fandomhigh | After the madness... Bathroom Hunting.

Well, I've never had a problem with it...but you do have to jiggle the handle in the second stall...

*laughs relieved*

I can do that.

*Smiles*

Isn't the haunted one in the dorms? Fourth floor, right/

Oh, that's right. I think. We're all good, Jack. Coast's clear.

Good. Who's going first?

CJ's washing up. I can cover the door if you want to duck in one of the stalls.

Thanks, I'll just be a sec.

Beka enters, gun first, as always. The lights are out, and it takes her a second to find the switch.

When she flips the lights on, she waits in the hall til her eyes adjust, then peers in.

Stepping through, quickly, she finds it empty.

"Come on ahead. We should be good now."

*Walks straight to the sink and begins washing her arm and face*

Jack, turn around.

*When he isn't looking, she whips her shirt off and washes Vala's blood off her stomach. She has a HUGE bruise on her shoulder that looks exactly like a bite*

*looks at CJ's shoulder*

Shit. Did you get bitten? Those things...

Damn. Did any of the mages talk to you about that?

*Looks down, blushes a deep red*

Oh, um...no. It's fine. It's...

*looks at Beka, Callisto*

It's not from tonight.

This is, perhaps, the best news she's heard all night.

She pats CJ on the other shoulder. "Nice going, there, CJ. Been awhile since I got a bite that nice."

*Jack walks into one of the stall while Beka watches the door*

Oh, um...no. It's fine. It's... It's not from tonight.

Don't do it Jack. Don't do it don't do it don't--

*Snickers*

Shit.

"I heard that."

Beka grins. O'Neill makes her smile a lot. That's a good thing.

*Desprately tries not to laugh and piss at the same time as it tends to create a mess*

*Slam!* Jack crashes into the side of the stall.

"Fuck!" Of course. All over the pants. Way to impress jackass.

*Stammers*

It's not something...I mean, it's just...It's private.

~~and if you think that's good, you should see his back~~

Don't say anything, all right?

*Her face is burning as she pulls her shirt back on*

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*Starts unbuckling her armour, quickly and efficently stripping down. The pale skin underneath provides a startling contrast to the blackened film of dried blood covering the rest of Callisto.*

*Grabbing soap, she dips it in the sink, then starts ruthlessly scrubbing*

Beka watches Callisto with appreciation.

And lusts after the soap. Desperately.

*If Callisto is aware of Beka's appreciation, she doesn't show it, washing away the gore with a practised ease that suggests this is far from the first time she's done so.*

*After drying herself down with a handtowel, she quickly re-dons her armour, with a slight grimace at it's uncleaned state*

All done, your turn, Beka.

*Beka looks around to see if Jack's out of the stall yet, then decides it hardly matters, grabs the soap*

*unzips her leather vest and strips off the pants and starts scrubbing*

If soap and water always felt this good... I'd never leave the bathrrom.

*More hesitantly than when she took off her shirt, she slips off her shoes and takes her pants off, Vala's blood dried all over the thighs. She takes the soap and begins to wash her legs gently...small round bruises are all over her below her waist*

[OOC: *dies and is ded from giggling*]