Fourth Floor Common Room; Friday Evening.

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Setsuna rubbed her eye a little as she set her kettle on the stovetop to make some tea. She was feeling tired, but it was a restless sort of tired that kept her from wanting to sleep. She stood and waited for the water to boil, one of her battered Edo romances tucked under her arm for later when she'd curl up in her little niche in the couch and read for a bit.

[[ sleep is being elusive tonight; entertain me. :) ]]

Third Floor Common Room, Saturday Afternoon

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Dawn meant to be studying. She had a ton of work to do, after all, not the least of which was memorizing demon traps. So, her notebook was out, as were the handouts from Hunting, and she had a protractor, a ruler, and a pencil, and she had been practicing drawing the designs, right up to the point where she got hungry about ten minutes after she started working.

So now she was engaged in experimental food assembly--after doing some foraging, she grabbed an apple, a banana, some raisins and dried apricots, a couple of flour tortillas, a jar of crunchy peanut butter, and the container of marshmallow fluff. Kind of the Dawn take on burritos, but it probably wouldn't be fatal.


[ooc: Open, as common rooms are. Experimental cooking and/or non-lethal study group, anyone?]

Gym, Saturday afternoon

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Walter had his CD player, since he and Billy were supposed to try to work out their presentation for El Professor's class.

Until Billy showed, up, he was happily beating the punching bag senseless.

What? It's relaxing.

Second Floor Common Room, Saturday Evening

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The TV was playing the DVD of last year's pageant. The handwavey posters had advertised this event, and there was lots of free popcorn for everyone.

Hopefully, Mr. Bristow would be pleased, and not kill Cally.

Cally herself was sitting at a small table, which had a bunch of bottles on it. There was a little sign saying "Viper Juice, $5.00 per Bottle".

Maybe it'd work.

[ooc: Oooopen!]