Saturday, February 2nd, 2008

[identity profile] new-to-liirness.livejournal.com
Strange sleep and stranger dreams drove him from Andrew's bed earlier than he would have liked.

Any other morning, he would have settled in, awake as it was after dawn but still warm in the tangle of cloth and limbs and pillows of their cozy night-time nest. The whole of the experience had been brilliantly, beautifully novel and in some ways, he'd never slept more soundly. But visions of burning edifices atop shifting dunes, strange murky depths filled with noxious slimes...

His head was obviously in need of clearing and while he unfortunately had no chores that could do the job, he did have practice he should be doing; after all, his session with Ino would be tomorrow and he'd want to show her he'd made the effort to cement Wednesday's lessons by then.

As such, he was in the gym, stretching for the moment as he attempted to rid himself of a strange piece of music that refused to leave his mind. Because, really, why would someone sing about an 'annoying tongue' anyway?

[really most sincerely... open]
[identity profile] princetragique.livejournal.com
Tamaki had been a little lonely in an empty dorm room, so he'd made his way down to the common room to see if anyone was around. Reno was off at Merc Con, so he'd had nobody at all to talk to.

He sat on the couch, munching on a bowl of sugary cereal and jotting down notes for what would be his very first Host Club meeting on Sunday. He even had a few doodles of possible costume themes in the notebook, although they looked like Kindergarten crayon scribbles.

[OOC: Open because that's what common rooms are. Reno's absence modded with permission!]
[identity profile] redintraining.livejournal.com
A certain red-clad Cadet had gone to the common room, armed with a handwavily freshly-purchased pepperoni pizza and the garbled mess that was his class notes from the past week, so he could spread out and attempt to make sense of them, especially because he had a test coming on Thursday. However, the second he'd lay down on one of the couches, he began to drift off. He was still feeling quite unlike himself and still had had difficulty sleeping- not in the least of which because he often started dreaming about Dru when he closed his eyes.

So there was a dozing Sky, an open notebook covering his face, thinking he'd just take a 15-minute nap to refresh himself. Yeah, right.

[Open as a common room is. He might be nice and share his pizza if you want to prod him awake, otherwise he'll be asleep out here pretty much all night.]

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