The Roof; Late Wednesday Night.

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Setsuna had been wondering when the insomnia would return. With how depressed she'd been lately, she was surprised it had taken her arguement with Blair earlier today to bring it out She knew he hadn't meant any hard but...it still bothered her...almost infuriated her, really...that he could act with such ignorance. But at least she was assured in the fact that his request to hug her was depression related, not demon related. It was painfully clear from their little squirmish that Blair seemed to know very little about demons indeed, or, at the very least, that Setsuna was one. So she'd been thinking about that all day, along with what had happened between her and Jude (when was he getting back?) and what was happening between her and Ranma...

...And what else was a girl to do when she couldn't sleep and was plagued with emo but go up to the roof and fly around a bit?


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Outside the Dorms: Thursday 10 AM

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Lana got there a little early to stretch out before Conner arrived. It was a little colder so she wanted to make sure she was really well warmed up and ready to run.

Thursday Afternoon: The Salle

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Peter got to the salle a good bit before he and K had agreed to meet in order to get some training of his own in.

He examined Rhindon closely after pulling it out of the weapons locker and noted that he ought to bring down his leather cleaning supplies for the scabbard and leatherwork.   But that wasn't today.  Today he concentrated on footwork and worked more and more complicated chains of steps together until he was mostly satisfied with them.

Third Floor Common Room, Thursday Evening

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Dawn stuck a sign on the door with some scotch tape.

APOCALYPSE CENTRAL! COME HELP RESEARCH, DROP OFF FOOD, OR CONTRIBUTE! DOUGHNUTS APPRECIATED.

Then she sat down at one of the tables, surrounded by old, thick, dusty, leather-bound books written in a variety of languages and selected one at random. It would help if Giles had given her anything to go on. What the heck counted as a minor apocalypse these days?



[ooc: Open to all. Dawn's *hugely* overreacting to the sign Giles left on Aeropaegetica. AFAIK, there is nothing coming that isn't already known about by someone--this is a non-starter, unless someone wants to throw clues in about their own upcoming plots. Otherwise, have fun making up weird prophecies.]