The garage - Monday morning

[bruiser-in-pink.livejournal.com]

Early Monday morning a helmeted figure wearing a black leather racing jacket rode into the garage on a swoop bike that might be familiar to some. After parking the bike and climbing off, Molly removed her helmet and gloves and went to go stand by the still open garage door.

It had been winter before she crossed the causeway. The ground further north had been covered by snow from two December storms. Here though, it was obviously still fall. Unzipping her jacket, Molly gazed out at the campus and tried to judge how much time had passed here since she left. The grass was still green and the leaves had barely begun to change so it couldn't have been too long since she'd left. Certainly not the three months she'd spent in her own time.

This made Molly even more certain that her inability to get back to the island the first time she'd tried was more because of her than whatever magic Fandom used to decide who could enter. Why refuse her entrance once only to let her return to a time just shortly after she'd left? She shook her head and turned to deal with her swoop bike. Whatever the reason, she was just glad to be back.

Finding a rag in one of the cupboards, Molly first cleaned off her helmet and then began cleaning the worst of the road dirt off of the bike.

[[Post is open.]]

Fifth floor common room, Monday after 1st period

[nadiathesaint]

Having spent pretty much the entire day yesterday hiding in her bed, Nadia decided to do something interesting today. Not cooking, she did that all the time, but something that was new and different, even for Fandom.

Which is why she's spread out an enormous piece of paper in the corner of the room (away from the television and the kitchen, so she wasn't completely taking over), lined the edges with buckets of paint, rolled up her pants to just below her knees and was currently very slowly and very carefully dancing on the paper with paint covered feet.

She's humming to herself, and the paper is most certainly large enough for dance partners.

[ooc: Yes, she's painting with her feet. And yes, the post is open. Not just for foot-painting, either.]

Dorm Lobby - All Day

[untouchableskin.livejournal.com]

Marie was settled at a table in the lobby with four ballot boxes for Homecoming Court nominations. There was a sign with the instructions to nominate two boys and two girls from your class to serve as representatives for the court.

( cut for poll )

[this poll is now closed! please use Tyler's poll today or Pippi's tomorrow to add your nominations!]

( ooc stuff )

Hallway outside the gun range, Monday after classes

[forgottenpants]

It's perhaps best not to ask where Pete managed to get the giant rock that he had blocking the hallway, or how he'd managed to get it inside.

It was certainly better not to wonder what he was planning to do with said big rock, considering the size of his grin and the empty gun holster on his hip.

[ooc: for Joxer for now, please?]

Gym, Early Evening

[ranma-sao.livejournal.com]

Ranma hasn't been in here in a long time but he's been craving more physical activity. Talking to Marie made him remember that he sits around too much. He needed to do something. He's looking around a bit disoriented, wishing he had a good idea what to do. He felt wayyy out of practice.

He figures doing a few hundred pull ups would be fine since he really can't think of anything else. And he really doesn't want to play around on the balance beam like he generally would, he's already feeling more than his share of girly this week...

((open for gym-y needs, expecting a certain swordswoman though))

4th floor common room, monday night

[l1ttle-billy.livejournal.com]

Billy flopped down on the couch, and began flipping channels on the television. he wasn't sure what he hoped to find.

2nd Floor Common Room - Evening

[oatmanspatient.livejournal.com]

Marty is sitting in the lunge reading the instructions to his ouija board and scoffing. "Yeah right. Like that's supposed to work."

As Marty fiddles with the ouija board set up, the TV is currently showing the musical episode of Wendy the Werewolf Stalker.

[open]

5th floor Common Room - Tuesday Morning

[strongestgirl.livejournal.com]

The common room is filled with amazing smells of delightful baked treats.

Cookies, brownies, blondies, cup cakes, possibly even some cream puffs.

Because today? It's a big day.

Today is her first day doing Totally Official TA Type Stuff (TM).

Thus? She bakes.

[ooc: Open! Chocolate Cake for breakfast! Wooooo!]