Back on the second floor . . .

[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

Anders pulls a bottle of cold water from the mini-fridge, and turns to hand it to sharon_valerii. "There you go," he says, and hastily kicks a pair of inside-out boxers -- which are definitely not his -- under the desk. "So, I guess it was a good party? There's, uh . . . multicolored, kinda three-dimensional puddles on the ground outside."

Morning after

[pyramid-is-life.livejournal.com]

Kara stirs as the sun glances over her face. She buries deeper into the warm body next to her and sighs.

A few moments later she freezes and sits up.

"Oh, Gods."

Relieved to see that all clothing is place, she carefully steps out of bed, as to not disturb Lee. Finding her shoes, Kara leaves quickly, hoping her roommate is in.

Day of rest(lessness)

[anextimeagent.livejournal.com]

*Jack sticks head outside of door*

*notices that it looks an awful lot like last weekend, what with the moving in and all*

*noise hurts head -- damn hangover*

*retreats back into blessedly empty and quiet room*

*wonders how long he can hide from the authorities that _notanumber hasn't been seen for several days*

*lies down in bed*

*winces, and rolls over to avoid lying on phaser-burn on his ass*

*vows to go to fandom_clinic to get it looked at*

*later..........zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz*

HEY!!!

[jayne-serenity.livejournal.com]

Anybody out there lookin for a place to crash, SHel and me and Wash still got two rooms left that need fillin...

Rents low, foods free, booze is there, and we got a spaceship in our backyard...

Im acceptin applications right here...
Cute chicks get first dibs.

(no subject)

[whitedeathpod.livejournal.com]

Football fans of all ages...

You're favorite team playing today? Wanna watch? Come on down to John Crichton's Room of Pigskin Glory and Hogskin Misery!

Redskins fans need not apply!

FOOTBALL!

(no subject)

[http://users.livejournal.com/___lily_evans_/]

Suite 507 still has two open spots, if any new students (girls) are looking for a quiet place to live.

Full for now, although - I haven't actually had any confirmation from hermione, so if there's anyone else who really wants in, I suppose she could be... moved elsewhere.

(no subject)

[bloodyrockgod]

Home from the movie theater, Charlie takes his acoustic guitar outside the dorms and sits under a tree to play.

He's not bad. In fact, he's pretty good.

Warning in girl's bathrooms...

[aka-vala.livejournal.com]

( in permanent marker, on all floors )

(no subject)

[equalsmcsquared.livejournal.com]

*People near dorm room 147 would be able to hear a muffled thump, repeating at a steady pattern.*

*Yes, Ms. Sidle is headwalling.*

*And it isn't helping.*

(no subject)

[krycek-rat.livejournal.com]

Krycek stomps into the dorms and up to the second floor, heading for his room, smelling of used gym towels. Slamming open his door, he proceeds to strip and redress, cursing the entire time.

Of course, he forgot about closing the door.

Meet-up in the common room

[http://users.livejournal.com/_jubilation_lee/]

Jubilee walks into the common room dragging several large bags of drinks and snack foods behind her. She glances around, impressed how quickly the janitor managed to fix most of the damage from the gremlin attack.

Grinning, she dumps the snacks onto a side table and waves at everybody in the room. "Hey, guys," she says. "I figured, you know, with all of the new students and everything, I'd pick up a whole bunch of junk food and we could just, like, hang or something before school starts back up again tomorrow." She makes a face. "Ugh. Mondays."

Grabbing a can of soda, she plops down on the couch and shoos everybody else towards the snacks and stuff.

Room 406

[notstakedyet.livejournal.com]

Angelus whistles as he walks down the hallway. He swings his hard-won room key around on one finger. Sure Principal Connor forced him to room with Harris but on the other hand -

Angelus glances over at room 407 and grins.

Unpacking first. He unlocks the door and swings it open to find a perfect view of the hallway behind him.

He frowns. Squints.

Oh, that's a mirror.

Well now he knows the first thing he'll be getting rid of. He enters the room, yanks the full-length mirror off of the opposite wall, dumps it onto the bed he doesn't want to claim for himself, and starts to unpack.

He leaves the doorway open as he sorts through all his wooden hangers (not wire, never wire).

You never know who might stop by.

Finally here

[alchemy-4-arson.livejournal.com]

Roy Mustang turns the key in the lock of his new dorm room, #118. He's relieved to see that it is, in fact, both on the ground level and close to a convenient exit. Not much of a view, but it's not like the school is much to look at anyway as far as scenery goes.

His roommate isn't around, but he figures the kid'll find his way here eventually.

He pushes the door open and enters, noticing a familiar luggage set on one side of the room. His luggage set. He doesn't know who put it there since it WASN'T WITH HIM WHEN HE WOKE UP IN THIS BIZARRE WORLD. But anyway. With a sigh he tosses his satchel of textbooks and supplies onto the bed next to the other stuff, and flops down in the deskchair. On the desk is a "desktop computer", already set up it seems, and next to it lies a thick, white paper packet with words emboldened in large, friendly letters on the cover:

DON'T PANIC.

THE USE AND CARE OF A COMPUTER:

A GUIDE FOR STUDENTS FROM HISTORICAL/DIMENSIONAL ERAS THAT PREDATE CONVENTIONAL COMPUTER TECHNOLOGY


Roy picks it up, reads the first chapter, decides that's enough, then throws it back behind his bed where it will never be seen again.

Moving in to #239

[notcalledlizzie.livejournal.com]

It's amazing the number of things you can, persuade the Air Force to buy you when they screw you over really.

I just wish I'd negotiated unpackers in that settlement...

*heads up the stairs for the third time*

Books are heavy. Really heavy

*collapses on bed, door open*