Thursday, February 1st, 2007

[identity profile] misshargrove.livejournal.com

Annette was out on the roof, just gazing out over the school grounds, getting a bit of good, cold crisp air before her only class of the day. She was thinking about the homework that she was going to have to work on for the weekend, or if she worked hard enough, she could finish tomorrow, and have nothing to do Saturday or Sunday. Yeah, she liked the sound of that much better.

She was sipping a cup of hot chocolate, humming to herself.

(ooc: totally open)

[identity profile] bound2blade.livejournal.com
It was Thursday, so Setsuna was training. Even if she was a little later than she usually would have been, she certainly felt like she had enough on her mind to hack and slash and be annoyed about as well as a cool new icon to use.

Unlike her usual sessions, though, she was feeling extremely distractable today.


[[ salle's open ]]
[identity profile] lovechildblair.livejournal.com
After talking with Broots, Blair had decided that some space would be good. He ventured out into the common room and grabbed a seat, flipping through daytime television shows at random.

[ooc: open!]
[identity profile] oatmanspatient.livejournal.com
Marty is in a tree.

Specifically in a tree that allows him to keep an eye on a certain room.

Yes. It is cold. Marty doesn't care. He's going to catch Angela in the act and this is the best way his jealousy-spelled mind can think of.

[Open. Feel free to mock the guy in the tree. Wearing a suit.]
[identity profile] surferboy-09er.livejournal.com
Dick didn't want to be in his room. There was some weird freaky-ness going on and he wanted to be as far away from it as possible. But Dick did want to sleep. Sleep for a long, long time. So he managed to get out of his room (forgetting about closing out the porn on his computer; poor Jim.) and make his way to the common room to sleep. He flopped himself down on the couch...only to fall through it.

He stayed on the floor, too tired to move. You might see a faded arm sticking out from under the couch. Or you might just step on it.

((Open, duh))
[identity profile] water-wonder.livejournal.com
Not wanting to stay in her room any longer, Tori walked into the common room, her comforter wrapped tightly around her.

She took a seat on the couch and huddled up in a ball, still chilled. She didn't want to be alone, she hoped people would flock to the common room, which they usually did.

It was really freaky, what had happened and she wondered who else beside her and Annette had been attacked.

[OOC: Open post!!!]
[identity profile] henryoredward.livejournal.com
Edward's feet sunk into the floor a little with every step. When he touched something, the tips of his fingers passed through the object. And to top it all off, he was translucent. Edward was dealing with this using his favorite problem-solving method:
Seeking to beat the crap out of whatever had done this to him.

[ooc: Open like the dorms would be if there were no roof. Except that we're on the roof, at the moment... never mind, it's just open!]

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