Gym, Early Saturday Afternoon

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Callisto is alone in the gym.

Gripping an upside-down lacrosse stick in each hand, she's moving through what appear to be some sort of sword forms.

She probably wouldn't mind some sort of company...

[ooc: Come and play with me...Callisto won't bite. Unless you're certain members of the undead.]

Morning Dorm Deliveries

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Delivered to room 234, attention Miss Parker (mparker16).
( For Miss Parker: )

South Attic: Sunday morning

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After a night spent on the Maru to try to regroup from detention, Beka returned to South Attic. When studying failed to be productive, she recorded a highly encrypted personal log.

[private - NFB]
( Supplemental Captain's Log, Sunday 10.16.whoknowswhen - I hate detention )

[/private]

Finished recording, Beka stared at the comm like a poisonous pitsnake. Did I really just whine into my logs? "Maru-mani, delete last entry," she snapped. "Confirm."

There came a string of annoying chirps, then the Maru's computer responded, Supplemental log deleted.

Satisfied, Beka stripped down and changed into jogging pants and a tank. Crunches. Crunches were always good. Push-ups too. They'd keep her mind off other things.


[OOC: Beka's open to interaction, she's just emo. There are people she needs to talk to, and today's a good day for me personally to do some of it. The door is warded, but invitations will be issued if necessary. Individual threads can be broadcast, except as specifically noted.]

"More Banthabell, Padawan"--Get Yer Copy Here!

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Barbossa set up a table just outside of the dorms, then flopped into the folding chair.

The CD player next to him was playing the galaxy's most sullen version of "Little Bunny Foo Foo". The table in front of him was covered in ( CDs )

.

A hand-written sign noted that the CDs were for sale for the "Most reasonable $5 or a bottle o' rum."

Barbossa smiled and waited for the money to start rolling in.

Sunday evening, in the gym

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Kitty enters a small room adjacent to the main gym and flips on the lights. A bar stretches, waist-high, across a wall of mirrors. She sits down on a stack of mats, peels off her legwarmers and changes her sneakers to ballet shoes. Her blue leotard and tights are comfortably worn, but not threadbare. She begins her ballet stretches.

Lockheed flies in and settles on the mats, stretching out and resting his chin on his front legs to watch.

[ooc: Company welcome.]

Outside Room 305

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Years of special ops training paid off. Kawalsky stealthily approached Room 305, Anya's room, and stuck an envelope to her door. In his best Jack writing it said "ANYA" on the envelope, and inside was a..( picture and a note. )

Kawalsky then sneaks away back to bed.

Early Sunday Evening in room 402

[wraithbaitjohn.livejournal.com]

*Shep is poking at his computer. He's actually not playing Sims this time. Much to the annoyance of anyone who can hear it, the same four seconds of "Burning Down the House" can be heard over and over again periodically as he pokes away at the keyboard. Every few minutes the section of music changes, but always has to repeat several times before moving on.*

*Since returning from his run with Cam, Lizzie and Aeryn, he's discovered that his 'minorly twisted' ankle may be in worse shape than he thought. He debates going to the clinic, but isn't quite sure he can walk that far on his own. For now, he has it elevated on an extra pillow and is just trying to stay off it.*

*The door is open in case any one wants to shoot him for playing the same damn line over and over come in and chat.*




[ooc: I'll be around for the next 2 hours or so - starting at 6:30 CDT - so please stop in. The mun finally finished the SGA vid from hell. If you have AIM and want to see/beta, feel free to ask and Shep can set you up. :)]

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Signs go up all over the dorm hallways, ( reading: )

At the gym

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Belthazor was in a foul mood.

He decided to go down to the gym to work out some aggression. He could control the strength of his fireballs such that they wouldn't do any serious damage and was currently using random objects in the gym for target practice.

Destroying something would feel a lot better, though.

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[apocalypsesoon.livejournal.com]

John left Sam's room on his way back to his dorm, nothing to do and a full night to do it.

Flyer posted in the first floor lobby

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( Flyer )

Text:

Dance Club!
Anyone else here interested in dance?
Sign up here, or contact Kitty Pryde, East Attic.

Any teacher interested in sponsoring us, please let me know. - Kitty.