4rth Floor common room, Lunch time

[slr-mercury.livejournal.com]

Ami was unimpressed with the lunch options. So she was making sushi in the common room. This did not mean there was nothing but raw fish. Although, there was plenty of raw fish. There was also a lot of smoked eel, and plenty of vegetarian sushi to go around for the vegetarians or the unadventurous.

[ooc: open, duh. there is sushi, sashimi and everything you need to make your own. i am at work and bored whee]

The dorm hallways - Tuesday afternoon

[misshargrove.livejournal.com]

Annette was rollerblading through the hallways of the dorm. She was in a pretty good mood and was just rolling along, singing to her ipod. Of course, her singing was kind of loud, and it could kind of make you cringe if you listened for more than a half-second. 

In her hands she carried a medium-sized basket full of yummy Valentine candies. She was handing them out to whomever passed. If you're lucky, you might get one. Except Parker. Parker might still want to do some sort of bodily damage to Annette. If Annette saw Parker, she just might have to offer her the whole damn basket.

So wheeeee! Yay for candy!

(ooc: open!)

Second Floor Common Room; Tuesday Evening.

[stocksgrrl.livejournal.com]

Cereal! Dinner of champions! Turtle got herself a bowl of chocolate cereal and poured chocolate milk over it and then plopped in front of the television to kill a few braincells. She'd been working on her stocks portfolio all day and was so ready to veg.


[[ open as common rooms are; if I disappear or don't respond, I apologize and blame the call of school work weighing be down before work-work ]]

Fifth floor hallway, Tuesday evening

[nadiathesaint]

Nadia is asleep on the floor, her head pillowed on a bag of laundry, her cellphone right by her slightly open mouth.

( when you dream, what do you dream about? )

[ooc: open, though she might not wake up very well Nadia is being carried off by Walter (awwwwwwwwwww), thusly is the post no longer open for interaction with her. You could potentially talk to her laundry bag, though,]

Third Floor Common Room; Tuesday Evening

[dark_slippy_thing]

Valentine didn't much feel like being in "the place to be" tonight. The second floor common room was too convenient, and he had been in a wandering mood. The wandering didn't take him much farther, really, but the third floor common room was exotic enough to capture his interest for a while.
He was lounging on the couch, flipping through the channels again without pause. Television was always more interesting when it made absolutely no sense.

{OOC: Open like an open thing! Hi, I'm bored.}