Dorm Living Room
“...I’m leaning towards going to the Costume Party...," Russell told her. "What about you guys?”
Lace had been staring at Russell throughout his talk and give him a few quick nods before crumpling up her candy. Throwing it away Lace rubbed her hands looking at the guys.
"You got it. I didn't think about all that," she said not looking at anyone. "I wish things would get that wild." Burning down the dorms would be a nice one-off weekend kind of thing. Lace didn't want to cause any trouble in her new home. Russell must now what he's talking about. The crew would all be at the school in a couple hours so there's no reason to skip out.
"Oookay!" Lace straightened up. "That sounds like a good plan Russell. We can all head down together." Looking to the stairs Lace thumbed behind her and took a step backwards. "I'm just going upstairs to change out of my ninja gear." She had one foot on the bottom stair and turned back to the guys. "It'll be real quick, up and down," Lace drew an invisible square in the air. "Just like that," she started up skipping every other step. At the top of the first flight, Lace peeked around the corner just as the room went out of her view and shouted down.
"I'll bring some snacks for the road!" Running back to the top of the stars she skipped down to the bottom. "There and back again. In-," Lace held up her hand to them. "Five...minutes. Maybe ten." Waving at the guys she bolted back up the stairs and didn't stop until the girl's floor.
In her room the ninja outfit was lying all over the floor. Wearing just a plan t-shirt and black pajama bottoms Lace swiveled in her chair staring at her dresser. Stroking her invisible goatee she got up and started snatching out random clothes. Coats, pants, shirts, vests, everything was out. The room was a mess. After a minute, Lace was posing in a bright yellow suit jacket with a red-and-orange t-shirt underneath. Leaving it completely unbottened she patted down her red slacks, cuffing them just above the red and yellow striped shoes. Lace looked down and took a step back. If she stepped hard enough they let out a nasty squeak like a rooster with a sore throat.
All of her tattoo's were cleaned off and were now being replaced with white clown make-up. "Oooooohhh, I'm a ghoooosssst," she said to herself waving her hands infront of the mirror. Making a few funny faces she stepped back, swiped an orange tie of the dresser -- tying it up as she took a some deep breaths. There was a red top hat firmly on her head as Lace pointed around her room.
"Last minute checks," she said noting the clothes thrown everywhere. She tapped her her hat, shirt, jacket, pants, and shook her feet.
"Red. Stripes. Yellow. More red. Ketchup. Mustard. It's all here," she shook her jacket and turned off the lights. "You guys ready?" She whispered. Adjusting the top-hat she opened the door -- keeping a hand in her pocket she looked back in the dark room. "Yes. We. Are," winking at the mirror. Just after she closed the door, Lace had a hand on the doorknob and almost tripped throwing it back open. "Crap!" She shot back in the room.
A big plastic bag of Jolly Ranchers bounced on her shoulder with Lace turning the corner. Standing at the top of the stairs she heard what sounded like shouting from the other side of the dorm. "I hope those guys make it," Lace said quietly and looked down the stairs. "What do you think?" Ruffling the bag around she deepened her voice. "We helping out?"
"No. No. And no! You said you'd be down there in a miiiinuuuute," the bag whined.
"I-I know, I know, but-," she squished the bag flat; frowning at her. "Enough!" She swung it back around and started down the stairs with a defeated look. "You got me." Looking at the clock in the living room she'd been gone for a good seven minutes. She announced to Bryan and Russell.
"Hello!" She threw up her arms. "Good evening, I'm Ms. Condor, and I'm a recovering ketchup and mustard clown. Slash addict. Not 'gonna lie; I'm not ashamed. ...Probably am," she shrugged. "But it feels good to be here with you guys, really good. Thank you for having me." She bowed -- tipping her hat to her viewers and came in closer. "But, I won't stand here, drinking in all the credit. Look what I got with me!" Raising the Jolly-Rancher bag overhead, she shook it and danced over. "We, are, set, for-the-rest-of-the-niiiiight. Let's get out of here and hit the school!"
Last edited by Vivian_Bloom; 4th April 2012 at 11:27 PM.
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