Gym, morning before classes

[cameronmitchell.livejournal.com]

Cameron's in the gym. The black and white gym. To him anyway. It's a good thing that sweats and USAF shirts are neutral colours. His socks however are a different matter. One blue, one red.

Fourth Floor Common Room - evening

[dorky-broots.livejournal.com]

Broots had been feeling vaguely hungry and had decided to raid his floor's common room. Finding something that looked enough like food, he tossed in the microwave. He spotted an apple and added that to his pile of things to eat. He flicked the TV on to a food show and settled down, happy that there was apparently no bad side effects to the pizza last night.

Second floor common room, Thursday night

[fates_jaye]

Jaye is standing in the common room. Just standing at the moment.

Occasionally she'll do something like jump in place or attempt to juggle to see if that makes her stick to the ceiling. So far, no luck.

Gym, Thursday After lunch

[cyclopeanmerc.livejournal.com]

Pip was engaging in some shadow boxing and form work in the gym, a pair of rubber gloves over his hands.

He was still covered in glitter.

_{[[OOC: Gym be open]]}

The Dorm Roof, Thursday Evening

[actingltcrumpet.livejournal.com]

It's too dark up here to be working on his model ships, but Archie brought them up anyway, just to run his fingers along the now-completed rigging on the cutter and memorize the complicated sail workings that might come into play were this a real ship.

You couldn't say he's being emo, but he's certainly less cheerful than usual, and not particularly mentally focused either. He wouldn't mind company, but for now he just turns the model cutter over absently in his hands, takes in the feel of the cold air on his face, and wishes for some bizarre reason that he were up in the rigging again, yelling orders to the topmen.