2nd Floor Common Room, Saturday evening

[krycek-rat.livejournal.com]

Krycek was situated in the common room, armed and dangerous (though probably only if you were diabetic) and bored.

Crouched behind the couch, he was ready to take out anyone who came through. Especially if they picked up any of the several other armaments that were sitting in a box in the middle of the room.

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[bruiser-in-pink.livejournal.com]

Molly, looking for something to do, wandered down to the second floor common room. She walked into the room all unsuspecting.

[krycek-rat.livejournal.com]

Krycek took careful aim and popped off a squishy, sugary shot at Molly's shoulder. Sure, you could go for the head, but where was the fun in that?

[peter--parker.livejournal.com]

Peter was bored, so he wandered down to the common room. "Hello, hello," he greeted, not yet spotting the weaponry.

[krycek-rat.livejournal.com]

All sneakily from his hiding spot, Krycek took a couple shots at Peter in succession, going for his shoulder and head.

[peter--parker.livejournal.com]

Unfortunately, marshmallows didn't set off a danger sense. Peter did still have his reflexes, though, which allowed him to duck the shot to the head. The shot to the shoulder winged him, though.

"In my world, shooting marshmallows isn't typically a greeting. Your ways are strange to me."

[x5-alec.livejournal.com]

As he was headed past on his way up to the third floor, Alec was attracted by something out of place - namely a box full of guns. "Ooh."

[krycek-rat.livejournal.com]

"If I said 'hi', would the second shot have hit?" Krycek smirked. "Ambushes preclude greetings."

[peter--parker.livejournal.com]

"True," Peter said. "But sugary bullets make ambushes fattening."

[krycek-rat.livejournal.com]

Krycek took aim again - man, the rubes were just filing in tonight - and shot at his back as Alec walked past him.

[bruiser-in-pink.livejournal.com]

"Eek!" Molly really hadn't expected to be shot at. "Ohmygod!" Without another word she turned around and ran out of the room as quickly as she could.

About five minutes later, she returned, all stealth like, toting her own marshmallow gun. With only a brief peek around the door frame, she burst into the room and began to fire as rapidly as she could. "Eat sugar, Alex!"

[krycek-rat.livejournal.com]

Krycek snorted and sighted along the top of his gun. "Only if you eat them," he said, and shot several marshmallows at Peter since he was just standing there.

[krycek-rat.livejournal.com]

"Crap!" Krycek dove behind the couch again, rolling as he hit the ground. He still got hit a couple times, as evidenced by the marshmallows that bounced back towards Molly.

He shot up a moment later, firing back. "You'll never catch me alive!"

[peter--parker.livejournal.com]

"Good point," Peter said, diving to the side, dodging sugary death. "And I haven't eaten any, so I'm still spry enough to dodge. This works out okay."

[saltandammo.livejournal.com]

Dean was wandering by and hearing some commotion, looked into the common room.

[x5-alec.livejournal.com]

Alec was hit and he jumped a little, turning to glare at Krycek. "What the hell, man?"

He grabbed one of the disk launchers and shot off one of them as he backed up.

[krycek-rat.livejournal.com]

A head was all he needed - Krycek took a shot at Dean as he peeked in, like a plastic duck target at a carnival game.

[krycek-rat.livejournal.com]

Still taking shots at Peter as he moved, Krycek grinned. "But how long can you keep it up?"

[bruiser-in-pink.livejournal.com]

Molly ducked behind a chair, taking a few hits as she did so. She popped up again and fired back. "That's the plan!"

[peter--parker.livejournal.com]

Peter leaped to the ceiling, slipping his shoes off and letting them drop on his way up. That would give him better mobility, after all. "Pretty much as long as you have ammo. Then I can just take the gun away."

[krycek-rat.livejournal.com]

Krycek ducked to one side for a moment, then popped back up to shoot again. "Shoot or be shot," he suggested. "It's war!"

[saltandammo.livejournal.com]

Dean saw something white coming straight for his face and jerked back instinctively, but the marshmallow still hit the side of his head. "What the fuck?"

He looked around the corner more cautiously, and spotted the box of weapons in the middle of the room. Judging the distance and taking in possible cover, he dived forward, fast and low, and coming to a stop in a crouch behind said box of weapons.

[socksofcool.livejournal.com]

Seely walked into the common room, whistling to himself.

[krycek-rat.livejournal.com]

"You want me dead?" Krycek gave Molly a look of reproach as a marshmallow bounced off his arm. "You'll need more than sugar to finish me." He shot at her again, taking a little less careful aim as he tried not to smile.

[krycek-rat.livejournal.com]

Krycek shot at Dean several times as he dived into the room. "Death by sugary projectile," he said helpfully.

[krycek-rat.livejournal.com]

Presented with such an easy target, Krycek could do nothing but take several shots at Seely's head.