Second Floor Common Room, Tuesday Night

[regretiz4suckas.livejournal.com]

Soooo, Kenzi had gotten the video she'd asked for from Topher... of various shots of Wes while he was teaching her about guns. And put it to a soundtrack. Then hooked up a DVD player to the TV in the Common Room and concealed it. It was on an infinite loop.

So, at random moments, Kenzi would amuse herself while watching The Spy Amnesia Movie on the Science Fiction channel by hitting the remote button, and having Wes interrupt it with his campaign.


[establishy, open, and likely to be repeated in other CR's if she thinks she can get away with it. Wes's video is nowhere near as complete or complicated as that one, but is mostly shots of him being badass and showing off guns to Kenzi, interspersed with "Vote Wes! For Fandom StuCo! Guarding Your Welfare!"]

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[willbethenight.livejournal.com]

Bruce was making his way back to the dorms when he heard some noise in the second floor common room. As soon as he saw it was Kenzi, he couldn't help but feel something suspicious was happening. That was just his usual reaction to Kenzi at this point, though. "Hello, Kenzi. Anything good on?"

[OOC: Sorry, but I couldn't resist sending Fandom's biggest anti-gun nut.]

[regretiz4suckas.livejournal.com]

ZAPPY!

"...Vote for Wes! For Senior Student Council Representative!..." *Bang*

"A spy movie and some political stuff." She grinned at Bruce. "How's it going?"

[ahaha, no worries!]

[willbethenight.livejournal.com]

"I'm pretty sure it was going better a minute ago," Bruce said, staring at the screen. "That was Wesley using a gun, wasn't it?

[regretiz4suckas.livejournal.com]

"Yup!" Kenzi frowned. "You don't like politics?" Wasn't Bruce a senior? Kenzi frowned at the video. It had great music! Also, shooting!

[willbethenight.livejournal.com]

"No. I don't like guns," Bruce said. "And I've seen Fandom defended very effectively without them."

[regretiz4suckas.livejournal.com]

Kenzi hit the stealth input button and they were back to Science Fiction Channel with the third Spy Amnesia movie, and plotting at the moment, not shooting.

"Really? How? And from what?" Color Kenzi skeptical. She's had zilcho to be able to handle Bo-the-insane-gray-monster with, and a gun would'd helped a lot. At least if it were a tranq gun.

[wesleynotponcy.livejournal.com]

"Unfortunately, it doesn't appear so," Wesley remarked dryly after having finished scolding Kenzi over the creation of the video.

UGH. WHY, KENZI, WHY?

[willbethenight.livejournal.com]

"Wesley," Bruce said. "I trust that you do actually know what you're doing with guns, right?"

[wesleynotponcy.livejournal.com]

Oh. So he'd seen it.

"I do, yes," Wesley admitted after a brief pause. "That is to say, I've had about a decade of training. I'd consider myself equipped to teach workshops, or that sort of thing, yes."

[willbethenight.livejournal.com]

"Good," Bruce said. "But ever use one in front of me and I'll take it away from you and dismantle it."

[wasthecuteone]

"Hey, Kenzi," Petra said as she came into the common room, carrying fresh campaign posters and tape. "What are you up to?" she asked as she looked around for somewhere to put a poster.

If she sounded worried, that was strictly because she'd met Kenzi.

[regretiz4suckas.livejournal.com]

"Hey!" Cue tape!

"Spy movies! Also, political propaganda." She craned her neck. "Ooo, you've got more?"

[wasthecuteone]

"Just a few," Petra said, displaying her sparkly handiwork for Kenzi.

Petra West
For Junior Student Council Representative
Because Somebody Has To Stay Sane

"Political propaganda? Should I be worried?" With Kenzi the answer was always yes.

[regretiz4suckas.livejournal.com]

"I kind of love that," Kenzi said, marveling at how she mixed sparkly with the word 'sane' and got away with it. "Oh hey, I can vote for you! Cool.... It's my Wes commercial! See?"

Yes, Petra. Consider the source.

[wasthecuteone]

"I would really appreciate your vote," Petra said, smiling at her. "...is he shooting a gun?" He didn't seem like the type at the debate. Then again, it was always the quiet ones...

[wesleynotponcy.livejournal.com]

Strictly speaking, this was not Wesley's common room. However, it could safely be concluded that after years of training on how to deal with difficult teenagers, he had developed a fairly trustworthy sense of when to venture in a particular direction. In other words, a Kenzi-sense.

So that was what brought him to the common room today. However, it was slightly odd when all he found that was noteworthy was Kenzi sitting on a couch, watching a movie on the Science Fiction channel.

"...Oh," he said, surprised. He'd been expecting worse.

[regretiz4suckas.livejournal.com]

"~Hi, Wes,~" Kenzi sing-songed. Looking totally not-guilty of anything devious and underhanded.

[wesleynotponcy.livejournal.com]

"...Hello."

He peered around as if expecting to find something incriminating.

"Er. Is everything... all right?"

[regretiz4suckas.livejournal.com]

"Why wouldn't it be?"

Kenzi's finger was iiiitching. Press the red button! Press the button! She gritted her teeth on the impulse.

And lost. Music with gunfire blasted out for 4.5 seconds. Then disappeared into a parkour scene across Morocco again.

[wesleynotponcy.livejournal.com]

...What on earth!?

Wesley blinked, tilting his head at the screen in bewilderment. "Did you just see...?"

[randomspanish.livejournal.com]

Freddie stuck his head into the common room a little hesitantly.

"Is Sam in here?" he asked, needing to make sure.

[regretiz4suckas.livejournal.com]

Kenzi looked around. "Not unless she got invisibility superpowers somehow." She'd have to check with Simon on that. "Still avoiding her, hunh?"

[randomspanish.livejournal.com]

"She's gonna kill me," Freddie said. "And this time I'm pretty sure I'm not actually exaggerating."

He entered the common room and sat down on a couch. "It definitely doesn't help that Carly knows what happened."

[regretiz4suckas.livejournal.com]

Kenzi still didn't know what happened. Just that Sam was willing to get violent to stop people from finding out. "Wait, how the heck did that happen?"

Maybe that wasn't a smart question, all things considered.

[randomspanish.livejournal.com]

"Apparently Sam's webcam was on when it happened. And unfortunately even Carly isn't going to believe that it happened because no one was acting like normal this weekend. She thinks we did it on purpose," Freddie lamented.