Fifth Floor Common Room, Saturday Midday (11 AM on)

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It had taken Jen a really, really, really long time to haul her wagonload of pizzas back to the dorms, and then there was the problem of carrying the pizzas up the stairs 'cause the wagon wouldn't go up the stairs. Well, it would but then the pizzas would fall!

But there was a safety clause in her plans for the day that amounted to "I'm small and I have short arms and it takes me a while to do things," so by the time Jen and a half dozen or so assorted, if not really all that hot any more, pizzas were comfortably settled in the fifth floor common room there was still an hour to spare before Racerranger started, yay!

Jen immediately set out all the pizzas in a neat line on the floor, then pulled all the cushions off the sofa and built herself a little fort. She was not losing the remote control for the TV to anyone, not today! She'd been waiting forever for Racerranger to start, and it had been a WHOLE WEEK since the first episode ran and she WANTED TO KNOW what was going to happen next.

So there was pizza, and Jen in a cushion-fort with the remote control, camped out in front of the TV. (A safe distance back, of course. But just exactly the minimum safe distance.)

[OOC: Might be slow while I get breakfast, but open! . . . I won't actually get to watch RPM until later due to errands.]

2nd Floor Common Room, Saturday Morning

[endsthegame]

Ender woke up with his head cushioned on a pillow. His neck felt a little crooked. He must have slept badly last night; he couldn't remember what dreams he'd had. He sat up.

There was something heavy and metal stretched out against his leg. He picked it up. It looked a lot like a desk, but you had to push the sides up to see the screen, and touching the screen didn't do anything.

He pressed buttons for a while. He should probably get up and explore, but he couldn't see anywhere he wanted to go from here. The most important thing was that Peter wasn't here at all, and in the face of that, sitting quietly while he tried little patterns of code on the old computer seemed like a really nice way to spend his day.

He reached up to press his fingers against the comfortable weight of the monitor on his neck. It wasn't going to last.

[ ooopen. ]

The Stables [midmorning-onwards]

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Aravis had a horse. She knew there were several others who had horses, too -- she'd said good morning to those horses when she'd carefully gotten Trenor out -- but she felt hers was the best. Clearly.

So, Aravis, her pockets full of apples, was carefully walking Trenor around the yard, and had located a mounting block (plus there was a little bit of fencing she could climb up, if she needed) for later.

[ARAVIS WILL GIVE HORSIE RIDES. So, um, open. I go into heeeeeavy SP at 4 EST though.]

Third Floor Common Room, Saturday Morning

[peace_n_war]

It was morning, and morning meant breakfast! And there weren't enough adults around to feed them, and Warren needed food. So he was gonna make some, 'cause he liked cooking anyhow! Anemone and him were going to make pancakes, and cereal, and scrambled eggs, and... Well. Mostly pancakes.

With mouse ears on them!

And on the counter. And on the fridge door. And on the floor...

"It's supposed to go in the pan, you know."

[Common room open! Breakfast on the way!]

Fourth Floor Common Room, Saturday Morning

[bitchprince]

The previous day, Arthur had given Leto a piece of his mind before heading off to use his time in more effective ways. It had ended him in the common room, with Merlin, who - of course - had let his roommate toss him out of the room again.

When he woke up, all of this was far from his mind.

In fact, he was up and about within seconds, scouring the room for a stick or something. "Wake up! Wake up! I need things!"

[[ open common room is open! ]]

Halls Of The Dorms, Saturday Night

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Savannah... had gotten lost, but she was would tell you that she knew exactly where she was.

Maybe.

However, she couldn't find anyone else that she knew.

Which would be why a four year old witch was wandering the halls of the dorms. She was looking on each floor for people because she couldn't remember where certain people lived.

"Johnny!" "Summer!" "K-Mart!" "Mommy!" "Sean!"

She was calling out every name she could think of as she walked up and down the halls and up and down the stairs.


[[OPEN]]

Third Floor Common Room; Early Saturday Evening [ 03/14 ].

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After a trip to Turtle & Canary and the comics shop, a very normally large Chad and a not-so-normally small Teddy went to the common room, ready to make all sorts of pizzas for themselves and anyone else who came along.

Chad predicted that the kitchenette would be a holy mess in record time as he set Teddy on the counter so he could reach, the cats twining around their legs, and started to take the pizza making stuff out of the bag.


[[ Open common room is open! Chad is more than happy to help with making some piiiiizzaaaaaas. I'm a bit afk for about an hour, though, but wanted to get this up real quick! Teddy modded with permission! ]]

4th Floor Common Room [Saturday, Evening]

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A hard day treasure hunting, and Angela... well, hadn't honestly come up with a whole lot of real treasure. She had Chuck's watch and a whole lot of candy she'd scavenged from various common rooms... That was really about it.

It was probably all that sugar that had her still bouncing, and she'd barely made her way through a fraction of it.

She'd moved her blanket fort from her room into the common room, and was dancing along to music all the while making use of the couches and all the cushions she could find to make it the best little blanket fort it could possibly be.

Be nice enough, and she might even share her sleepover space.

[[Open like a common room is!]]