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TA Lounge, Friday, Feburary 3rd

Callisto unlocks the lounge bright and early, carrying a frisbee with the middle cut out. After turning on the coffee machine, she starts marking the walls with masking tape.

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Callisto checks a small notebook before placing each piece of tape.

Having finished setting up the masking tape, Callisto stands in the middle of the lounge and attempts to hit each of the taped 'X's.

Callisto, having gotten to the point of hitting every mark, every time, is now attempting to throw the frisbee hard enough that it bounces across the room after hitting the wall.

Callisto locks up the lounge and heads off to Journalistic Integrity, taking the frisbee with her.

Now that the frisbee's bouncing nicely, Callisto tries catching it when it comes back towards her.

Hands stinging only a little, Callisto locks up again as she has a StuCo meeting to attend.

Callisto's got throwing, bouncing, and catching down, now she tries to get the frisbee to richochet from one mark to the next.

Enter at own risk. That frisbee's flying everywhere. And Callisto wouldn't mind having a moving target or three.

~~Happy to give Callisto a target,~~ Bel conveniently wandered into the assistants' lounge for no discernable reason.

Callisto sent the ~~chakram substitute~~ frisbee straight towards Belthazor's head. Accidentally of course. "Whoops."

"Ow!" Bel exclaimed as the frisbee bounced off his head. He glared at Callisto. "Watch it."

"Sorry," Callisto caught the frisbee as it passed by. "At least there's no chance it damaged anything important."

"Ha. Ha," Bel said sourly. "At least what I could throw at you could do serious damage, unlike your little piece of plastic."

"I'm shaking in my boots, Bel, really I am," Callisto drawled, spinning the frisbee on her finger. "You think those little sparks scare me?"

"Ask me if I care," Bel said, pouring himself a cup of coffee. "They do the same amount of damage whether they scare you or not.

"I doubt you could ignite a oil soaked rag, let alone damage anything."

"You really are dumb, aren't you?" Bel said, rolling his eyes. "You couldn't be further from the truth and you know it."

"No, it's just that the the parlour tricks of a dog that can't bear to be without a master don't really rank that high on my personal threat list."

Bel may have twitched at Callisto's words. He shrugged it off. "Fine," he said. "Underestimate me. Just will make it easier."

"Belthazor, one more thing while we're being so sharing," Callisto leaned forward. "You do suceed in bringing Angelus back, you better pray to whatever gods you believe in that he kills me, because I will kill him, and I promise that'll you'll join him ."

Bel grinned. "Bring it," he said, leaning closer as well. "I'd love to go up against you, no holds barred. You're only human, but you're good at what you do. It'd be an interesting challenge."

"Oh, I relish a good challenge."

"I look forward to it," Bel said. He headed for the door, then paused, still grinning. "You may be a dumb blonde, but having seen you naked now, I can guess what Angel sees in you." He quickly stepped through the doorway to avoid another throw of the frisbee (or anything sharper).

Quite pleased with herself, Callisto locks up the lounge for the final time before heading to Music. Twinkie time!

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TA Lounge, Friday, Feburary 3rd

Before Classes

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