Fourth floor common room, early Monday afternoon

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Having neither classes or hangover today, Dean slept in late then headed down to the common room. He made himself some soup and grilled cheese sandwiches for lunch, took his food and settled down on the couch with the tv remote to see if there was anything worth watching on daytime tv.

Sometimes it was nice to have a day where he didn't have to do anything.


[ooc: Open like an open thing]

Salle; Monday Afternoon.

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Sakurazaki retrieved Yuunagi from the weapons locker, did a few warm-up forms, but, for the most part, jumped right into her rehashing of some of the more essential, basic techniques for her particular assignment coming up. It had been a while since her energies had been focused on such, but it felt really good to get them out again. Her session would be extremely focused, taking up most of the larger space of the salle, and she truthfully might feel a little annoyed by interuptions. But she mostly wanted to focus on the work. She had to focus on the work.


[[salle's open]]

Third Floor Common Room, Monday Evening

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Dawn was stretched out on one of the couches and flipping through channels.

"Oooh, sharks."

After a few minutes, she was feeling a bit hungry, so she got up to make herself a sandwich. Any resemblance between the song she was humming and the Teeth theme song was purely coincidental.

[ooc: Open to all!]

Fifth Floor Common Room - Monday Evening

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Demyx was having a Good Day. He settled down in the common room in front of the tv, curled up on the couch with a blue fleece blanket. The tv was on the last channel it had been on before; Food Network.

They were showing a Good Eats marathon. Demyx was interested. Definitely interested.

It looked tasty.


((ooc: Open!))

The gym, Monday after workshops

[nadiathesaint]

Nadia had wised up enough to realize that practicing fighting forms on the roof in late July was a bad idea.

So she was in the gym, instead. She was trying very hard to remain focused as she spun the bo staff. No more beating up on practice dummies.

[ooc: open, and all]

Monday Night, Third Floor Hallway

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After a less than satisfactory answer from Cole, Phoebe had forced herself to walk away from the third floor common room. She made herself keep facing forward and not look back. She was angry and she was hurt and she couldn't believe he was still hiding things from her and pushing her away.

She had no plans to go to their room right now as she was afraid they would fight and nothing would get resolved... still. She wasn't about to go to any other common rooms right now.

Outside. She could go for a walk outside... at 10:45 at night.