All Over Campus

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In the late hours of Wednesday night, posters went up all over the school and dorms.

Cheerleading Tryouts!
Saturday, February 23rd at Noon
In the Gym
Bring your spirit and your best moves!

The Pool: Wednesday Afternoon

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Karal wasn't quite sure how this had happened (it wasn't as if he could swim in any credible way), but here he was, dressed in swimming things, waiting for Evey. It felt very odd wearing only shorts and a shirt when it was the next thing to freezing outside, but at least it was warm in here.

He sat on the edge of the pool, toes dangling in the water, smiling down at his reflection. However odd it was, however it had happened, he was just happy because he'd get to see her.

[ooc: Karal's here for Evey, but it is an open pool. Their thread locked to them, thanks.]

Gym, Thursday evening

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Sky had decided to come down to the gym after dinner to practice his martial arts before the club met again. He'd been slacking on his training severely (at least in his mind), and didn't want to keep letting himself go while he was at Fandom, as he knew it would be his downfall when going back home to S.P.D. That and he wanted something to distract himself from the fact that he and Troy hadn't seen each other nor spoken since Sunday night...

He's probably just busy with schoolwork or something, he chided himself as he stretched. You can't spend every minute of every day together. Stop assuming the worst, or else you're going to make yourself depressed again.

He then got up and began doing his usual drills, quickly getting into the familiar rhythm of his workout routine. Punches, kicks, blocks... over and over... concentrating on repetition, throwing his whole being into it, his mind becoming intently focused on what he was doing, drowning out everything else. For now.

[Open, as gyms tend to be.]

Fourth Floor Common Room, Thursday evening

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Mister Doom was feeling extra happy tonight. So happy, in fact, that he felt the need to bake cupcakes. No, he didn't - strictly speaking - know HOW to bake cupcakes, but he was Doom. He knew all kinds of stuff. Maybe he just forgot that he knew how to make them.

That was not at all the case. These were some nasty looking cupcakes. So he put extra chocolate frosting on them in hopes that it would make everything better.

Satisfied with his effort, Doom put up a glittery green sign next to the cupcakes.

"DOOMCAKES! BETTER THAN THEY SOUND! AND LOOK!"

[OOC: Open like a common room.]