The stairs, Friday night, late

[nadiathesaint]

Nadia made it up a couple flights before she just sort of flopped down to the ground.

She was very drunk.

It was the tequila that did it. The evil, evil tequila. And she never would have gone for the tequila if she hadn't sung.

She giggled softly to herself. That GOB. What a comedian. A master satirist. The puppet, and the deadpan. . . . And the zombies. . . .

She sighed happily to herself, and passed out on the landing.

Saturday Morning - Gym

[wraithbaitjohn.livejournal.com]

Carefully sneaking out of the room, so as not to wake Han, Shep heads down for the gym.

He hasn't had a chance to check the weather, but it looks cloudy and gray and like it just possibly may rain on him if he actually goes running, so he stretches and then heads for a treadmill.

[ooc: LJ seems to be speaking to me again... come bother Shep or use the gym for... whatever. :)]

Third Floor Common Room, Evening

[psycho-barbie.livejournal.com]

Sick of pacing in her room, Callisto moved her pacing to the common room.

Nervous, her? Don't be silly.

[ooc: primarily for notstakedyet, but it's not like we can stop you joining in]

Fifth Floor Common Room, Saturday afternoon

[walter-n-wires.livejournal.com]

Walter and Pup surveyed the common room. After catching Pippi's last message, he'd decided to come see what his new pet had done.

It appeared that the common room needed more than just a new TV, it also needed a new floor lamp. He'd better get that taken care of quickly before there was another superball war.

He sat down on the couch and held Pup up in front of his nose. "No more chasing monkeys through the dorms, do you hear me?"

Pup whined and stuck his tongue up Walter's nose.

[ooc: Open to all. Just bored on a Saturday.]

First stop: Room 238

[demonbelthazor]

Bel hurried from Callisto's room downstairs to Angel's. First stop, change clothes. He hoped the roommate wasn't around.

Fortunately the key to the room was in his pocket. He changed into clothes he felt more comfortable in, and couldn't resist when he found leather pants hidden in the back of the closet. You could put a soul in a vampire, it seemed, but you couldn't completely take away his leather. He grabbed the leather coat, too.

Only then did it occur to him that if he was in Angel's body...then where was his body? Oh, hell.


[Open to anyone who wants to interrupt, um, "Angel," on his way to or from 238 and the attic.]

2nd Floor Common Room: early-to-midafteroon

[auroryborealis.livejournal.com]

Rory sat curled up in a chair in the common room, watching Bitterwoman and huddled in a blankie.

She was quite clearly very, very ill. This was evidenced by...nothing, really, except that she would tell anyone who asked, in no uncertain terms, that she was, in fact, very, very ill.

So ill, actually, that she would almost certainly retire to her room and not want to be interrupted at all the entire evening, really. Absolutely not. And this sudden illness had nothing to do with anything said on the radio, or any sneaky plans. Really.

Seriously.

[ooc: Open to anyone. Come call her on being a really bad liar and/or mock her completely fake sickness. Ror'll be heading out to do something else later in the afternoon, though. :)]

ETA: Rory has left the common room, whee. But it's still here for your 2nd floor needs.

Email: URGENT - standard encryption

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

TO: I-Club Magic Division [All magic types]
[omitted: Phoebe Halliwell]
FROM: Parker
RE: ANGEL SOUL EMERGENCY!
CC: Miss Calendar, Professor Tick, Dr. House
bcc: John Crichton, Aeryn Sun

Okay, anyone on this list who knows about how to switch souls-- contact me IMMEDIATELY! Someone got creative last night, and there's a small crisis regarding Angel's body, soul, and a certain idiot named Belthazor.

Reply to the whole list, so we can plan a counter-treatment now.

John? Your roommate's gone whacko again. The guy in the body is Belthazor. Look around for Cole Turner, and the person wandering in that corpus is Wings.

- Parker

Outside Locker 327

[charlieeppes.livejournal.com]

The blackboards remained in place from last week. Charlie looked around in satisfaction. He'd brought a thermos of coffee, and was honestly intending to break for brunch at some point. Really.


mainly for Chloe, Broots and CJ. And the locker, of course.

Outside of the Dorms, Sat. Afternoon

[alchemic-bean.livejournal.com]

Edward was amusing himself by gluing quarters to the sidewalk outside the dorm. However, he quickly ran out of spare change and, when bored with that, started idly kicking around the soccer ball.

Hallway 2nd floor, morning

[cameronmitchell.livejournal.com]

Still too sore to actually make it down to the gym, Cameron decided that a walk might be in order. He left Vala sleeping (she'd made it back late and he had the vague suspicion that he really didn't want to know her thoughts on the move) and headed into the hallway.


((Mostly for Logan, but if anyone wants to witness this run in, that's always possible...))

Outside the dorms, late afternoon

[notstakedyet.livejournal.com]

After leaving Smith's office Angel and Logan walked through the halls. Mindful of the ever-present cameras, Angel made sure to be careful of what he was saying.

"There's got to be more," he said. "More I can do, more that we can do that - "

Angel paused.

They had come to the school's front doors. Someone had left them open, which meant that there was nothing in the way of the sunlight that was trailing in.

Almost mesmerized, Angel walked slowly towards it.

[ooc: safe for broadcast but locked to Logan just for a sec Never mind, he's in Callisto's room now.]

Third Floor Common Room, Saturday Evening

[peter--parker.livejournal.com]

Peter's sociology book was in front of him. He really wanted to read it. Really. But then again tonight was Enchanted on the WS network. Peter hadn't watched the show in years and he felt kind of amazed that it was still on the air. Oh well, it was better than sociology, anyway.

[OOC: Open to all!]

Roof, Evening

[cyclopeanmerc.livejournal.com]

Pip kicked the door open to the roof and walked out with his guitar in one hand and a six pack in the other.

Don't ask where the six pack came from. He opened up a can and took a sip. Following that he, in order, pulled out a cigarette, lit it, took a deep drag, and pulled out his guitar.

The idea was to play something fast, bouncy, and LOUD. Get the whole dorm to dance.

[[OOC: Anyone who wants to come up and party with Pip, come on.]]