The stables: Saturday afternoon [post-picnic]

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After the picnic, Karal headed over to the stables, to spend some time with Trenor and make sure he was recovering from their very long trip. Given the way he was bouncing around the stable yard, it looked like he was doing just fine.

Karal leaned on the fence and shook his head. "You have far too much energy," he called, laughing as Trenor trotted over and demanded to be patted. Karal obliged. "But I'm glad you're doing well."

[ooc: for the only other person on the island who has a horse (though she may not be here just yet) and great slowplay, and also for anyone else.]

Fourth floor common room - Sunday Morning

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Dean hadn't done a Sunday morning brunch in a while and he figured with the new students, this was a good weekend to pick the habit back up. So he was in the kitchen area cooking up bacon and eggs, while keeping on eye on his cat Hunter who was currently stalking a dustbunny over by the couch.

He figured the 'if you cook it, they will come eat' theory will still hold true.


[ooc: open as common rooms are wont to be. Free food for whoever wants it]

In front of the dorms, Sunday afternoon

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Mellow completely restored after his very successful trip to Toronto, Jude had spent most of Friday and Saturday, to no great surprise, sleeping.

Now, he was engaged in his other favourite pasttime. Or he would, if he could figure out what had happened to his axel after that fountain dive from the second floor of the mall over the dude in the panda suit.

He sat on the steps with his board across his lap, deep in concentration.

[[I live! Sleepily, but I live.]]

Second Floor Common Room, Sunday Afternoon

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Kou hadn't really felt like going down to the picnic yesterday, and it totally hadn't had anything to do with his computer and certain video clips downloaded from the internet. So now, in an attempt to lure people out of their rooms, he'd attached a video game system to the common room television and set up a couple of dance pads. If the obnoxiously catchy Dance Dance Revolution couldn't draw people out, he wasn't sure what could.

2nd floor Common room, Sunday morning

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Sabriel had avoided the big meet and greet yesterday. She'd rather not run into any other dead students without warning. It was unnerving. She thought she should do something to welcome the new people though, and was currently in the kitchen, trying to make pancakes and eggs and bacon. The eggs and bacon seemed to be sizzling along happily in their pan, but she was having problems with the pancakes. It would probably have gone better if she had any experience at all in cooking.



ooc: Open!

Fourth Floor Common Room [Sunday Evening]

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Carmela's not that great a cook (well, she *can* manage a pretty decent pie, thanks to this summer's workshop, but that's baking, technically), so instead she's ordered a few pizzas and plunked them down on the table in the common room for anyone who'd like any. That done, she turns her attention to the TV to ask it (yes, ask it) if there's anything good on. Which is why the television's flipping through channels seemingly on its own as Carmela sits on the couch with a slice of pizza.

[ooc: open!]