Second Floor Common Room, Tuesday Morning

[blessed_twice]

Wyatt was stressed and unable to sleep, and since he didn't want to disturb Tannim, he moved his flailing out to the common room. This so wasn't happening. He wasn't going to be born now, or he'd be half-lawyer instead of half-whitelighter.

Flail.


[ooc: open, of course, and I am totally slacking off at work today. ;) ]

The Gym, Tuesday Evening

[solowhistler.livejournal.com]

Abigail was sitting down, stretching out on the gym floor while she waited for John to arrive. She had to admit, she wasn't sure how this whole sparring thing was going to go, but she was determined to, at a minimum, not embarrass herself completely.

[Abigail and John's thread is locked to them, but the rest of the gym is open for whatever you need.]

Fifth Floor Common Room, Tuesday Evening

[not_in_the_book]

Once again, there were appetising scents emanating from the fifth-floor common room. Ronan was in another cooking mood. This time, it was the rich and spicy scent of Mexican -- well, technically Tex-Mex -- food, grilling chicken, sweet chilies, and a dash of cumin, with sliced bell peppers and onions in another pan. Ronan was still chopping and preparing, but already on the counter was an array of tortillas, and various moddable toppings that people might wish to put on their fajitas.


(OOC: Hey, he's cooking again. Come feed your characters. Open to ALL. :D )

The Roof, Tuesday night

[demonbelthazor]

Bel was in an extraordinarily good mood for some reason. He had no idea why, but why bother questioning it? Currently, he was up on the roof, having a cigarette as he enjoyed the cool night air.