The Salle, Sunday Morning

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It was still quite early when Tahiri headed down to the salle and, finding no one there as of yet, got her lightsaber and remotes out of the weapons locker. She did think to stick a sign on the door, though it wasn't quite the succinct "Caution: Live Fire Exercise" warning that usually got used for these things. What? "Watch Out For Lasers" worked, if you asked her. Sure, these were low-powered stun bolts, but still.

She examined the remotes for a moment, deciding to start with one at first; it had been a while since she'd done this. Really, a lot longer than it should have been. Now, to see if Dinah would show up first.

[OOC: Waiting for Dinah, but open of course!]

4th Floor Common Room [Sunday, Around Midday]

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Angela had been up late watching movies last night, so she was up late today. Most teenagers would agree that mornings were not meant for being awake for anyway. Especially not when it was a Sunday.

Eventually she made it to the common room. And now? She was dancing to whatever was playing on MTV and cooking breakfast.

Uh. Sort of. if you could call toasting ready-made waffles 'cooking'. Angela did.

[[Ooooopen, obviously.]]

Gym; Sunday Afternoon [ 02/15 ].

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It was Sunday, and he was definitely still himself, so Cal (eventually) managed to drag himself out of bed, wake up a little, and shuffle down to the gym for some weight training. After some stretching, he settled into his reps lightly. If anyone asked, he had prepared the excuse that he'd just been too busy having something notably wrong with him the past few weekends and didn't want to throw himself back into it heavily and wind up hurting himself. The excuse was not the real reason. The real reason was simply that he was way too distracted, thinking about how nice the weekend had been, and was likely to get a barbell dropped on his toe if he didn't go light.


[[ Open for all your gymly needs, although I'm likely to be ridiculously slow until this evening ]]

Fifth Floor Common Room; Early Sunday Evening [ 02/15 ].

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Turtle had decided that she didn't want to take any chances and have something weird happen to her on the way to radio because she was going all over the place, so she was going to play it safe and just hang out a while in the common room. She had with her a very healthy dinner of sugary cereal seasoned with sugar and with chocolate milk instead of regular milk, and sunk comfortably in the cushions of the couch with the bowl in her lap and her feet up on the coffee table. The TV was on CNN, and she was having maybe way too much heckling the commentators.

"That's stupid!" she informed one guy. "And you're old, anyway."

It was, she felt, very good radio prep.


[[ I've spent almost all day away from the computer and now wants to plaaaaaay. Open! ]]

third floor common room - sunday evening - 2/15

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Liir made his way zombie-like to the common room, his puppy trailing behind him. He was still somewhat, er, exhausted from, er, things, but he was also hungry which was why he started puttering around in the kitchen.

Yes, he was making some very simple chicken soup and grilled cheese, and you're welcome to some. But he was also making a bit of a racket because he wasn't entirely awake.

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