppy and jumps up and down.

//Hey boy! Great to see you! Want to play tag? Do ya? Huh?//

[walter-n-wires.livejournal.com]

Pup has absolutely no idea what Mr. Neilson is actually suggesting, but jumping up and down is always a good start. So he does. And yaps so more, wagging his tail in a blur.

[strongestgirl.livejournal.com]

Mr. Neilson jumps up and down faster and waves his hat some more before springing up into the air.

He leaps over Pup's head before scampering forward and jumping over the container of green paint.

Then he pauses for a moment and decides that Nadia looks like she could use some cheering up (http://community.livejournal.com/fandomhighdorms/762744.html?thread=54617720#t54617720).

[nadiathesaint]

Nadia jumped at Mr. Neilson's enterance, grabbing for her mallet and getting it stuck in her belt before realizing it was just Mr. Neilson.

Then she waved.

[strongestgirl.livejournal.com]

Mr. Neilson doffs his hat to Nadia after he's certain she isn't going to try and smish him.

Then hilarity ensues (http://community.livejournal.com/fandomhighdorms/762744.html?thread=54617208#t54617208).

[nadiathesaint]

Nadia watched the hilarity in short bursts, while continuing to try to watch everything else in the room as well.

She was starting to get a headache.

[walter-n-wires.livejournal.com]

Walter interrupted the hilarity to grab Pup off the floor and stick him in the sink to wash large quantities of paint off of him.

"Tell me again, everything from the beginning, Nadia. He called you?"

[cyclopeanmerc.livejournal.com]

Oh look.

Merdebaise has gotten out of Pip's room.

"Mrrrrrow!"

[walter-n-wires.livejournal.com]

Pup wriggled in the sink (http://community.livejournal.com/fandomhighdorms/762744.html?thread=54621048#t54621048), sending water flying and splashing Walter.

Walter looked over at the sound and nodded to the cat. //Good day.//

[cyclopeanmerc.livejournal.com]

//Good day, he of the long claws,// Merdebaise meowed. //What are you doing?//

[walter-n-wires.livejournal.com]

//Cleaning my almost-dog, superior one.//

Pup struggled a bit more, splashing Walter with green-tinted water.

[cyclopeanmerc.livejournal.com]

//He is less impressive as a warrior than his strange vissage would lead one to believe// Merdebaise commented.

[nadiathesaint]

Nadia jumped again, then glared daggers at Pip's cat.

[cyclopeanmerc.livejournal.com]

Merdebaise did not appear to notice Nadia's daggers. Or if she did, she did not care.

Cat, after all.

[nadiathesaint]

The cat was possibly lucky to not have been mallet-ed.

Nadia hadn't seen Pip's bandaged state yet, after all.

[strongestgirl.livejournal.com]

Mr. Neilson doffed his hat to the cat.

Maybe if he's cordial, she'll keep right on not eating him.

[cyclopeanmerc.livejournal.com]

//Greetings, small human-like one.//

[strongestgirl.livejournal.com]

It's not that Mr. Neilson was afraid.

He just didn't want to get eaten.

Can cats smell the intense desire not to be eaten?

If they could... Would it make them hungry?

//So... How are you?//