Third Floor Common Room, Sunday Morning

[lilpunkinbelly.livejournal.com]

Dawn was wearing the same jeans and sweater she'd been wearing yesterday, not wanting to head back to her room and too tall to borrow Molly's. She was also freezing, which had led to her mixing up a very large pot of oatmeal. The fixings were in the cupboard if anyone wanted them, but she wasn't setting them out.

Instead, she was sitting with her bowl of healthy goodness (once you ignored the raisins and brown sugar she'd added to her own) and a very, very large mug of hot cocoa with mini marshmallows. She read through a large pile of books and scrolls she'd brought with her and that Giles had sent since May (not all of which were in English), trying to find anything that explained what was going on.

She made occasional notes on a pad as she worked.

Dorm Hallways, Stairwells, and Environs, Sunday Morning

[swerval_zero]

Despite her usual inclination to sleep as late as possible on Sundays, Zero was up bright and early, roaming the dorms with her camcorder in hand. She'd even wrangled a microphone from somewhere to shove in her victims subjects' faces. After all, this might wear off at any moment and she didn't want to miss any more than she had to.

((So very open, OMG.))

Second Floor Hallway; Sunday, all day.

[stocksgrrl.livejournal.com]

The wee little turtle had finally made it back to the familiar hallway after a very strange day and sleeping comfortably in her shell in a corner of the stairwell, which was quite a task to manage. She kept a brisk pace down the hall toward her room, or, what was very brisk for her, ambling along in a lazy wee little turtle way.


[[ open! forgive any slowness on my part; blame the turtle ]]

2nd Floor Common Room, Sunday Morning.

[robotboyfetish.livejournal.com]

Cassie sat in the common room, wondering what the heck was going on upstairs. Sure seemed a lot of noise.

When she thought she heard the ceiling creaking? She got nervous. This place was structurally sound, right?

[ooc: Sorry. Couldn't resist. Open!]

School grounds [afternoon]

[sith_happened]

Mufasa had enjoyed his time at the brunch--even if the free range caramels had gotten stuck in his teeth--but now it was time for more difficult prey.

He crouched behind a bush, tail swishing, and waited for a gremlin to arrive.

It was part of the Circle of Life, after all.

[OOC: Locked to the gremlin, then free for all...]

The Gym- Sunday Night

[henryoredward.livejournal.com]

Edward Hyde was working on a punching bag, and destroying it in the process. Hey, it was the punching bag's fault that it wasn't made of sterner stuff.
Maybe someone else around here was. Hyde was eager to crush some superpowers.

[ooc: The Gym of course this didn't just say "The Salle" a minute ago. Your eyes must be playing tricks on you is open, and Edward's looking for a fight.]

Fourth Floor Common Room, Sunday Evening

[sogothcally.livejournal.com]

Where Cally had gotten a skimpy sailor girl outfit on such short notice, one might best not ask. But since everyone else was acting weird, she decided doing the same thing was only fair. And she could totally blame whatever happened.

Even though it hadn't actually effected her.

So there she was, blending up smoothies, and dancing to the music coming from the TV, which was playing a marathon of 'AKA' episodes.

[ooc: Oooopen!]

5th Floor Common Room - Sunday Afternoon

[untouchableskin.livejournal.com]

Polexia slept in late after her night out at Caritas.

But when she woke up, she was bored and ended up wandering down to the common room. She figured out how to work the television and was very excited to find something called MTV that was showing music videos.

She dug through the cabinets and fridge and found some suitable snacks and settled in to watch this fascinating thing.


[open, as common rooms are. Marie is Polexia from Almost Famous, so she's from the early 70s. She also doesn't have Marie's mutation, so she's not covered up and she can touch people.]

Around the Dorms; Friday Evening.

[bound2blade.livejournal.com]

Sakurazaki Setsuna, Heartbreaker no Jitsu, had the usual bounce in her step but it was altered a little as she was not merely flouncing. She was taking her brand new pet for a walk through the hallways and around the grounds, giving the leash connected to shirtless Josh's new spiked collar an occational tug to keep him in line. But she was also sure that her skirt swished in just a way to give him plenty of flashes of panty to keep him satiated and eager for what she promised for later.


[[ gawk, encounter, shield your eyes in pain, whatever. :) Setsuna's new pet modded with forced permission ]]

Second Floor Common Room, Sunday Evening

[dbiers.livejournal.com]

D'anna was hunting. She'd laid her trap carefully. There were bowls filled with snacks, sliced pies on the counter, a full pot of coffee, and cold sodas and water bottles in the fridge.

She was hunting subjects of infrared photographs for M's class. To that end, she had also removed all the light bulbs from the lamps and every other light source.

Then she flipped on the television to a run of Stooping Panther, Clandestine Serpent and found a good hiding spot.

[OOC: If you'd rather not be photographed, just put it in a strike out or an ooc note and no photo shall be had. She will not be photographing le risque. I'm hopping that the light from the TV will be enough for people to see but not enough to screw up her photos. I may be wrong.

ETA: Eventually D will give up, put back the bulbs, leave the lights off, and just watch the movie.]

School grounds, late afternoon

[ihatedenmark.livejournal.com]

After seeing all that he could see in the school, Simba scampered on down to the school grounds. He felt more comfortable out in the grass and bushes than trapped inside the tight school buildings. so far, this had seemed like a good day.

If you listened carefully, you also might have been able to hear the faint sounds of musical theatre in the air.


[OOC: Main thread is locked to people have been asked now open. The rest of the post is open to all.]

Sunday night, stairwell

[sarcasm-guy.livejournal.com]

Sokka trudged back up the stairs towards his room, seething with anger and frustration. He'd have to figure out what was wrong with Katara and fix her. Somehow. Later. Right now, he just wanted to crawl into bed and make everything go away. Maybe get some ice for his jaw first. And some snacks.

[[Locked for chibi fairy pickpocketing!]]

The Boiler Room: In the Wee hours of the morning.

[multi-madrox.livejournal.com]

The Madri had been very busy this weekend. After being brought here and finding the M'kraan crystal they have spent most of their time trying to figure out how it works.

And in just a few more minutes, they hope to open a portal that would allow them access back to their world and more importantly... access to Apocalypse.

[ooc: Lock to those who know who they are]