Fifth Floor Common Room - Wed. Morn.

[misshargrove.livejournal.com]

This morning, after waking up screaming at the top of her lungs, "GET OFF MY FOOT! GET OFF MY FOOT!" Annette quickly realized that she was not in Kansas anymore. Literally. 

Jumping from her bed, she snatched her robe, shoved her feet into her slippers, and raced through the door before Cally could say anything to her about her totally loosing her mind. Or freaking out. Was there a difference? Gahhh! Annette walked quickly down the hallway to the common room as she wrapped her robe around her and tied the sash tight. No one was about yet, which was a good thing. She could just sit for a minute, collect her thoughts, possibly put in a call to Aunt Catherine. Yes, that's it! Aunt Catherine.

Luckily for Annette, her cell phone was in the pocket of her robe. Imagine that.

Twenty minutes later her head was in her hand, her eyes closed, "No, Aunt Catherine, I swear to you, it is not Halloween come early. Yes, I promise. I will. I will. Catboy? No, really, he's fine, harmless. Just my fake big brother. Cally is still great. I have a great roommate, don't worry." Pause. Pause. Nod. 

"I'll call, I promise, first time I see one of those...things. Love you too. Bye." The phone snapped closed and Annette leaned her head back against the chair, listening to her stomach growl.

(ooc: open!! but sp is total love today. seeing holiday family off to the airport!)

Third Floor Common Room, Wednesday Morning

[water-wonder.livejournal.com]

Tori found that she couldn't sleep any longer, so grabbing a book and a blanket, she moved out into the common room.

She sat down to read and just mull over her first day at Fandom High. And perhaps she'd get to meet even more people today. At that thought, she couldn't help but smile.

[OOC: Open to everyone! SP for a bit since I'm going to be running about for a little.]

First Floor Garage, Wednesday, All Day

[carter-i-am.livejournal.com]

Sam couldn't sleep anymore, even though she probably should have after her week at the Time Agency and in Cardiff. Her new little brother Peter seemed like a perfectly nice kid, which was reassuring.

Which didn't mean she felt the need to be social today. She turned on the CD player, ate a couple of chocolate covered espresso beans, and stacked some food on her work bench, which she'd hopefully remember to eat. Then she went to work on the Swoop Bike. It probably needed babying tuning--she hadn't ridden it or worked on it in almost a month.


[ooc: Post is open to all.]

5th Floor Common Room, Wednesday Evening

[girlsnamehere.livejournal.com]

JD was in the common room, baking cookies. Or, rather, trying to bake cookies. If he could just stop eating the dough. So far none had actually made it into the oven.

Laddie, his stuffed dog, was with him, dressed in a chef hat and holding a whisk in his mouth.

((OOC: Open.))

Second Floor Common Room; Early Wednesday Evening.

[stocksgrrl.livejournal.com]

Turtle felt as though her day had been very successful. She'd scoped out the town, gotten herself a job (starting tomorrow! How exciting!), and had picked up a total of two dollars and seventy two cents in change as she walked around the island. A very good day, indeed, especially since, she could tell from her handwavily grabbed copy of the Wall Street Journal that SEA hadn't continued to drop, and the one she was scoping had raised, but not enough that it wouldn't be enough for her SEA to fail to cover it in a few days. Looking pretty good!

Grabbing a bowl of cereal for her dinner, Turtle plopped out the couch, tucked her Journal beside her, and turned on the television. Now that she didn't have her mother restricting her TV time, she definately wanted to see what kind of channels they got here at the school.


[[ common room. open. duh. =D ]]

All around the dorms, late Wednesday night

[peter--parker.livejournal.com]

Two figures were on a mission. There were a lot of new people. Possibly too many new people. The figures would never be able to memorize everyone's names without a visual aide of some sort.

Fortunately, they had a lot of name tags left over from the last time they did this. The red-haired figure carried the list of rooms where they may have been new people. The brown-haired figure shoved two name tags and a Sharpie under the doors of those rooms. Unfortunately, the list wasn't quite accurate, so it was really kind of a crap shoot as to who got the tags.

It was the thought that counted, though. And the thought in this case was that this would make it so much easier to remember names, which would also help everyone be more polite.

It was a win-win scenerio.

[OOC: Peter Parker and Alanna (who has been modded with permission) are being stealthy and attempting to distribute blank name tags to all of the new students. If you would like to receive a name tag and wear it, or receive a name tag and not wear it, or not receive a name tag, or not receive a name tag and complain about it, it's all up to you. This is for both new and old students because Peter and Alanna really have no clue who all they're delivering this stuff to.

Also, you don't have to write your actual name down or anything. *hopes for a Seymour Buttes*

Actions are okay to broadcast, but please keep the identities of the stealthy figures a sekrit. Thank you.]