Campus Grounds and beyond: Tuesday very Early Morning

[sonofmogh.livejournal.com]

Worf had risen early to go on his usual morning run. He waited outside of the dorm for the somewhat odd "Shirtles" fellow he had IM'd yesterday about going for a jog.

He stood outside and waited for the fellow to show up and made sure he was stretched out and ready for his run.

Just a run. That's it. Nothing more.

Really.

The Stables, Tuesday Afternoon

[bigdamndestiny.livejournal.com]

When it became painfully clear that there were no servants to help him in caring for Arthur's horse, Merlin found himself down in the stables. Mucking out a stall.

Destiny owed him big for this.

"How does one horse produce that much?" He asked--well, he asked the horses there. Not that they could answer him, of course.

[[Open, of course!]]

Third Floor Common Room, Tuesday Afternoon

[bitchprince]

With the cold and his so-called 'class' being what they were, Arthur could no longer avoid spending at least some time within the dorms. So he took a broom into the common room, perched it somewhere against a wall nearby, and then cast a questioning eye over the room's contents.

At least a chair was a chair no matter where you went. He took a seat, a great, big, space-claiming seat, and leaned the elbow that wasn't contained by the sling on the arm of the chair. From that position, he took careful stock, including a wary one of the black box that rested in the room.

The locals seemed to have a thing about boxes.

[[ open post and open CR ]]

2nd Floor Common Room, Tuesday Evening

[robinthefrog.livejournal.com]

Robin was very excited. The Muppets 30th Anniversary party was coming on TV tonight. Sure he'd been there, but he was hoping some of his fellow students would come and see it.

He'd spent a lot of time that afternoon heating up pizza rolls and getting other snacks ready.

Then he flipped on the TV to watch.

[Open naturally!]

Stairwell to the second floor, Tuesday evening

[lovemykilt]

Priestly had been all set to go out and walk around and generally be fairly broody over the whole Amber-turning-out-to-have-an-exclusive-boyfriend-who-turned-into-brownies thing. He had the whole look -- jacket, hands shoved in pockets, downturned look, hunched shoulders -- and he strode out through the lobby and out the front door with great purpose.

And immediately turned around and came back in because jacket or no, it was freaking cold out there!

Which would be why he was now sitting on the stairs between the lobby and the second floor, brooding. It wasn't quite as atmospheric, but it would do.

[ooc: Dude, it's a stairwell. Totally open.]

The Lobby, Tuesday evening

[blondecanary.livejournal.com]

The rain was *still* dripping down, so Dinah had decided to play practice with her new purchases in the lobby instead.

zziiing!

The Room-a-rang bounced off the couch, hit the banister railing, cornered off the fish-tank, then zipped back toward Dinah... landing a couple feet short of where she stood.

"Arrrgggh."

This might take a while.

[open like an open thing!]