the lawn - tuesday morning before classes - 3/25

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It was a bit chilly out, but Liir was on the lawn with notebook in hand. He was attempting something of an experiment, mostly since his previous attempts at writing a letter back to his-- to Shell had proved a miserable failure. As such, he was both working on some math and budgeting while trying to write the letter; some of his magic texts had suggested that the mind occasionally was more helpful when distracted by something else.

And Ozma knew, anything was worth a shot at this point.

The location had been picked with that thought in mind as well: a bit cool, outdoors, with the wind and the grass... Not too easy to be distracted, except by a chill, and the cloak he had on (Karal's, not the Witch's) took care of that well enough.

[put up for one, but open obviously; everyone else is BEFORE the big brother, though] [eta: a touch of foul language in the michael thread]

Tuesday, March 25, 2007 : Cheerleading

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Savannah got to the gym early, carrying a duffle bag over one shoulder and the baby Cairo on her hip.

First, she set up a safe area for the spawnlets where they could be safe and within eyesight of any of the other cheerleaders who might be in Professor Skywalker's class. Cairo was gurgling happily as he watched the DVD of "Whatever the Meta" is for "Bring It On" and waving the rubber knife she had found for him. She had thought about asking Johnny to babysit... but had decided that she liked her boyfriend untraumatized, thank you very much.

Once that safe area was set up, Savannah patted his head and then laid out the mats and set up the tables with refreshments and music for today's practice.

[[OOC: Please wait for OCD is up! And yes, Savannah has blocked off an area for any of the robot babies. :)]]