5th Floor Common Room - Friday Morning

[strongestgirl.livejournal.com]

Pippi is feeling much better then she did last night.

She seems to recall that somebody was excited about pancakes for breakfast... She also has plans with somebody else to celebrate their being here for a whole year. Which also calls for a hardy breakfast.

Blaring from the speakers of her laptop on the table is a recording of Teal Dear Live at La la's Voodoo Lounge.

[[ooc: open]]

The Range - Friday Morning

[strahl-pirate.livejournal.com]

Balthier handwavy checked out his precious gun from the office and headed down to the range; it was comforting to have the familiar weight at his back again. Removing the shotgun from him back, once he was there, he began tenderly cleaning the antiqued surface of any strange or foreign fingerprints.

Satisfied that it was clean, the pirate stood his ground, held the gun out in his strange one-handed stance and began firing to his heart's content.

[Open for anyone who wants to come down to do their own thing, or just watch Balthier be burly with his firing.]

2nd Floor Common Room - Friday Afternoon

[surferboy-09er.livejournal.com]

Dick was sitting on the couch, watching old CFD re-runs. He also had a bowl of popcorn in his hand which was mostly un-burnt. And yes, he considered popcorn a valid meal. It was made of corn after all and corn was a vegetable!

((Open like an open thing))

All Over the Dorms, Friday

[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

Someone (who might have been about 6'3" and wearing a C-Bucs warmup jacket, but that's neither here nor there) went around the dorm and put up posters in the hallways, stairwells, and outside every common room starting sometime during the late morning.

The posters were on matte black paper with white lettering, and simply read:

Evil Flying Pink Pony Awareness Party
First Floor Lobby, Saturday
Come learn how to defend yourself from the scourge of pink!
New students especially welcome.

Beneath the text, in the center of a circle with a slash through it, was a drawing that approximated a flying pink pony, if a slightly shapeless one.

[OOC: Woe for the lack of graphics, but I can't get away with Photoshopping at work. All credit goes to nadiathesaint for the poster slogans. WTF at the posters or catch Anders if the act if you'd like, with the usual afternoon SP caveats.]

Gym - Early Friday Morning

[water-wonder.livejournal.com]

Since being here, Tori had become more and more of a morning person. She had woken up early today, with the intent of training, perhaps sparring with someone. She had wanted to do so in the park, but after checking the weather, the gym would suffice.

Clad in grey pants and a blue tank top, Tori found the gym with ease.

Finding the mats unoccupied, Tori set down her towel, and stepped onto the mats. Settling into a calmed state, Tori bowed to her invisible opponent and began her kata. Her movements were fluid and without hestitation.

[OOC: Open post! Come one and all, watch the ninja train or even cut in and spar with her. SP, running out!]

School Hallway with lockers, one of which is 327 - Friday Afternoon

[strongestgirl.livejournal.com]

Pippi poked her head around the corner to peer at locker 327. Mr. Neilson, sitting on her head, peers around the corner as well.

"You think it knows we're coming?" she whispered.

[[ooc: for Walter and... Well. You know.]]

The salle - morning

[thebluespirit.livejournal.com]

Zuko apparently was the first to get to the salle. He took off his shoes and shirt, just like it was required for an Agni Kai. Not that this fight would be like a real Fire Duel. For one, his roommate couldn't use fire. As he waited for Fray to show up, Zuko started practising some firebending moves as way to warm up.

((For the roommate, but the post is definitely open for people who want to use the salle or who want to watch the 'spar'. Wait for OCD please! Weeeee! Done!))

The roof, Friday, early evening

[nadiathesaint]

Nadia lay flat on her back, staring up at the clouded sky, getting thoroughly damp in the half-hearted rain.

It wasn't warm, but it certainly wasn't cold, and the news she'd gotten about Wilson having woken up had her in a decent mood.

She was still troubled by the fact that the dream she'd gotten about what had happened had come far to late to do, she suspected, even a little bit of good, but she supposed that didn't matter, now.

So she lay on the roof, eyes half-closed to keep the rain from them, and let her mind wander.

[ooc: open]

The Roof - Friday Late Evening

[strahl-pirate.livejournal.com]

Stars didn't change no matter where you were, everywhere they still brought a sense of peace, and that was what Balthier needed at the moment. Even the briefest mention of his father earlier had set the pirate on edge.

He had grabbed his grocery bag of apples, as well as a water bottle and headed up to the roof for some peace and possible relaxtion stargazing.

All over the dorms, Friday evening

[1ordinarygirl.livejournal.com]

After unpacking, Buffy grabbed a pile of posters and went to put them up all over the dorms. The posters said:

( Cheerleading tryouts Sunday 14 January the Gym )

ooc: Much thanks and love to sonofdragons for the fabulous poster!

4th Floor common Room, Wee Hours of the night, Friday

[l1ttle-billy.livejournal.com]

Billy had discovered on a previous occaision, that they got channels from all over the world. And while watching a channel from New Zealand, he had discovered a few shows he was somewhat addicted to. Junior High Atlantis was shown back to back with Clans. The first was fun because it was almost as cracky as his own school. The other he hadn't yet figured out why he liked it.

ooc: post is open, The titles above are meta titles for Atlantis High, and The Tribe, two sci-fi shows from New Zealand.