Second Floor Common Room, Tuesday Night

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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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[randomspanish.livejournal.com]

"Romantic help?" Freddie said, incredulously. "There is nothing romantic about me and Sam. No matter what those crazy Seddie fans think."

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"Oh good." WHEW. "Then yeah. Keep your distance. Throw meat. Say 'sorry' in a non-specific but very loud way. She'll have to cool off eventually." Kenzi paused. "Won't she?"

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"It depends on how much meat I throw," Freddie said, entirely seriously. "But Sam can definitely hold a grudge." He shuddered. "She is ruthless."