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Being a vampire and having an energetic puppy meant that you did a lot of walking indoors in order to make sure the puppy got its exercise.

Fortunately the school was more than big to satisfy, and that was even without including the basement since Angel had a gut instinct that Sean and Sunshine wouldn't get along (assuming Sunshine was still down there, and Angel wasn't going to be the one to check.)

This morning found Angel and a still Santa-hatted Sean wandering around the admin areas. Not really awake yet, Angel let Sean lead. The puppy snuffled his way through one hallway and another until he finally came up to a door that was in what appeared to be a much neglected corridor.

Normally Angel wouldn't have cared, but something on the door caught his eye.

"'Assistants Lounge'?" he read aloud. He frowned. "I didn't know we had an assistants' lounge."

He tested the door. The knob felt rusted, but it opened when he applied a little pressure ~~or possibly it was locked and he just had vamp strength to open it, la la la~~.

The room was dark, but Angel could make out a table, some chairs, and a faded couch. He could also make out a very strong sent of mold, mildew, and dust.

Sean, for his part, thought this was fascinating. He darted into the room, leapt onto the couch, and immediately set off a dust cloud strong enough that it billowed out into the hall. Sean barked, pleased with his accomplishment.

"Oh yeah," Angel said. "That can't be good."

He decided to investigate.

[ooc: C'mon in! Let's re-open this baby and get it ready for the new year!]

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"Well there's this thing you can do with - " Angel cleared his throat. "Um. Nevermind. You know that fire's actually kind of pretty."

"Yeah, it is," Callisto looked intrigued. By the flames. ~~Not Angel's cut off statement. Just so we're clear.~~ "Pity that we're gonna have to eventually extingush it."

"Gives the place a nice ambiance," Angel said. He wasn't looking mostly at Callisto when he said that. No sirree.

"And y'know green's supposed to be a relaxing colour. Could be handy in a place like this," Callisto didn't keep glancing at Angel as she spoke. Nope.

"Bet this could be a nice place to relax," Angel said. His eyes might have kept going in her direction, but maybe he was just watching the fire.

A thought occured to him. "D'you think that's green because it's almost Christmas?"

"Yeah, it'll probably spruce up nice," Callisto did look at Angel, because it was only good manners to do so while talking to someone. "Could be. Although I'd expect that there'd be some red in there too if that was the case."

"Maybe we're supposed to set fire to something else to get that," Angel said. He did not move closer to Callisto because being alone with her in a room lit by a green fire was in no way condusive to a certain kind of mood. It wasn't. Really.

"Is there anything else in here to light?" Callisto started looking around the room. Purely by coincidence this might have happened to bring her closer to Angel.

"Besides the entire room just on principle?" Angel's fingers might have brushed against Callisto's, but that was just because he was moving as he looked around too.

"Really want to brave the others if they find out we burnt the room down?" Callisto might have tried to catch hold of Angel's hand, but merely to make sure it was Angel's hand.

"Point. Plus too much fire and we might get Rovered." Angel's fingers might have curled around Callisto's, but that was just to make sure his hand wasn't in her way.

"Maybe Rover'll go easy on us if we give him some of the green fire, it kinda looks like a lava lamp," Callisto only continued to hold onto Angel's hand so it'd be easier to throw him in the path of anything that might attack them. No other reason.

And she wasn't grinning. At all.

"Think he might pop if he got too close to an open flame?" Angel asked. If he was rubbing his thumb against her palm it was because he was working kinks out from all the cleaning he'd done so far that day. No other reason.

"It's a possibility. Maybe put it in a jar or bottle?" Callisto suggested. If Callisto moved a little closer to Angel, it was only because she might possibly have heard something.

"Would we have to poke holes in the lid like you do for fireflies?" Angel asked. If Callisto moved even closer still it certainly wasn't because he'd tugged on her hand.

"We should, just in case. Be cruel to let the flames die from lack of oxygen," If Callisto happened to stumble into Angel, it was because she tripped. Accidently.

"Living flames in this school wouldn't surprise me at all." If Angel's hand went to the small of Callisto's back it was because he was a nice guy and nice guys helped people when they tripped.

"Maybe the Investigator's Club could, uh, study it next term, probably be less trouble than gremlins," Callisto wasn't distracted by the placement of Angel's hand. After all, he was just being a nice guy.

"If that fire lasts that long we might have more to worry about than holes in jars." Angel's hand might have rubbed Callisto's back, but only to make sure she hadn't hurt herself when she tripped.

"Well, if it's alive we can't just put it out. Especially since we were the ones who started it," Callisto might have slid her hands up Angel's arms, but that was because his sleeves were made of really nice fabric. "It'd be wrong."

"True," Angel agreed. If he was standing closer to Callisto that was just a trick of the unnatural green light. "But a fire that burns on and on and nobody does anything about it is just... wrong."

"Yeah," Callisto focused on one of Angel's shirt buttons. It was very...button-ish. "You shouldn't leave any fire untended. It never ends well."

"Just burns and burns, all hot and... unsatisfied." If Angel wasn't making eye contact, it was probably because he was looking at other things.

"It's purpose unfulfilled." Callisto was not fiddling with the button. Really. She had nothing to do with the fact it might now be undone.

Any second now his hand was going to drop lower than her back. "I - um - talked to Jenny."

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