A sign appears around the dorms....

[valentine-tart.livejournal.com]

Wanted: one interviewee.
Needed: by ten p.m. EST.
For: Journalism final project.
Must be: a student, and someone I don't know well.
What's in it for you: I won't flunk money.

Contact: Beka Valentine.

((And now I go to work, to discover just how bored I can be.))

On the Roof

[defiantlyyours.livejournal.com]

Number 6 is on the roof of the dorms, constructing some sort of aerial contraption. He is being very careful to avoid the large jet-like craft next to him.

Secret Santa Deliveries!

[kikidelivers.livejournal.com]

For ( Anakin Skywalker: )

For ( Faith: )

For ( Lana: )

For ( Alanna Trebond: )

For ( Bagoas: )

For ( Logan Huntzburger: )

Psych Poster

[the4thsister.livejournal.com]

Do you want to win a prize? Come to Study Hall or the library anytime today and take a memory test.

For more information contact Paige Matthews or Jack Harkness (who despite having lost his memory seems to know exactly what he's doing.)

Flier goes up around the dorms

[12parseckessel.livejournal.com]

( Solstice Bonfire! )

If you can't read it, it says:

Join us at the Beach for Fire, Feasting and Charity as we see the longest night of the year out.

Wednesday December 21, starts at Sunset

Fire and Food are Free.
Bring a toy for Toys for Tots.

Room 333: For Death

[lovelylana.livejournal.com]

Lana leaves another Secret Santa present. She's really enjoying getting to play elf for so many different people.

( Read more... )

Friday Dorm Flower Deliveries

[jacks-roses.livejournal.com]

( Delivered to the West Attic, attention Lana Lang: )

( Delivered to room 238, attention Angel: )

( Delivered to room 238, attention Angel: )

( Delivered to room 238, attention Angel: )

( Delivered to room 238, attention Angel: )

( Delivered to room 238, attention Angel: )

[Yes, all those tags are correct. There's a huge pile of flowers outside room 238.]

Friday afternoon in the West Attic

[lovelylana.livejournal.com]

Lana happily putters about in her room, cleaning and setting out some of her morning purchases. The new Ren-Faire dress is hanging by the closet door and the roses are on the desk by the window. She may be humming under her breath - or even not so under her breath at times.

She's in her room, but has the door to the common room open.

[Open for any interaction.]

From MacGyver's room...

[manofthemullet.livejournal.com]

"NOOOOOOOOOooooooOOOOOOOOoooooooOOOOOOOooooooOOOOOOO!"

2nd Floor Common Room, Friday Evening

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

Having cleared a space in the middle of the room, Bridge sits crosslegged, eyes closed. The TV is on to provide background noise.

A small coloured sphere sits in his lap. Every so often Bridge opens his eyes to glare at it.

(ooc: open for anyone.)

4th Floor Common Room - Fri Evening

[wraithbaitjohn.livejournal.com]

He'd promised Lana he'd go caroling with her that evening, but he wasn't rushing out to find her so they could leave. Instead Shep is hiding in plain sight, playing Sims in the common room.


[come hang out, but don't be surprised if Lana decides to drag convince you to go caroling too, once she finds Shep.]

Common Room Pizza parties

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

There are drinks in the common rooms of floors 2 through 6. Also? About a dozen pizzas in each. Plus popcorn, pretzels, and other junk food yummies.

DVD's of action movies like Die Hard and Tomb Raider are piled up next to the TV's.

It's almost the end of the term. Go nuts.


_{[ooc: I forgot Parker would be in New York-- but feel free to kick back and stuff your face, each Common Room has food and movies available.]}

Common room 2nd floor, morning

[cameronmitchell.livejournal.com]

Needing some room to study and get some work done, Cameron moves with his notes into the common room. It seems to work better when he doesn't see Vala's notes lying close and ends up freaking out over the huge differences.

When he runs into some stray pages from Criminal Justice, he folds them up into paper planes and flies them across the room. Soon, the room is filled with crashed airplanes and more than a few might end up flying into the hallway.

First Floor Lobby, Friday Evening

[bugofjustice.livejournal.com]

The Tick is sitting in his usual seat. Lockheed is on the couch as normal.

And in front of Tick is a stack of papers. Exams. Tick glares at the exams. He could swear they're glaring back at him. He pulled out an orange pen and uncapped it. He is positive the exams are getting ready to strike.

They are locked in a holding pattern, neither one prepared to make the first move.

Lockheed sighs.

"Well," Tick sats, "so much for getting a head start." He recaps the pen and suggests to himself, "I should probably let Rory take the first stab at them this weekend."

When he puts the pen back in his pocket the exams seem to relax.

Lockheed decided to fly off for a while, far away from this insanity.

[OOC: Open to interaction if there are people around who haven't already claimed a spot in a common room.]

Evening, Beka's room

[valentine-tart.livejournal.com]

Yeah. Sorting laundry. What a fabulous idea. Beka wrinkled a nose and tossed the top into the pile of 'rancid and needs to be washed, like, now'. She didn't bother checking the mis-matched pink and red socks, just kicked them over.

Two pairs of leather pants also made it into the pile. So did two bras and one mud-covered boot. She had no %$^#ing clue where the other one was.

Still, the pile wasn't that large. Even if she'd have to be careful about the leather.

Glancing at the clock, she blew out a breath, hoping Lana had gotten her message and was around, with time for an interview. If not, it was either bullshit or beg time.

((ooc: totally no expectation on anyone's end for this, fyi))

West Attic: Friday early evening before Caroling

[lovelylana.livejournal.com]

Lana opens the door and invites Beka in. "This is kind of the common room for our suite here and my bedroom opens off of it here."

She opens that door as well and goes in. She gestures to Beka to take a seat and sits herself down in the comfortable chair by the window.