The gym, Friday morning

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Aeryn's had a tough week, mostly involving having to try and talk to people about things when what she'd really rather do is hit them until they realize she's right. Which is why she gets to the gym really kind of early, mostly to make sure she doesn't have to fight anyone to beat on the punching bag.

[For Mel, but open otherwise for your gymly needs.]

From the Principal's Office to the Men's Bathroom

[multi-madrox.livejournal.com]

What started out as a glorious new day in the rule of Jamie Madrox swiftly turned into his downfall.

About twenty Jamies were in the bathroom at the moment. Either using the facilities or waiting to use the facilities.

It was not a place you wanted to go near.

Especially since the toilets were complaining very loudly about the smell.

In the end... his love of pie was his downfall.

[ooc: Yes. It's open. But do you really want to go in there?]

Shooting Range, Friday Afternoon

[cyclopeanmerc.livejournal.com]

Pip first made sure the rules were put up. Didn't want someone to lose an eye. Well, another eye.

SAFETY RULES:

· TREAT ALL GUNS AS IF THEY WERE LOADED

· KEEP YOUR FINGER OFF THE TRIGGER UNTIL READY TO FIRE

· BE SURE OF YOUR TARGET AND WHAT’S BEYOND

· ALWAYS WEAR HEARING AND EYE PROTECTION

· NEVER USE ALCOHOL OR DRUGS BEFORE OR WHILE SHOOTING.

· CHECK IN ALL WEAPONS BEFORE YOU LEAVE THE RANGE.

He then pulled out an antique Colt Peacemaker and cleaned it before loading in some bullets and squeezing off some rounds at the targets.

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2nd floor common room - Friday evening

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Miley was bored. Bored enough that she actually opened one of her school books to study.

That was enough to convince her that she was in serious need of some TV time. So she flopped onto the couch in the common room and started flipping channels.

"Oooh! Hollywood scandals!"

[Open like a common room]

Fifth floor common room, Friday night

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Walter was watching the Food Network.

Really.

At least his eyes were turned toward the Food Network on the television. The active part behind the eyes was conducting a silent argument about using the GPS tracker Nadia had given him to go find her and sling her little fasting body over his shoulder and drag her back to the dorms.

It was an ugly argument.

But there's a common room and food being prepared on the television.

['Tis a room, and common. Open.]

Lobby, all day during school, Cookie selling!

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Buffy set up a small stand in the lobby. She had lots of cookies wrapped in pairs in gold and blue clingy stuff with a cheer sticker on. They were of course all delicious. She'd also made a poster going Buy Cookies! Support the Cheerleaders!

ooc: cheerleaders selling cookies, please ping in with Subject line: Cheerleader! :) Other wise no OCD. ...I am feeling a little sickly now that you mention it...
ETA: The trip to the competition is up

The Roof; Friday Night.

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It was chilly out, but it had also been a while since Setsuna had her wings out, and they were being a little troublesome today. Sitting on the edge of the roof, she looked out and up slightly into the sky, as if planning a possible route to loop around in before, with a little push, shoving herself off, letting her stomach feel the effects of the drop before giving her wings a powerful push against the cold air, straightening her body as she sharply rose back up. A good distance from the roof, she did a little loop, back up, then a swoop down, imagining herself almost like a hawk decending on her prey, and then smiling softly. Flying was far too much fun for how little she did it.


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