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[death-n-binky.livejournal.com]

*DEATH, for those inclined to see, can be seen stalking about the halls, studded in rhinestones and tiara, putting flyers on all the boards in the dorm.. For those not inclined to see, he puts off the aura of morbid purpose and, perhaps, a flash of something sparkly.*

The flyer reads:

WANTED!

Information on either Homecoming DJ or his Fashion Advisor. Have been unable to locate since the dance.

Anyone with any information, please contact DEATH via voicemail. Thank you.

Close your sweet eyes to the sun.

[jquayle.livejournal.com]

Justin was perched up against a tree in the front of the dorms, he's working on his notes for his classes; he really wouldn't mind for some attention.

Tuesday morning, throughout the dorms

[bluemanoncampus.livejournal.com]

A regal looking cat pads into the dorms from the main school and starts inspectigating* the halls and common rooms.

*Inspectigate: The process by which cats both inspect their surrounding and and investigate items of interest

Not entirely work safe

[not-an-ex-demon.livejournal.com]

LOCKED TO JACK O'NEILL

An envelope is attached to the door of room 239/240 with the words "JACK" written acrossed it.

( Hey, mind your own business! )

ooc: Anya mun apologizes for disappearing off face of earth, rl drama is a bitch ;)

Dorm floral deliveries

[jacks-roses.livejournal.com]

Delivered to room 112, attention Lisa Cuddy (lisacuddy).

( For Lisa: )

Delivered to room 234, attention M. Parker (mparker16).

( For Ms. Parker: )

Delivered to room 212, attention Martin Blank (oatmanspatient).

( For Martin: )

Delivered to room 217, attention Maia Rutledge (maias_notebook).

( For Maia: )

Delivered to room 239, attention Elizabeth Weir (notcalledlizzie); room 305, attention Rory Gilmore (rory__gilmore); room 305, attention Anya Jenkins (not_an_ex_demon); and the South Attic, attention Beka Valentine (valentine_tart).

( For each of them: )

Delivered to the East attic, attention Piper Halliwell (cookinggeek).

( For Piper: )

Delivered to room 408, attention Cole (demonbelthazor).

( For Cole: )

Delivered to room 505, attention Elizabeth Swann (lizzy_turner) and to room 112, attention Alanna Trebond (threeweapons).

( For both: )

Delivered to the East attic, attention Phoebe Halliwell (future_visions).

( For Phoebe: )

Delivered to the East attic, attention Phoebe Halliwell (future_visions).

( For Phoebe: )

Delivered to room 305, attention Rory Gilmore (rory__gilmore).

( For Rory: )

Delivered to room 239, attention Elizabeth Weir (notcalledlizzie).

( For Elizabeth: )

Down in the second floor common room (Tuesday night)

[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

Anders is stretched out on a couch with a bag of peanuts, watching Baseball Tonight on ESPN. He's been here since 5 in the afternoon and hasn't moved much since.

He hasn't died of the hangover after all. This is a huge relief.

And he's discovered that he really likes baseball. Too bad he didn't find this out until the postseason was well underway.

Late, late at night on Tuesday

[threeweapons.livejournal.com]

While everyone else was at the party getting drunk, Alanna wondered around the school, tacking up posters and trying very, very hard not to laugh.

"Have a good time last night? Awesome! Got completely drunk? That's not bad too! Need to face school today? Bummer!

Stop by the clinic before three am tonight or before noon tomorrow, recieve some of Alanna's hangover remedy. Just try not to throw up on her in the process."

Room #305

[not-an-ex-demon.livejournal.com]

After another long night, Anya heads to her room.

She's disappointed she missed Jack but decides she call and yell at him for not being there tomorrow.

"Did he even get my note?" she wonders to herself as she dozes off.







ooc: mun heading off to do homework for the night.

Half-naked in the halls

[valentine-tart.livejournal.com]

It's not even that late, really, when Beka dares Cally to unbutton her flight-suit and walk her home to South Attic.

Beka's grinning, though. Walking through the halls in a sheer black bra with her shirt tied around her waist is dumb, silly, and fun in a totally harmless way.

Room 407, Tuesday [Private]

[carter-i-am.livejournal.com]

Sam is nervously pacing around the room, mouthing the words to a speech she really doesn't know how to give.