Posted around the dorms, late Tuesday morning

[fh_jackass]

( Veronica Mars Investigation Kit )

Room 406

[soldtoarmenians]

Xander slaps at his alarm clock blearily. Why the hell is it a) talking, and b) talking to him about Angelus? He was having a perfectly normal, peaceful, vampire-free dream about gay penguins in space, after coming home to a perfectly blissful vampire-free room, without even a speck of new cigarette ash on his bed -- by now? He can tell -- and now the alarm is not only pissbastard enough to go off, but it feels the need to remind him that his roommate exists? Unless it's not the alarm, and the frog's started to talk now; he frankly wouldn't be suprised. "Jeremiah? Shut up," he tries, but the voice keeps talking.

As he smacks the clock again, almost knocking Jeremiah's tank off his bedside table -- "Sorry, bud." -- it finally starts to filter through to Xander that the buzzer has somehow managed to get shifted over to 'radio' and it really is talking to him about his roommate. Or at least the new sheriff is.

By the time Lamb finishes speaking, Xander's wide awake. "Well... fuck, froggie."

"Rbblert?" Jeremiah answers unhelpfully.

"Yeah, that's comforting."

South Attic: Early Tuesday morning

[valentine-tart.livejournal.com]

Beka woke early from another night of troubled dreams about slaying Bel. After almost a week of this, she knew better than to try to go back to sleep. The dreams would be worse, more violent, more awful.

She checked her chrono. Way too fucking early. "Fuck." Growling at the universe, she slid out of bed. Restless, she thought about calling Bel to come play with her in the gym. But she wouldn't drag him out of bed with Phoebe for adrenaline-soaked nightmares. She might go join them in bed, but that was different.

Alone again, then, unless she felt like waking Buffy for some slayer-training. Wilson would probably frown on that. Her ribs were fine, but he'd said ten days. So she'd lift weights instead.

Some time later, she returned from the gym sweat-soaked, pleasantly tired, and feeling much better. She showered, then flipped on the radio to see what sorts of new slanders the media had come up with for the day. It seemed an unusually quiet newsday. No sex scandals. No thefts, which disappointed her. A good high-profile heist would've been something fun to contemplate. Maybe she'd see if Amanda and Chi were up to a little something...

She'd just reached over to turn it off when she heard the words "New evidence has arrived in the case of Katherine Pryde". Huh. Well that was good news...

( Angelus? )

Tuesday Afternoon

[fh_jackass]

Veronica was on her way back to the dorm when she spotted Logan in the hall. Without thinking twice, she stalked over, grabbed his arm and dragged him into the nearby girls bathroom.
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[RP'd via email.]

Working out some issues [Gym, early afternoon]

[emo-padawan.livejournal.com]

Meditation was just not going to work today--there was too much tension in the air. After his conversation with Faith, Anakin headed back to his room to ditch the more cumbersome parts of his Jedi uniform and headed down to the gym.

There was a punching bag down there he could take some aggression out on without scaring too many people.

Although the look in his eyes wasn't putting him in the running for the cuddliest person on campus any time soon.

((In room 305))

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

Since she has been on the "He's a big, evil bloodsucker" bandwagon since day one, The news this morning didn't really faze Anya.

However, she didn't really feel like telling Rory I told you so YET so she decides to head downtown for a bit after studying.

On her way to the clinic

[valentine-tart.livejournal.com]

After her conversation with Bel, Beka took just long enough to smoke a cigarette and get herself together before pulling out her cell to call Buffy and Illyana.

Neither was in, so she left voice messages telling them that this was a frame job, and neither of them should do a damned thing without talking to her first. For Buffy, in particular, she hoped that would be enough.

Then, and only then, did she let herself feel. By the time she got back to school grounds, no one would've doubted her for being in a state of shock. She wasn't even sure she wasn't.

Morning Run - 2nd Floor Corridor

[notcalledlizzie.livejournal.com]

Elizabeth was up and dressed, and knocking on the door to Cameron's room.

"Cam? You up? Told you I'd come and fetch you one morning."


[[Slow-played due to RL and the evil that is time zones]]

4th Floor Common Room

[wraithbaitjohn.livejournal.com]

Following Dr. Wilson's advice, Shep is laying on a couch in the common room with a warm washcloth over his face. There are mostly full packages of Aleve and Sudafed and half a bottle of orange juice on the nearby table.

The t.v. is set to Jeopardy! since you don't actually need to *see* it to know what's going on and Shep can be heard muttering about 3/4 of the answers from behind his navy blue washcloth.

"What is... the bright idea of bringing kittens to study hall? They're fucking adorable, but there are some of us who kind of... you know like to breathe. And I wasn't doing too well with that before the terrible tabby trio took hold of me."



[come poke. He's sick, but friendly]

Room 306 -- Jack hits his room to pack

[anextimeagent.livejournal.com]

Still kind of dazed by how rapidly things are happening, Jack heads up to his room to pack his things for a move to the TARDIS.

2nd Floor Common Room

[sakuracchyan.livejournal.com]

Sakura, bored and stuck with nothing to do, wanders into the Common Room and curls into the corner of one of the couches with a notebook. It was getting stuffy in her room, and maybe here someone could distract her from doing nothing. She started at the notebook in her lap and frowned, opening it and flipping to a blank page. She gnawed on the end of her pen a moment before she started writing.

Safe Walk Tuesday 11/14

[12parseckessel.livejournal.com]

The Safe Walk table is up, and the comments are ready.

Han is perusing a holographic catalogue of ship parts as he sits at the table.

Room 406, Tuesday Evening

[fh_jackass]

Continued from here.


Logan knocked on the door once, waited for an answer, then swept his hand towards the lock generously. "It's all yours," he said to Callisto.

((In room 305))

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

Anya slips back into her room after her trip to the bookstore, Anya returns to her dorm room right at 10. 

She doesn't see Rory, and decides she probably not coming home tonight.  Bummer, she was interested to hear what she thought about the news earlier today.

She puts on her favorite pajamas and  looks over the tutor proposal again.

Dorms, Generally

[carter-i-am.livejournal.com]

Sam struggled to open the door to the dorms. She was carrying three wooden pieces of the bunny hutch over from Shop Class, her hands were full, and she couldn't really see where she was going. She would reassemble them in Parker's room, but first she needed to get all the segments over to the dorms.

"Thank goodness I only have to carry them up one flight," she muttered. She finally pulled the door open, catching it with her foot and wiggling in the rest of the way.