The Salle; Wednesday Afternoon (lunch through sixth period)

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While waiting for Henry, Setsuna was working a few forms with the gorgeous Narnian sword Peter had brought for her, getting use to its balance, its weight. It was lighter than she remembered Rhindon being, but it was also so short, by comparrison to Yuunagi, but she still liked the feel of it. Not nearly as graceful, but that was the style, and she could easily adapt to it. She quickly initiated a few sequences. Yes, she could definately get used to using her....


[[ she's expecting henryoredward eventually, maybe, but salle's open for all use ]]

Third Floor Common Room, Wednesday Afternoon After Classes

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It had been too long since they'd last had a Japanese meal...well, since the New Year. But that seemed so long ago and they were craving it badly

It may have been a rather oddly placed meal time, but Hikaru and Kaoru took their supplies and moved into the Third Floor common room to make some curry and udon. The rice was steaming away in the cooker as Kaoru stirred at the potatos in the curry pot. The smell of curry was almost overpowering...

Hikaru sat on the couch, waiting for the Udon to boil as he watched a re-run of last night'sThe Daily Show on the TV, looking through the TV guide for something else.


[[ooc: open, as common rooms are~]]

Second Floor Common Room - Wednesday Evening

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Perhaps he was feeling generous, perhaps he was feeling suicidal, but Balthier had handwavy purchased groceries to make omelettes for himself and anyone else who wanted some. There wasn't anything odd in them, at least not by this world's standards, so Balthier was fairly sure that no one would be grossed out.

He flipped on the television the standard evening news, just to have background noise, but he wasn't really watching it.

[Open for anyone of course, and there's free food if you ask nicely.]

Gym, Cheerleading practice, Wednesday, afternoon (after classes)

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Buffy bounced into the gym, looking extremely cheerful and ready to start the practices for the new year. "Hello everyone! I have great news!" She waved an envelope at them. "We're going to our first competition on the 24th of February! Isn't that fantastic? Of course, this means we must train very hard and diligently until then."

Judging from Buffy's expression, this was a good thing.

"Also, on Sunday we have a new try-out session - which I hope you know - so I hope as many of us as possible can be there, and remember to bully badger threaten coerce convince tell all your friends!"

Buffy smiled brightly again and turned on the CD player. Oh Mickey, you're so fine, you're so fine, you blow my mind, Hey Mickey!

She raised her voice. "Today we're going to try something really exciting! Pyramids! Small, light people at the top, strong types at the bottom. It really important that everyone's paying attention and, um, try not to fall down." She chewed her lip a little worriedly, before smiling again and clapping her hands. "Let's get to it!"



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4th Floor Common Room, Wednsday Night

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There were Pizza rolls fresh from the oven, and billy was idly munching on some with a pad of paper on his lap, and something on the TV. He was jotting things down on the paper and not really paying much attention until the announcer said:

Tonight on Larry King Live, we talk to General Clayton Abernathy, former commander of the recently de-classified Anti-Terrorist Task-Force code named, G.I.Joe.

Billy facepalmed. Man that was a lot of hyphens.

billy will very much not mind changing the channel.