The Salle; Friday Morning.

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While she was waiting for Teddy to arrive for their sword lesson, Setsuna, of course, worked through her forms with Yuunagi. To an untrained eye, her moves were impressive. That might even be the case for the trained eye. But, to Setsuna, she could tell in the small ways she was slipping up too much and should be practising more. Her work was getting slightly sloppy...

[[ Setsuna's meeting with notthehulk but open for all your salle, non-phone-crack needs! ]]

Fifth Floor Common Room, Saturday Afternoon

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Ronan got to the common room a little before 1PM, setting down on the counter the basket he always used to carry stuff to the kitchen. He had everything required to bake the cupcakes, and now was only waiting on Anders, who, thankfully, had actually gotten the voicemail he'd sent this morning. There was a vague wonder if anyone else was going to show up, since someone else had probably gotten the original voicemail the day before.

He was a little excited, and this totally had nothing to do with the potential for explosions.

(OOC: For the fellow cupcake experimenter, but open for all your common room needs.)

Fourth floor common room [Saturday afternoon]

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Aravis really should have known better than to sit out in plain sight in her pink clothes. But when one has a large puppy, one's not-so-large dorm room can seem awfully small.

She'd managed to find a ball somewhere, and was now amusing herself with tossing it across the common room and waiting for Seely to obediently bring it back.

It took longer than one might think, because he kept getting distracted by things like invisible dust monsters and his own tail.

Aravis, for her part, just kept talking to him as though he might answer. She had suspicions that he might actually be a talking Dog after that perplexing phone call yesterday.

[open for all your pink!Aravis-harassing/Seely-puppy visiting needs. :D]