Roof, Wednesday Night

[ranma-sao.livejournal.com]

Ranma was holding Mizu in his arms, a search for an explanation to his unusual problem had yielded him nothing. Just a bruise on his left side from a really hard slug to the ribs. Mizu may have been enjoying the comfort provided by an ample bosom, but Ranma wasn't sharing the sentiment. He went to the roof looking for Chad, he's a bit too stubborn to actually go to his room and admit he really wanted to see him. His fight with Setsuna the other day was making think about some things he'd never allowed himself to think before... And he really wanted to just find someone to talk to.

((Open, but mostly for a giant bass-playing Mexican.))

Salle, 3rd Period - Lunch

[connernotconnor.livejournal.com]

Conner had spent a couple of hours the night before putting together a workout-music playlist that most decidedly did not consist of 80's training-montage songs. A lot of the stuff on it would probably cause people to quirk an eyebrow at him and go, "Why exactly do you think that's a good workout song?" What it came down to in the end was that he thought these particular songs had a good tempo and rhythm for what he wanted to do.

So he set up camp in the salle, retrieved his not-exactly-Thundermax Saber from the locker, and started to go through a few drills to the accompaniment of the music playing on his laptop, which was carefully stowed in a corner.

He was really hoping for a lack of interruption; there were more embarrassing bubblegum pop hits and boy-band singles on that playlist than he'd realized, and . . . yeah.

[OOC: Open -- while Conner may want to avoid embarrassment, what fun is that?]

Salle [after classes]

[tatooine-doofus.livejournal.com]

Luke walked into the salle, his father's lightsaber clutched in his right hand and his eyes bright.

Peter was going to show him some of the forms that the Jedi used.

After spending the morning learning about some of the history of the Order, Luke was more than ready for the lesson.

He was also pretty sure he couldn't get more excited.

He paced around the room, waiting for Peter to arrive.

4th Floor Common Room [Thursday, Morning]

[imac-kenzie.livejournal.com]

Mac's attempting to distract herself from omghomecomingtomorrow nerves. She's moved from her very quiet dorm down to the common room and is sat cross legged on a sofa concentrating on the sudoku puzzles on her laptop, and munching on a large packet of so totally vegan mint imperials.

There is a Buddies re-run on the TV, just for background noise. She's not really watching it.

[[ooc: Booored. Entertain me, please?]]

The roof, Thursday afternoon

[nadiathesaint]

In order to show the people that she whined at yesterday that she was much better now, kthnxs (and to give Blair a chance to apologize, omg!), Nadia was stretched out at a jaunty angle on the roof with her legs propped up on the edge of Bel's garden, guitar in hands, playing something warm and cheerful at the cool, gray sky.

. . .

Shut up. Dar Williams could so be cheerful.

Every now and then she'd pause to partake of the thermos of coffee or box of chocolates she had with her.

[ooc: open with coffee and chocolate to spare]

3rd Floor Common Room, evening

[cat-in-the-box.livejournal.com]

Schrodinger, in his flipping around, had found a rerun of "Wendy The Werewolf Slayer".

He was currently watching and trying not to snicker at the mistakes they were making about both vampires and werewolves.