Monday Dorm Deliveries

[jacks-roses.livejournal.com]

[OOC: LJ just coughed up a bunch of comments into Jack's mailbox. Either Gmail or LJ or both were acting up, so I apologize for the delay in these. :( If you don't see a delivery go up within a day of the order, or if you've ordered anything recently that isn't in those below, ping me at belthazorfh on AIM.]

( Delivered to Jenny Calendar, Fandom High: )

( Delivered to Logan Echolls, Fandom High: )

( Delivered to Archie Kennedy, room 115: )

( Delivered to Cole Turner, South Attic: )

4th Floor Common Room, Late Afternoon

[kikidelivers.livejournal.com]

The flight back from Karikya had been a long one, and the damp air and threatening drizzle for most of the trip hadn't helped. It had taken some effort to get up this morning, but at least she'd had time to study for her Magical Theory test.

Now? It was time for brain-rotting TV coupled with body-rotting junk food. Kiki's sprawled on one of the couches, channel surfing between Nonspecific Clinic, As the Globe Revolves and the children's program Rye Road and eating a bowl of chocolate-frosted sugar bombs. With milk. That's healthy - honest.

She's amazingly interruptable, and she'll probably share her cereal of questionable nutritional value, should anyone want some.

Animal-Balancing Contest (evening, FHT - first floor lobby)

[auroryborealis.livejournal.com]

Rory arrived in the lobby balancing a tank with a wee turtle in it against one hip, a box from J,GOB in the opposite arm, and a flying puppy on a leash leading her.

She tied Vladdie to the leg of a table, set Yoda's tank and the cake down, and looked around to see what she still needed to set up.

[Yes, even crack-addled ideas like this need OCD threads. Wait for 'em. They're up, but play on the contest itself won't start until 5:30 EST.

ETA: And yes, it originally said it was in the afternoon. This is now set about 8:30 PM FHT.

SON OF ETA: You can eat cake now. Rufus is here!]

School Beautification Committee Meeting, 4th floor common room, 7:00 PM FST

[demonbelthazor]

Promptly at 7:00, Bel arrived at the fourth floor common room, cookies in hand. Because cookies always made meetings better. Especially ones you were stuck doing because of your BFF arch-nemesis BFF. He had things he'd rather be doing, but in an attempt to prove he wasn't evil anymore, he put on a good face and tried to do the best he could with the job. Any mischief along the way was purely a bonus.

Monday 3-13: WHSG - 6:30PM

[lovelylana.livejournal.com]

Lana sets out brownies and various other things to eat and drink. She's not sure how many people will show up, if any, since everyone seems to be still recovering from their vacation.

Still she feels that she should at least make an effort to have the club. She snags a brownie, puts her feet up and pulls out her book to read until people show up or 7:30, whichever comes first.