2nd Floor Common Room, late

[alchemic-bean.livejournal.com]

Edward has cleared a space on the floor in the common room and has spread out all over it. He's seated in the center of a mess of stuff... some books are piled and scattered about, there are several bags and vials of strange-looking material mixed in with notes and loose chalk. He will occasionally mix some ingredients together and clap, then fiddle with the result.

He's clearly up to something.

[OOC: Come poke at Ed, he's bored.]

Sunday Jog

[wraithbaitjohn.livejournal.com]

Anyone coming?

4th Floor common room

[notstakedyet.livejournal.com]

Angelus was sprawled out comfortably across one of the couches in the fourth floor common room. In his hands was the brand new Blackberry that he'd stolen bought while on his vacation with Darla.

It was possible that he was text messaging friends. It was also possible that he was downloading porn. Those of you placing bets on www.naughtynuns.edu would probably win a lot of money.

[ooc: Thread with Angela is locked but okay for broadcast. Anyone who would like to chat with him can feel free to say they were there either before or after Angela showed up. =) ]

The Dorm Roof, Evening

[bugofjustice.livejournal.com]

The Tick was sitting on the roof alone. It was a nice night, but he couldn't quite enjoy it. He was Concerned.

He wasn't much in the mood for company tonight. That probably had something to do with the fact that he was holding a letter from his sidekick from The City, Arthur. He looked to be pondering something pretty deeply.

[OOC: He is open to interaction no matter what he thinks up above, even if he might seem a little distracted. I will post the contents of the letter eventually. I have to write it first, though.]

Second Floor Common Room, Evening

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

Bridge is sprawled out on the Common Room floor, various mechanical parts and wires scattered around him. Every so often, he picks something up and adds it to his current contraption.

The TV is on and providing background noise.

(ooc: open, of course)

Gym, early evening

[cameronmitchell.livejournal.com]

He kept missing out on his morning runs lately. He knew why, but there was not much he could do about it. Deciding that wearing himself out might help, Cameron headed down to the gym. He put on the gloves and approached the punch bag, trying to remember what Aeryn had thought him, he started to hit the bag.