Dorm hallways, around lunchtime

[demonbelthazor]

Bel was skulking. He was too restless to stay caged in his room, but he didn't want to hang out in a common room like this, either. So he skulked, roaming the hallways, trying to avoid people, pausing every five minutes to try to force himself back into human form. So far, no luck.

This sucked.

Fourth Floor Common Room - Tuesday Morning

[saltandammo.livejournal.com]

Dean ushered Alec in and pushed him in the direction of the couch.

"Trust me," he said as he headed for the coffee pot. "You'll feel a lot better once you get some caffiene." He wasn't smirking at Alec's drowsiness, not at all.

Well, maybe a little.

Dean himself was not only wide awake, bright eyed and bushy tailed -- not literally although he did actually check this morning just in case -- but was so after less sleep than he usually got and with no caffiene. He couldn't figure out if he was grateful about this or disgusted.

5th Floor Common Room - mid afternoon Tuesday.

[once-a-king.livejournal.com]

England wasn't playing and he'd missed the France-Switzerland match earlier, but after reading about the excellence of the Brazilian team, Peter rather wanted to watch a match of theirs.

So he settled in on one of the couchs in the Common Room with the TV tuned to the Brazil-Croatia match.  He was trying to contain his excitement at watching football again.

Gym, morning before workshops

[cameronmitchell.livejournal.com]

Still looking a bit worse for wear, Cameron was giving the tread mill a work out as he waited for Veronica to show up. He was pretty sure he was in here yesterday too, but he had a hard time remembering what exactly he had been talking about so he was going to put it down to post mummy invasion stress.

((As usual, the thread with Veronica is locked between them.

Worse for wear translation: the boy's got cuts on his face that look suspiciously like a mummy hand grabbed him in the face and there's bruises along his throat from getting choked.))

Third Floor Common Room, Tuesday Evening

[lilpunkinbelly.livejournal.com]

Dawn was watching classic movie musicals in the common room. If you could call singing along and doing strange and original choreography watching.

"Without pulling it the tide comes in,
Without your twirling it the Earth can spin,
Without your pulling it, the tide comes in
Without your twirling it, the earth can spin
Without your pushing them, the clouds roll by,
If they can do without you, ducky, so can I!"



[occ: Open to anyone who wants to join in or make her stop.]

Tuesday Evening, Gun Range

[cyclopeanmerc.livejournal.com]

Pip rammed the clip into his Glock and pulled back the slide. He switched over to his off hand before taking aim at the target and firing.

Stupid Jaque and his insistance that Pip be able to fire with both hands. Not that that abillity hadn't saved his life, but it was always a pain in the ass to practice.

He mentally reminded himself to deliver the pieces of his M-16 to Walter, as the butler had asked. Because he was probably slipping on his abillity to use it the longer he didn't have one.

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