Squirrel Campfire - A quiet Saturday morning

[strongestgirl.livejournal.com]

Pippi is sitting by the campfire, which does have a fire going.

Not a roaring fire. And not exactly "fire" per sae, more like a pile of glowing coals. It doesn't give off a lot of light but it does give off quite a bit of heat to hold back the chilly morning fog.

Also in the fire ring are a number of foil wrapped pouches, a coffee pot, and a Dutch oven from which comes the smell of baking bread.

Pippi wonders if the birds are sleeping in this morning.

[[ooc: Don't be shy about asking for some breakfast! ...If you can figure out how.]]

TTS, Saturday morning

[willbedone.livejournal.com]

Willow woke up and sleepily made her way into the living room. She put on a pot of coffee, fired up her laptop to check her email, and waited for proper wakefulness to occur.

[ooc: Open to all TTS residents as well as anyone who'd like to visit]

Meerkat Cabin, Saturday Morning

[lilpunkinbelly.livejournal.com]

Dawn woke up and padded to the bathroom, showering while there was still hot water, brushed her teeth and hair, tying it up in a ponytail because it was hot. She got dressed and grabbed a notebook and pen, then went into the living room, where she tried to write a letter to Buffy. So far she wasn't having much luck.

[ooc: Open to Meerkats and anyone else who feels like flailing.]

Saturday Morning -- Alcove A1 -- Koala Cabin

[sensethevisions]

Phoebe wasn't sure what had woken her up, but she lay curled up against Cole for a few moments. It was Saturday and Saturday meant not getting up early and having fun and relaxation.

Still...

She ran a hand through her boyfriend's hair and then looked around. The cabin was utterly silent except for some sounds of slight movement. She heard sounds of breathing so she deduced that she must be the only one awake yet.




[[Open to the Koalas and anyone who wants to check in and flail a bit]]

Seahorse living room, Saturday morning

[saltandammo.livejournal.com]

Dean stumbled blurrily to the cabin common room when he woke, making a beeline for the coffee maker kept there. After having his morning influx of caffiene, he grabbed some munchies that were laying around and settled down to surf the web with his mini comp. He'd also brought out his small portable tape deck and was currently listening to Metallica at possibly greater than friendly early Saturday morning volumes.

[ooc: open for any seahorses or friends who want to discover their larygitis]

Pangolin Cabin: outside, morning

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

Parker had gotten a hot shower (hurray!) then gotten dressed and decided to take cupcakes and croissants outside with her espresso while she ate. None of her bunk mates seemed to be awake yet, so she was sleepily watching the camp wake up.

[open to all, yay]

Flamingo living room [Morning]

[emo-padawan.livejournal.com]

Anakin had woken up early due to the emotions he'd felt from Callisto's alcove, but she hadn't cried out so he didn't want to bother her.

He had padded out into the living room, hair still mussed from sleeping, and was contemplating whether or not to make coffee.

[OOC: Open to Flamingoes and anyone thinking the counselors might have a clue what's going on. Which, until Xander arrives, they don't. But there's coffee!]

Stickbug Campfire - Early Saturday Morning

[once-a-king.livejournal.com]

Peter made a small fire in the Stickbug campfire and started to boil water for tea.  Yes, there was an easier way.  This just tasted better.

He also had cookies and marsmellows.  The breakfast of champions.

[OOC:  Open to any Stickbugs or passers-by of course]

Gun Club - CANCELLED

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

Not knowing how long this was going to last, Parker stopped by the Gun Range on her way back to the cabins, after visiting various other places in-town, and put up the following notice:

Gun Club
CANCELLED
until further notice
due to safety concerns

- Parker

[ooc: not for interaction, but if you want to stop by and react, feel free]

2nd Floor Common Room [Saturday Afternoon]

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

After recieving textmessages from Xander updating him on the situation- and the fact that everyone was going to be confined to dorms tonight- Bridge decided to venture out of 121 and up to the second floor common room. He's got the TV on and is sort of half-paying attention to it. Mostly it's just there to drown out the eerie quietness.

First Floor Lobby: Saturday Evening

[anextimeagent.livejournal.com]

Jack had handwavily been to his room, Cedric's room, and to every common room. There'd been no sign of Cedric anywhere, and no one had seen him.

But he wasn't worried.

He was simply sitting in the first floor lobby so he could enjoy the peace and quiet.

It was merely a coincidence that he could see the doors.

He was playing hangman on his whiteboard. It was easy to win when you were playing yourself.

