Monday, January 28th, 2008

[identity profile] rebelheartalien.livejournal.com
Michael was cooking breakfast again. He'd had some trouble deciding on what to go for, so there were a variety of foods spread out on the counter.

All comers were welcome to request their favourites.

[ooc: open as common rooms are!]
intraspective: (who I am)
[personal profile] intraspective
Between her talk with Michael, in the morning, and then her talk with Jeff, in the afternoon, Ino hadn't felt like hanging around the dorms for a while. So she'd handwavily gone out into the preserve to train.

Training probably had been a stupid idea considering she'd already been tired. The fact that it had been a stupid idea had been emphasized when her chakra had given out on her while she'd been upside-down in a tree.

Hence, there were quite a few scratches on her arms and legs, and Ino had made it back to the dorms through sheer stubbornness. Now she was just sitting on the stairs; resting.

She'd get up soon. Really.

[Mainly for a certain former boyfriend, but open as well.]
[identity profile] inthereflexes.livejournal.com
Jack still felt a bit...happy from that thing on Saturday. With the dancing guy. At first he thought he was sick or something, and spent most of the weekend in bed, occasionally looking at his car magazines...and...for once, not looking at the cars or the models on the cars, but the guys who built the car. He was obviously coming down with something so he decided to come out. Of his room, that is.

And make some tea.

[Open like modern views on being happy in public. he's here, he's...confusedly happy.]
[AFK for a few hours. sp is love.]
raspberryturk: (Reno knows he's hot.)
[personal profile] raspberryturk
The order of the evening was bacon, mushroom, and class-assignment eggbaby omelets.

Reno was making them in the third-floor common room. He figured, the farther down the floors he went, the better a chance he had of letting the smell waft up to floors higher up to make eggbaby parents regret not eating their assignments, too.

There was really only one eggbaby going into the omelet, of course, because letting everyone else run around like idiots taking care of chicken eggs was too damn amusing to interrupt, but he had brought along another couple dozen actual eggs, and there was plenty of late-night omelet to go around.

All things considered, children happened to taste pretty good.

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