Fourth Floor Common Room; Late Tuesday Night.

[bound2blade.livejournal.com]

Rubbing at her sore shoulders a little, Sakurazaki had drifted down the hallway and into the common room to get a glass of water. For the most part, she'd been sleeping pretty soundly because of all the training she'd been doing, but she'd slipped out of a dreamless moment, suddenly parched. Still half-awake, she stood at the sink, filling up a glass.

[[ for ranma_sao to finally get some well-earned payback. heh.]]

Third Floor Common Room - Tuesday Evening

[kawalsky.livejournal.com]

Kawalsky had pizza. Pizza was good. He had way too much pizza for one person. He also knew that going to the second floor common room would mean the pizza would be gone in an instant. So he was making people work for it. If people wanted pizza, they'd have to come to the third floor common room.

Honey, I Laminated the Children was on TV. Kawalsky loved this movie.

[OOC: PIZZA FOR ALL!]

FH Gym, Wednesday Morning

[tyler-gone.livejournal.com]

It was past time for a workout, so Tyler went down to the gym, stretched out, then started using a rowing machine as fast as he could. He enjoyed the way the cool air skimmed against his muscles as he moved.

He kept one eye on the gym door. There were a few people he'd like to talk to.

[OOC: Open! SP from me after 1:30 EDT.]

fifth floor common room. afternoonish.

[conathon.livejournal.com]

Sawyer is lounging in the fifth floor common room after Stealth and Deception, he's still got army like paint on his face because he's too lazy to take it off just yet. Sighing, he flips through the channels on the t.v. set. Oddly, the couch still smells of syrup.



[[ Open lyke woah... ]]

Salle; Wednesday Afternoon.

[bound2blade.livejournal.com]

Before setting to her training, Sakurazaki had put a sign up on the door to the salle:

Warning: Flight Training in Progress.
Pleas watch your head when entering.


True, she didn't have very much room at all to fly around, but she did what she could. At least having the wings out and being able to gage the proximity of her swings to them while she fought was good practise. Wouldn't very well do to slice one of them off because she'd forgotten to take into account their existence.

[[ salle's open ]]

Fourth Floor Common Room: Tuesday Afternoon

[lovelylana.livejournal.com]

After her workshop, Lana had gone back to Selkie Cove, but could find no sign of Phoebe. She'd trekked up and down the beach looking for her with no luck and finally decided she needed to get in where it was cool for a while.

She'd tried to rest in her room, but she was too worried to settle. She thought she might have better luck distracting herself if she watched some mindless TV. Plus, maybe someone would show up who had a better idea of where Phoebe might be.


[OOC: Open!]

Gym - Wednesday Afternoon [after workshops]

[untouchableskin.livejournal.com]

Marie was there with a boombox blaring some loud, upbeat music.

The spirit stick was conspicuously absent.



[cheerleading practice, yay! please handwave that Marie and/or Alec let you know about practice. also open for other gym needs. wait for OCD up!]

2nd Floor Common Room [Wednesday Evening]

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

Okay, so hot weather + cold beverages = OTP.

Which is why Bridge had spent the morning before his workshop working on a slushy machine. Which he'd now dragged out to the common room in order to find people who would be willing to test it out.

He's also got his laptop perched on a table, for... no reason at all. Really. It's not like he's expecting to hear from someone about something.

[ooc: mod any slushy flavour you'd like! unless it's gross, like spinach or something.]

Fifth floor common room, Wednesday evening

[nadiathesaint]

After a very hot morning on the beach talking to mermaid Phoebe and wondering if maybe she'd be better off asking the other girl to try to turn her into a mermaid, too (Phoebe just looked like she was having so much fun out there), Nadia had holed up in her room for the afternoon.

Now she was similarly holed up, only in the common room, her laptop out in case some flight of inspiration happened and she decided to work on her adventure story.

[ooc: open, though responses may be a touch slow as I become more social in RL, later.]