Safe Walk Volunteers

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Message posted on Bulletin Board:

Still looking for additional members for Safe Walk Program.

Students would be an escort for any student wishing to go to town during the evening hours. Please sign up below.

Introductory Meeting: Tuesday Night, 2nd Floor Common Room 5:00 PM EST

Second floor common room, Monday night

[fates_jaye]

Jaye is bored. Jaye has the remote control. And the rest of that Halloween candy she's not planning on finishing.

And ooh, November means sweeps...


((Someday when I get bored, I'll get a life. For now, I'd rather make common room posts.))

On the Maru: Waiting for Angelus - NFB and locked

[valentine-tart.livejournal.com]

After leaving the clinic without once meeting Phoebe or Bel's eyes, Beka couldn't get to the Maru fast enough. Right now, if she saw another human, she'd either kill them or cry. Since the former would probably do a lot more for her state of mind, it was probably a very good idea she'd chosen to meet Angelus here.

While she stalked across campus to her ship, she commed Buffy. "Buffy? Change of plans. I need you out at my ship now, and gone before a half an hour is up. I don't want you near Angelus with me in this mood. This isn't a request."

"Yes, my Morning Star," she responded.

"Don't be hurt, Buffy. I don't ask for things much. I'm letting you help me. That's a lot."

"I know."

"Good. See you very soon."

Fifteen minutes later, she was handing Buffy her note, and telling her to go see if Phoebe and Bel needed theirs dropped off. Before Buffy left, she kissed her forehead. "Thank you."

Buffy left, not running, but walking fast, and soon she was out of sight. Beka settled back against the hull of her ship, drawing comfort from the feel of home. She lit a cigarette and waited for Angelus.

Dorm Roof, Monday Evening...

[aka-vala.livejournal.com]

Vala sat up on the roof of the dorms, feeling restless. Since curfew meant the town was off limits by this hour, the roof was really the only place left to get outside and breathe.

Room 402, Evening

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Wesley walks briskly down the hall. He's a bit white around the nostrils. He opens his door, walks in -- in no way stomping --, closes the door, throws open his trunk, grabs a book, and throws himself down on the bunk with it.

Somebody rude enough to look closely would see that it appears to be a photostat of The Necronomicon.

In the third floor common room (locked to Veronica)

[auroryborealis.livejournal.com]

Rory flops on the couch after the StuCo meeting, and absently flips on the TV. She momentarily considers going to get Vladdie, but decides against it. He's probably still asleep, anyway.

[ooc: Conversation is NFB simply because we don't want V's sooper-sekrit clues to hit the airwaves yet. But it's totally fine if V and Ror are seen talking.]

Lockheed: First Floor Lobby, Evening

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[OOC: As the new custodian of the Lockheed NPC (thank you, phasesofkitty for entrusting him to me), I'm going to be taking him out for a PC spin on a somewhat regular basis. Feel free to interact with him, even if you can't understand what he's saying. Which, you know, you won't be able to unless you understand Dragon. It'll be a fun writing exercise for me.]

Lockheed had snuck out of Room 141 carrying something. He felt that The Tick was a little too focused on silly things. Wooden dolls. Gadgets that didn't work. And this thing. It was a hat made out of marshmallows. How weird is that? Who would have such a thing? Lockheed shook his head as he flew down the hall to the lobby.

If he was going to take care of The Tick, he was going to do it with tough love. The hat had to go. While Tick was elsewhere, probably preparing tomorrow's class on the roof or something, Lockheed would be in the lobby, sharing the hat with anyone who passed by. He snickered a little as he settled into a chair. And then he ate a Peep.

Oh. So. Pissed. - Room #234 - [open to all ]

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

"YOU HAVE TO BE KIDDING ME! GOD. DAMN. IT. NO!"

*slam*

*bang*

*bonk bonk bonk*

"...stupid, pointless, useless BRITISH IDIOTS!"

*slam*

"ARGGGGHHHHH!"

Room 305

[fh_jackass]

Logan knocked on the door to Rory's dorm room and when there was no answer, he pushed the door open. Stepping into the room, he flipped on the lights and nearly tripped over the bundle of fur circling his legs. "Hey, Vladdie," he said. He scooped up the little dog and flopped down on Rory's bed. Vladdie wagged his tail frantically and licked Logan's nose. Logan grinned and scratched the puppy behind the ear.