The Roof, Wednesday Morning

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Jack was having problems sleeping lately. The weekend, sure. Homecoming. And what was after Homecoming. His dad, Murdock. He shook his head, his mouth not certain if it wanted to frown or smile.

It had been weeks. Months, really. No letter. Nothing. Sure, Jack wasn't the most literate of guys but he knew how to put a stamp on a letter and write the address...

"Well, guess it's just you and me," he said to the garden, toeing the dirt a little. "Sun'll be up in a minute or two. Let's get you some water, eh? Enjoy the view."

[ooc: Open like a roofy thing!]

First Floor Lobby, Wednesday [All Day]

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After a handwaved discussion with Tony, it had been decided to move the bake sale to the dorm lobby instead of the theater since someone had used all of Hoshi's poster-making supplies to decorate her dorm room with magazine pictures over the weekend.

She managed to get the tables set up without problems and started putting out the cookies she'd baked last night as well as other baked goods that had been donated.

Above the tables was a sign.

Bake Sale Today!
Support the arts and your local theater.

[Open!]

After Classes, The Gym -- Cheerleading Practice

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Savannah was cheerful as she pulled out mats and set up the tables for practice.

There were new squad members and plans to make and everything!

She set up a table of refreshments and the sign in sheet -- and then went to set up another table, as well.

What was she doing with it?

Practicing her backflips from the top of it onto the mats.


[[OOC: Please wait for OCD is up!]]

The Range - Girls With Guns [Wednesday afternoon]

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Triela, as was her habit, showed up early today. But instead of going over her weapons she quickly became absorbed in the stack of papers she had brought with her.

Don't worry, she wasn't too absorbed to notice people arriving.

[ooc: OCD on the way, I repeat, we have achieved OCD]

2nd Floor Common Room, Wednesday Evening

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Firekeeper had been less than pleased when she'd shown up to class yesterday only to find out that apparently there were no classes this week. It's not that she didn't mind a break from the routine, it's just that no one had told her about this.

Speaking of routine, it was Wednesday night and that meant Tony's vampire-story would be on the television. Wandering in to the common room, she was surprised to find herself the first one there. Picking up the small rectangle that controlled the television, she pressed button after button until finally she caught sight of a familiar face on the television.

She also went to the kitchen and grabbed some cans of that sweet fizzy drink and a bag of chips. No popcorn, mostly because Firekeeper had no idea how to make it, microwave kind or otherwise.

Curling up on the couch with Blind Seer, she settled in to watch the show, and found herself wondering why some scenes had people clothed completely different from the style that she associated with this world. Someone would have to explain the concept of a 'flashback' to her, sometime.

[ooc: open like a common room showing tonight's episode of 'Darkest Night']