Monday Dorm Deliveries

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( Delivered to Elizabeth Weir, room 239/240: )

( Delivered to Phoebe Halliwell, South Attic: )

Witch Delivery Express: Monday Morning

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Kiki knocks on CJ's door.

"Professor Cregg? I have a delivery for you."

( Delivery )

Monday 6:30: Weird Hometown Support Group

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Lana's there a little early as usual, though perhaps looking a bit more grumpy than usual. Having every attempt to eat turn into an impromptu Chemistry lesson will do that to a girl.

She has out the sign up sheet for the trip to Smallville and a variety of foods which she's eyeing with some longing.

"Angel had a good suggestion - that we open the trip up to some people who aren't in the Club. I know Angel, Callisto, Xander, Blair (and a friend possibly), Shep, and myself are planning to go. Maia had expressed interest. Anyone else in the club wanting to go? I'm thinking 20 or so people is about the max to bring along."

"Oh, and we also need to decide when we want to go. I'm good pretty much any weekend."



[OOC: Once again will be at rehearsal from about 5:15 EST till (please *GOD*) no later than 10:30. Unless the Fates hate me, which given this show is entirely possible.]

Gym, morning until lunch

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So he didn't go insane from the meditation thing this morning. Sitting still and listening to new age however had made him very restless and Cameron throws himself with extra enthusiasm into his excercises. Weights go first to toughen up his shoulder.

Second Floor Common Room

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Rory lounged on the couch, watching AKA and tossing a ball across the room, letting Vladdie chase it and bring it back. And Yoda's tank was on the coffee table, though the turtle himself was sitting on the arm of the couch beside Rory.

Because spies are distracting. As are puppies and wee tiny turtles.