The gym, Thursday afternoon

[solo_sword]

Jaina felt like skipping drills today, heading to the gym instead for training. Sometimes it was just more satisfying to hit things for no reason. She had a couple days' worth of tension she wanted to get out of her system, might as well do so in a healthy way.

Okay, maybe more like a month or so's worth, but either way, the punching bag was getting a workout today.


[Open, as gym places tend to be. Am bored and avoiding taxes. Yes, still.]

Fourth Floor Common Room, Wednesday Evening

[wannabehunter]

By now, Jo had gotten over the whole being a guy thing, and was currently focused on something much more important.

Food. This body was starving.

Which might explain why she currently had far more Chinese than a person could reasonably eat on the table in the common room.

[open as a common room is! there's plenty of Chinese]

Third Floor Common Room; Thursday Evening.

[senor-chado.livejournal.com]

Chad was feeling both bored and hungry. This was not a good combination...

...not unless you were a really big fan of enchiladas, anyway, because he and Prince Oscar Pedro, after a very deeply considering conversation, had wandered together into the common room and were now making lots and lots and lots of them, for which they had lots and lots of hot sauce, as well. And tomatoes. So many tomatoes. One almost had to wonder where anyone would get that many tomatoes, and most of them would be gone by the end of the evening, even if no one showed up to eat anything.

[[ duh, open. ;) ]]