Ugh, from school security down to janitor duty! Apparently Drake didn't take jokes lightly, especially ones directed at him. Well, okay, that and Blake beat him at arm wrestling again. And... probably half a dozen other things. Cleaning gum off of seats was a new low for him though, and tidying up the stage when the last practice performance didn't pack up their props... he could really use a distraction right about now. Any kind of distraction, a fight in the halls, someone coming in to help, or to relieve him, heck even just someone to chat with would be good.

"Ha!" Kilik laugh to himself. staring at the detention slip in his hand. He could never take write ups seriously. especially from his old school. unfortunately Kilik doesn't believe fights in class means detention. As he walks past the theater he noticed a fimilar black dragon. "Hey blake!" he yelled as his voice then echoes throuh out the stage. Why are you cleaning the theater? he asked as he walked closer towards him. "dude are you like, the janitor of the school?" he said trying not to laugh.

"Oh, hey Kilik. Nah, Drake's just mad at me so I'm letting him play the boss for now. That's what big brothers are for, letting the little brother feel like he's important every now and then, heh. So what brings you here? Get in trouble again?" Wasn't hard to predict with him, the hard part was predicting just how much trouble he was in. Sometimes it was a fight, sometimes sending someone to the doctors, sometimes just yelling at a teacher.

"ha ha, I never seen drake mad before" the more kilik thought about it he realized that he had never knew Drake could get mad. "What... in trouble???" he said as he slipped the detention in his pocket. "Why must I always be in trouble when I want to see you." Kilik was never a good liar. His face always gives it away.

"Heh, guess he only really gets mad at family and people trying to kill students. Heh, and why I always see you when you're in trouble is because you seem to like trouble. It's halfway through class right now so you can't just be taking a bathroom break or running an errand for class. Heh, so what was it this time? Didn't crack and go after a teacher did you?"

Kilik formed his lips to say another lie but, gave it up. "not really, it was a student, then the teacher pissed me off.... got a few days for it" he didn't know what how Blake would react to the reason, so he left it out. "how long have you been here anyway bro?" he said. trying to change the subject. besides, he was really curious of why Blake was cleaning the theater.

"Heh, that's starting to become almost a tradition for you isn't it? I've been here probably about half an hour. Hey, tell you what, why don't you help me out a little here and I'll see if I can get that detention thrown out. Sounds fair right, little bit of work for a get out of detention free pass?" Heck it'd be better for both of them, Blake would get some company while he was stuck working and Kilik got to do something other than sitting in a room silently for no real reason. Detentions always bothered the big dragon, why make people sit around doing nothing instead of something constructive? It wasn't like you were rewarding someone, even if they liked working.

"aww, thanks blake your the best, I do anything to get rid of this detention" he said with a large grin on his face "sweet Im off the hook" he thought to himself. "I promise it wouldnt happen again?" He said with a sad innocent look. hoping for the same awnser that he usally gets from blake.

"And how many times have I heard that I wonder. Maybe I should start keeping track just so I have an answer. Remember I can't promise it'll go away but I can give you a pretty good chance of it disappearing. Or at least losing some time off of it. Now you gonna help me out or what? I've been cleaning up the chairs and the floor, halfway finished. Gotta go and check the stage out, there was a complaint about a loose board. Gotta fix one of the lights, it's jammed and won't turn with any of the controls. Then gotta scrub off the graffitti on the wall over there. So why don't you tell me which of those you feel like doing first and we'll go from there?"

"pfft.... when do I not help you. I'll do the stage first and then I can fix the light." he said throwing his book bag on one the chairs. "I also have tools in my book bag, don't ask why... and also Blake... I don't need help..." he said to him as walked around the stage to find the loose board. "which one was loose again?" he asked right before falling through it? "...nevermind bro, I found it" he said calling him from below.

"Thanks for the help. I won't ask as long as I don't hear any reports of them being used for destructive purposes or as weapons." Blake heard the question and the crash immediately following it. "Yeah, was about to warn you on that. You might not need help but heck it's still appreciated right? I know I'm glad you're here." Aside from that little crash through the stage it should probably be pretty easy to handle everything. Unless Kilik was in a clumsy mood and when he went to fix the light he fell. Not that that would happen, and even if it did he'd be there to catch him.

"Don't sweat it, I don't get in trouble for weapons, explosives, or drugs... just for fighting" Kilik finished patching up the floor. "OK, I'm going to start on the light now..." he said before looking at them. "hey Blake, which light was broke? their all on." the longer Kilik stayed to work, the more he thought that there was something wrong with theater. "is this place haunted?" he knew it was a stupid question, but curiosity got the best of him.

"Wouldn't put it past the place to be." Blake replied simply, finishing his current chore and taking a look at the lights. "Hang on a sec." He went over and flipped the switch off and on, off and on. After a few times the center light decided it didn't want to turn on, but only for a few minutes before it came back as bright as ever. "That'd be it. About ready to burn out or something. Guess they just didn't want it failing during a show or something. Hey, what brought up that haunted question?" He was trying to avoid mentioning anything he knew as possible, especially a student death or two on campus since he'd been here. One of them at least hadn't been a friendly death either.

"I don't know, just a random question, is it haunted?" he said as he replaced the bulb with a fresh one. "it was also a bit of a rumor" he got up and threw the tools back in his bag before putting it on."you know, it will probably go away soon... try the light again

"Well, yeah, kind of. Not normally in a bad way, not as far as I know anyway. Why, you freaked out about it? I can't personally verify any of it but I've heard plenty of stories. Oh, and Athos says he's seen it but I dunno. The video camera he saw it on could have been messing up or he could have just edited the tape to make it seem that way." Until Blake saw it in person he'd tolerate the rumors because he'd seen stranger things. Still, it was kind of hard to accept.