EMAIL: ALL: You are cordially invited to an outing....

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

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.. courtesy of John Crichton and our newest student, Angel.

Date: Tonight
Time: 10pm, FHT _{(10 EST in real-time)}
Place: Caritas, the karaoke bar in Fandom Town

WHY: To welcome our newest compadre to Fandom High.

Also? To watch him sing Manilow.

You can't pay for that kind of entertainment, people.

Hope to see you there, or meet us outside the front doors of the school at 10pm.


[[This email is sent to all students, as well as faculty. You can RSVP if you have concerns.]]

Tuesday Afternoon, Room 402

[wraithbaitjohn.livejournal.com]

Having finally convinced the hospital staff that he was a 'big boy', and since his injury was to neither his head or his feet, he was released on his recognisense.

After getting back to the dorm, he carefully opened the door and slipped inside before the kitten his roommate had emailed him about could sneak out. Because the last thing he felt up to was chasing the damn thing down the hall. He'd probably damage the other arm. Or worse a leg. 'Cause there was no way he was using crutches any time soon.

He had a whole boatload of medical crap either tucked under his arm or in his sling. He sets the four prescription bottles on the desk along with the folder that has his x-rays and all kinds of notes and stuff he was supposed to bring to Dr. Wilson on Friday at his appointment. He also had gauze and tape to cover the stitches.

He dropped his bags under his desk and flopped on the bed, cradling his arm, which now hurt like hell from the walk back to the dorm and up the stairs. He checked the time. Still another hour before he could take another pill. Damn.

Hauling himself out of bed, and cursing himself for not remembering before he lay down, he cracks the door open (the monster kitten hasn't been sighted yet, but he knows it has to be around somewhere), grabs the marker off the clip and scribbles, "The prodigal Shep has returned. Now in one piece." Then goes back in and lays on the bed, finding his own sheets and pillows ridiculously comfortable and comforting.

He suspects he may regret not bothering to get his boots off, but it just seems like too much of a bother.

[ETA: fixed the subject line to say Tuesday... seriously, the mun just wants it to be after work tomorrow.]




[ooc: mun will be in and out tonight, so if Shep doesn't answer the door straight away, assume his pills put him to sleep.]

Suite 239/240

[2ls-in-oneill.livejournal.com]

Jack is back.

And has nothing to do.

He is currently laying on his bed in his room, bored out of his mind and hoping one of his roommates actually comes back and gives him something to do.

Safe Walk

[threeweapons.livejournal.com]

Alanna sat behind the desk, Marty's packet's laid out in front of her.

[In the Gym, Tuesday Late Afternoon/Early Evening]

[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

Anders wheels the last of the Pyramid court panels into place on the gym floor, surveying his handiwork with a pleased expression. They're solid but easily movable, and exactly regulation size. Getting them down here from the Shop classroom was easier than he'd expected, too, thanks to Kara and Lee showing up to help.

The only thing marring his elation is the fact that he has to use masking tape to lay out the court lines. Still, he takes a ridiculous amount of geeky joy in measuring them as precisely as he can, marking out the boundaries and neutral zones. He even adds a little "FH" in the neutral zone at center court, for fun.

Standing in the middle of the court to do his stretches, he sets the ball down and waits for Kara to show up.

Outside the dorms, before Caritas

[notstakedyet.livejournal.com]

At 10pm FHT Angel stood out in front of the dorms as per his agreement with Parker.

To say that he clearly had the attitude of a prisoner being lead towards his execution vastly misunderstood how much he would have cheerfully asked "Shouldn't I be wet?" if someone offered him the use of an electric chair as a last-minute option.

He checked his watch and waited for Parker to show.

[ooc: Come! Join! Mock! We'll gather here then head over to Caritas at around 10:30 Eastern]

[ooc: And we're off!. Come join over there now.]