Valentine's Flowers

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

Early in the morning, flowers were delivered to the following people.



( Cut because it's a long, long list )

[The flower post is now closed. Posted early cause we're having a hell of a storm and I fear for my internet connection.]

StuCo table, Lobby, Wednesday after 3rd period

[tyler-gone.livejournal.com]

In honor of the holiday, Tyler was wearing a white shirt with a pattern of conversation hearts on it.

Many of the heats said, "eat me." Some were more creative.

The flowers had already been delivered, but there were still dance tickets for sale and heart-shaped balloons, chocolates and cookies for anyone who wanted to stop by.

[OOC: You can mod picking up tickets, or stop and chat.]

Second Floor Common Room - Wednesday Afternoon

[surferboy-09er.livejournal.com]

Dick was flipping through the channels on the TV, trying to find something that wasn't a romantic comedy. In his head he was debating whether or not he should call his brother to tell him to pick up something for Madison for Valentine's Day. Right now he was leaning towards 'no'.

He also had one of those big heart-shaped chocolate boxes in his lap. He'd be willing to give away the coconut ones since they were nasty.

((Open, cause I'm bored.))

Fourth Floor Common Room; Wednesday Afternoon (after classes)

[bound2blade.livejournal.com]

There was a sign tacked up on the doorframe of the common room.

In Japanese, it read: //"Saotome Ranma! If you come anywhere near this room, I will rip your heart out with my bare hands and then force the twins who are supposed to be keeping you away right now to eat it raw!!!"//

Below that, in English, it read: "Happy Valentine's Day, everyone. Please don't mind the mess."

Because, in the common room, in a flurry of activity, panic, and the occasional string of angry Japanese, Setsuna was trying to make an ultra-special, uber-chocolatey and perfect and impressive and amazing cake. She even forced herself to break the eggs. It was...an interesting experience, to say the least, but she was determined that she was not going to mess up this opportunity to prepare for Ranma the best honmei-choco imaginable.


[[ s'open, but Set might be very violent toward criticism ^_~ ]]

Second floor common room: Wednesday morning after first period

[anextimeagent.livejournal.com]

It was Valentine's day. Jack had it on good authority that it was a day dedicated to love and romance, the inevitable outcome of which was pretty much always sex. That made it his kind of day, and - seeing as he hadn't done anything for his birthday yesterday - he'd decided to do something for Valentine's Day.

Which was why he'd picked up some handwavy supplies after Spy Tech, and commandeered the second floor common room kitchen for the making of pancakes. Heart shaped pancakes, in fact.

This is not easy to do when you've only got the use of one arm, the left one being tucked away in a sling to keep it from moving around. But he was managing, sort of, accompanied by occasional swearing as he missed a flipped pancake.

There was strawberry syrup, maple syrup, chocolate syrup, and lots of whip cream (though it was the kind that came in a can) along with a slowly growing stack of pancakes.

[ooc: open of course - heart shaped pancakes for all!]

5th floor common room - Wed. Eve.

[misshargrove.livejournal.com]

Annette was in the common room alone. She was sitting on the couch in her dorky long sleeved Valentines tee and a pair of pink sweats that had been cut off just above the knee. She had thick fuzzy pink socks on and she pulled them all the way up cause she totally felt dorky tonight. Alone. On Valentines Day. She was staring at the TV. MTV was on but the volume was turned all the way down because she was listening to her ipod. Dorky love songs.

Every now and then she would glance down at her right. There beside her on the couch was that very expensive bottle of rum she had Rose purchase for her. For the squirrels. For bribery. Totally for bribery. She brought it with her just in case. You know, if a squirrel happened to show up. Yeah.

Drumming her fingers atop her thigh she thought for a moment on all her gifts and smiled. Dick was just so dang cute. Everyone had just been so nice.

She looked down at that bottle again and moved it closer to her thigh. Then she picked it up and unscrewed the lid. Bringing it to her nose she sniffed. "Hmm. Maybe I should test it for the squirrels?" She nodded. Bringing the bottle to her lips, Annette took a wee tiny sip. "Hmm. Can't really tell." She took another. Then another. And then maybe another.

Outside the dorms - Wednesday late afternoon and evening

[southernbender.livejournal.com]

Katara was not in quite as good a mood as yesterday due to certain evil teachers.  So she decided not to wait any longer to go build snowman or men or people.  Many, many snow people and maybe a snow turtleseal while she was at it.  And the nice thing about waterbending meant that any ice patches weren't going to bother her for long.

Not finding it cold at all, she had her coat unbuttoned and flapping in the wind as she worked.

[OOC: Post open for snowman building or snowball throwing or any snow activity you desire not dirty omg]