Around the dorms, Tuesday morning

[peter--parker.livejournal.com]

Peter wasn't sure how he felt about this. On one hand, he was a man of nature and science and he was pretty sure this was an offense to both. On the other hand, it was really funny in a disturbing way.

But now that he had printed so many stickers, he had no choice but to use them.

( Cut for image. Warning: You may be struck blind. )

Not only were they stuck on every posting board Peter could find in the building, but there was a stack of them in every common room for people to take.

The payback for this was going to be terrible, but it would be worth it.

[OOC: I really think I should apologize for this. But I'm not going to!]

Fifth Floor Common Room --Tuesday Morning -- Noonish

[sensethevisions]

Phoebe was enjoying hanging out on the fifth floor with all of the new people that were exploring the school from top to bottom.

She had spent a lot of yesterday running back and forth between the clinic and the attic, trying to deal with things in her mind.

She had spent Saturday night at the clinic with Nadia and trying to figure out how to help with Walter and Pippi. She knew a lot about possession since she had been here.

But now, her friends were in the clinic.

Phoebe flopped down on the couch and started flipping through the channels on the TV. She needed a distraction.



[[OOC: Open for all of your fifth floor common room needs and interaction.]]

2nd Floor Common Room: Tuesday Afternoon

[multi-madrox.livejournal.com]

Jamie? He always makes good on his threats promises.

The common room is set up for your movie watching pleasure. Unfortunately the only choices available might be a little odd.

[ooc: For Aeryn, but anyone else is welcome to join]

The Gym - Late Tuesday Morning

[once-a-king.livejournal.com]

Peter hadn't gone to the gym yesterday, but his conscience wouldn't let him miss two days in a row.  So after rummaging through cereals in the common room to find one marginally less pastel than the rest, he headed downstairs.

Vaguely surprised that no one else was already there, Peter started his warmup then moved onto the heavy bag.  Because one day, he wasn't going to lose an unarmed sparring match.


[OOC: Open for any interaction of course!]

Around the dorms, Tuesday

[dude-its-jude.livejournal.com]

A slouching figure zoomed through the halls, leaving a trail of posters in his wake and managing to avoid most doorframes, doors, walls, and other people.

( The poster. )

Text:
Slumber Party!
4th Floor Common Room
Wednesday Night
Snacks, Games, and more!
Bring your own pillow

[[Anyone who wants to trip him up, go ahead.]]

1st Floor Lobby: Tuesday Afternoon

[lovechildblair.livejournal.com]

Blair was on his way downstairs when something stranged happened in the stairwell. One minute he was bouncing along, the next he was sitting on his butt in a daze. He staggered out into the lobby and sat on the nearest chair.

"That was weird, man." Blair shook his head and looked down at his bare legs and I ♥ Egypt boxers.

"Where are my pants?!"

2nd Floor Common Room: evening

[auroryborealis.livejournal.com]

Rory was curled up on the couch with a small ball of fuzz in her lap and a turtle tank on couch beside her.

Vladdie would occasionally nod and give a small noise in his sleep as he slowly woke. And Rory, meanwhile, just flipped through the channels in boredom.

[open to all!]

Gym - Evening

[threeweapons.livejournal.com]

Alanna was in the gym, happily beating up the punching bag not-so-fondly known as "Jon". Faithful was stretched out on his usual windowsill, sometimes making comments about Alanna's form and aim. The girl and cat could probably be easily distracted.

5th Floor Common Room, Tuesday Afternoon

[rocketbitch.livejournal.com]

James had commandeered a corner of the common room and was partaking in what be firmly believed to be a noble purpose. There was a silly hat that absolutely needed to be made. He had all of his necessary supplies handy - a glue stick, a stapler, some duct tape, a hat that was leftover from one of his various on-duty disguises, and an armload of random stuff to be stuck onto it.

He was hard at work, trying to staple an empty pudding cup onto the front of the hat, humming to himself all the while.

Fortunately, the hat wasn't on his head at the time.

{OOC: Open for all of your commonly roomness necessities. Also, now finally in the proper community, yay! *facepalm*}

Floor 5 corridor, Tuesday morning

[moonbrain-tam.livejournal.com]

Dreams of someone sticking their hands into your brain was disturbing. They were even worse when those hands were wearing blue rubber gloves. River could still feel the pain when she woke up and her heart just didn't seem to be able to slow down.

Wrapped in her duvet she ran screamin through the corridor.

4th Floor Girls' Bathroom, Tuesday Evening.

[bound2blade.livejournal.com]

Staring intently at the faint white line of her roots in the mirror, Sakurazaki carefully ran the delicate brush of dye along each strand. Each stroke was even, balanced and practised, filling the greyish gaps between her hair and her scalp expertly. It wasn't showing through much, really; she was probably the only person who would ever notice, but it was still too much for her.

She had slipped into the bathroom a little bit ago, showering again although it wasn't necissary, just to wet her hair as she pulled it from her ponytail. It wouldn't lay flat unless she washed and dried it again, and it now hung flatly about her shoulders as she leaned close into the mirror. She was nearly done, and then she'd only have to wait a little bit for the dye to dry. Shouldn't be a problem; she didn't imagine too many people would need to use the bathroom for too long at this hour. She brought her toothbrush just in case, though.

When she finished, she carefully wrapped the dying tools up in paper towels and shoved them deep into the trash so no one would notice them. She was probably being overly obsessed about the whole secret, but she couldn't help it. She stared at her own eyes in the mirror contemplatively while she waited, listening for any opening doors.

[[OOC: Open, but i don't really plan on spending too much time in the bathroom. just kinda wanted to get this little detail out. hehe Could be interesting; I think Sakurazaki knows a total of two girls from her floor, so...]]

Up on the roof, Tuesday after sunset.

[ranma-sao.livejournal.com]

The roof isn't too bright especially after dark but if anyone went up and looked carefully, they might notice Ranma sitting on the roof edge with his feet dangling off the edge of the building. He's being quiet so people could pass through without noticing him and he wouldn't say anything to alert them.

((OOC: For any evening roofy needs.))