The Salle; Tuesday Afternoon.

[bound2blade.livejournal.com]

While she had been planning to work with her Western sword lately, when Setsuna got to the salle, she realized she really hadn't been paying much attention to any of her swords lately. Too much of a focus on hand-to-hand combat. This lead her to almost immediately grab Yuunagi, and she set to working on her forms, thereputically going through them while trying to get all her thoughts in order. She usually found steel to be the best therepist.


[[ salle's open! ]]

The Roof; Tuesday Afternoon.

[senor-chado.livejournal.com]

The foam bats from Driver's Ed today had given Chad an idea. Somehow (he wasn't exactly even sure how) he'd found a couple of baseball bats and some baseballs and went up to the roof to hit them off somewhere into the preserve in the distance and hoped all the little critters in the woods had helmets today.

What? They could have helmets. Plus, that would be really freakin' cute.

He set out a good rhythm. Toss ball, swing bat, hit it good, and watch it soar. And think that Fandom should have a baseball team. He'd look damn good in a uniform...


[[ open as roofs can be. ]]

4th floor common room: Tuesday afternoon

[lovechildblair.livejournal.com]

Blair had decided that he needed to learn more about assassins and possible assassin rehabilitation programs. So he was parked in front of the television with a stack of movies next to him and meta for The Bourne Identity playing on the screen.

[ooc: Open and feel free to mod any movies in the stack]

Around the dorms, Tuesday Afternoon

[sonofdragons.livejournal.com]

As Santa brushed crumbs from his fingers, he realized with growing panic that he had less than twelve hours to deliver presents. He walked quickly* towards the dorms and down to the basement, where he packed up his bag and slung it over his shoulder, ready to deliver gifts to the good boys and girls of Fandom.



*Santa never ran. It was undignified.



[ooc: Tannim thinks he's Santa. He's not wearing a costume, just walking around with a bag of "toys" and trying to get into all the rooms. If you want him to get into your room, please tag into the post with your room number and whether it's occupied when Santa arrives. You're also welcome to run into him in the hallways.

[ETA: It's afternoon when he's running around the dorms, but his delusional mind thinks it's later at night.]