All around the campground, Saturday afternoon

[bugofjustice.livejournal.com]

After being handwavily informed of the situation with the silence by Principal Washburn, The Tick went ahead and made a large sign. He walked all around the campground displaying it. He stopped by the cabins, the campfires, checked all of the open areas, and so on. If there was a place he missed, it was either off campus or really well hidden.

( Sign behind the cut. )

Text: ATTENTION!
ALL STUDENTS ARE TO REPORT TO THE DORMS AS SOON AS POSSIBLE. YOU WILL BE SPENDING THE NIGHT.

IT IS POTENTIALLY A MATTER OF SAFETY. EVEN IF YOU ARE ONE OF THOSE STUDENTS WHO ROUTINELY GOES OFF TO FIGHT VILLAINS, MONSTERS, AND OTHER FIENDS, REPORT TO THE DORMS. THE MAYOR IS BEING ALERTED TO THE POTENTIAL ISSUE, SO THE SITUATION WILL BE WELL IN HAND. PLEASE REPORT PROMPTLY. PLEASE DO NOT MAKE ME CARRY YOU. I WILL. THAT IS ALL.

Dean Tick

[OOC: This is the handwavey alert to all that they should move to the dorms. No interaction necessary, but if you want to react, feel free.

Also feel free to start CR posts in the dorms now.]

Puffin Campfire; Saturday Morning [ha]

[bound2blade.livejournal.com]

Sakurazaki settles under a tree as usual to intiate her meditations, just out of her shower, with her hair still a little damp and hanging around her shoulders.

She really probably should have noticed that it was usually easy to find the quiet to reach her centre today. But, for the most part, she just finds it really, really nice. Peaceful....

[[open]]

Fifth Floor Common Room - Saturday Late Afternoon

[untouchableskin.livejournal.com]

After being instructed to return to the dorms, Marie decided she may as well still cook since she had handwavy bought the food the previous day.

So she set up to start assembling lasagna in the common room. Maybe a home cooked meal would comfort some people.

Computer lab, Saturday evening

[nadiathesaint]

Nadia came in and immediately sat down at one of the computers, switching on the monitor and calling up a search engine.

Then she stared at it.

What the heck was she supposed to search for? Oh hell.

Speech eating demons

[ooc: not expecting to find anything on internet, but seemed IC to try. Open for those who talked to Nadia about research, or those who wander in. Just to let you know, Nadia's getting pretty harsh news (entirely un Hush plot related) in this post.]

Fifth Floor Common Room, Late Saturday Evening.

[sogothcally.livejournal.com]

Cally had hauled up every possible pillow and blanket she could find. She raided a couple fridges and had more than a couple kinds of ice cream.

She had a pile of incredibly happy movies stacked on the common room TV.

This was a night of comradery, ice cream, and movies where no one dies, and possibly all falling asleep in the common room.

[ooc: Ooooooopen. And this time in the right place.]

Gym, Saturday night

[tyler-gone.livejournal.com]

Even silent, Tyler seemed especially confident as he waited for people to show up in the gym. He was barefoot, and clad in a tank top and sweats.

As people came in, he handed them sheets of paper with "Fight Club Rules" scrawled at the top.

1. What happens here, stays here.
2. PAY ATTENTION TO YOUR PARTNER. Match is over when someone signs "stop."
3. Only two to a fight.
4. One fight at a time.
5. No shoes. Padding only if you need it.
6. Fights go on as long as they have to. Someone's bleeding too much or knocked out? Fight's over.
7. Play nice, boys and girls.


[OOC: Here's how this will work. "Listen" to Tyler and mingle in the top thread. When you've paired off, start a new thread for that match. Handwave the "one fight at a time" thing. And please try not to send each other to the infirmary -- they'll be busy enough. Thanks.]

Late Saturday Evening: Camp Cafeteria

[multi-madrox.livejournal.com]

Jamie had spent most of the evening checking every post room in the dorm and places in town. She should have headed back to the dorms with everyone else but no one he had talked to had seen her anywhere. He was getting a little freaked about it. So much so he wasn't able to summon any duplicates to help him search for her.

It wasn't until he remembered a statement she made about making food for everyone on Saturday night that it suddenly hit him.

( Jamie rushed into the cafeteria... )

[Around the dorms, Saturday late night]

[x5-alec.livejournal.com]

Alec wasn't happy about it, but he got dragged along with the Crazy Winchester Brothers (and Dawn) in order to salt all the doors and windows they could find.

Because salt would keep out the heartstealing things. Right.

So, come morning, there was a line of salt in front of every entrance/exit, every window they could conceivably find, and in front of every dorm room and public bathroom door.

Even if it worked, Alec still thought it was pretty dumb. I mean, really, salt? Whatever.