Second Floor Girl's Bathroom - Thursday Night

[absolutesnark]

Piper, for once, decided she should be more social, so she wandered the dorms searching for people in a common room. Of course, she tried the second floor first.

She headed into the girl's bathroom first.

[ooc: I blame everyone in chat for this, omg!]

Fifth floor common room, Friday morning

[nadiathesaint]

Nadia should probably not be trusted to make pancakes. So instead, she's sitting sideways on the couch with the television turned to an episode of Sunflower Road in which the token Latino couple of the show is teaching a baby puppet how to count in Spanish. She's humming along with the happy "let's count in Spanish" song while scribbling notes in her journal.

things to do today:
1) Get Moral from Veronica's closet
2) Have Sparks Repairs lady reprogram Moral
3) Sick Moral on Jamie for interrupting time with Walter FIVE TIMES!!!
4) Profit?

[ooc: common room is open!]

4th Floor Common Room, Friday Morning.

[bound2blade.livejournal.com]

Still in her pajamas and with very unkempt hair (she's feeling a little bitter toward the showers right now; she desperately misses Mahora's open air hot spring baths...desperately), Sakurazaki is in the kitchette of the forth floor common room, attempting to make some sort of breakfast. She is succeeding only based on a technicallity. Eggs, toast, and white rice. Her stomach rumbles slightly, but it cannot be certain if this is a demand for a feed, or a cry for help.

[[OOC: Yay, commmon room!]]

Shooting range, Friday during the day

[can_be_more]

This is Aeryn's way of trying not to get emo all over the dorms. At least here it's contained.

There's something about being able to wear her weapon here and actually shoot at something that can't fight back that's comforting. It's normal. This is a Peacekeeper standard issue pulse pistol being fired repeatedly and accurately at the special target that doesn't disintegrate when she hits it, though the paper targets might be more satisfying at the moment.

Shooting makes her feel better.


[Open, though I'll be headed back to work soon and pinging back as soon as I'm able. I'd so much rather be playing. And don't worry, she's not allowed to shoot people.]

The Gym - Late Friday Morning

[once-a-king.livejournal.com]

Because what was a morning without going to the gym?  Peter wasn't sure he wanted to find out.

So he headed down there after getting up and started his warm up.  After a few minutes, he began running through sword drills working his way from the easiest forms to the most difficult he knew.




[[OOC: Gym's open for all'y'all]]

The roof, Friday morning

[nadiathesaint]

Nadia went straight from her room to the roof, slamming every door she went through on the way and finally storming to a stop in the center.

She took a deep breath and screamed her frustration out across the town.

She stood there, chest heaving, arm, head, and foot aching, and slowly started to reign in her temper.

She sank down until she was sitting and put her arms over her head.

"I can take care of myself."

[ooc: roof is open for those willing to risk the damp, cool day.]

Hallways, noon-afternoon

[1ordinarygirl.livejournal.com]

Buffy had thought ahead and handwavily ordered samples of cheerleader uniforms. In blue and yellow, of course, occasionally with a little white. And now she was wandering the hallways, looking for people to pressgang recruit into the wonders of cheerleading and/or basketball. And those she already HAD recruited, to let them know that there would be a meeting in the gym on Saturday. So far Alec was the only one who knew about that, and while she liked Alec just fine, her and Alec alone in the gym wouldn't help her cause any.

So she grabbed her notebook, grinned at the heart next to Zack Addy's name, many, cheerleading outfits and began roaming the hallways.


ooc: Mainly for those of you who want to be involved, those of you who want to try out will get your chance later. And it'll be more fun, honest.

Fifth Floor Common Room, Evening

[demonbelthazor]

Bel was bored. Bored bored bored. So bored he was watching pro wrestling.

Actually, it was kinda cool. Fake, but cool.

2nd Floor Common Room, Early Friday Morning

[psycho-barbie.livejournal.com]

Unable to stand being alone in her room any longer, Callisto made her way up to the second floor common room.

Flopping down on the couch, she turned on the television, eventually tuning into a Slightly Demented Nun documentary.

[ooc: open to all. And for anyone interested the documentary is meant to be the one shot during the 'Art Final'.]

Third Floor Common Room, Late Friday Night

[multiplez]

Unable to sleep, Z took her SPD handbook and The Amethyst Flower and went to the common room to read. Either she'd read until she was sleepy, or somebody would come by and distract her. Either way would be fine by her.

((Open for interaction))

4th Floor Common Room, Very Late Friday Night.

[bound2blade.livejournal.com]

Oh, she knew there would be many exlaimations of great frustration, so Sakurazaki moved her paper cutting into the common room, as not to disturb a sleeping Lovegood-san. Also, she secretly hoped some other night owl would come distract her from a new technique that she was starting to believe was impossible. Within only a few moments, there was a decent pile of crumpled papers gathering on the other side of the room.

[[OOC: open. duh. And I'm trying to stay up late tonight for something tomorrow...if that make sense....so yeah.]]