Shooting Range, Friday Afternoon

[likethegun]

Despite the faith that Sam had in Peter's abilities, nothing could change the fact that he wanted Peter to learn how to shoot a plain, normal gun. It had been a little while since they'd discussed shooting lessons, but since they were both free in the afternoon, Sam figured there was no point in postponing things any longer.

"I know you're going to be great at this," he said as he picked out a spot for them. "You know, for the record."

[Sam's here for Peter but the range is open otherwise!]

The Deck, Friday Afternoon

[fabulous-secret.livejournal.com]

It was a bright enough day and Adora desperately missed the outdoors, so she put together a pot of hot tea and made her way outside to the deck. Settling down on a comfortable chair, she toyed with pen and paper, hoping to be inspired to compose a few letters home.

"Adam deserves to hear some news from me directly, I suppose," she murmured to herself. "But where do I start?" It wasn't likely she'd figure that out for some time, but at least she could enjoy sitting in the sunshine while she considered her options.

So far, all she had was, Dearest Brother. Not much of a start, no.

[Open deck is open! 45 degrees is not that cold.]

5th Floor Common Room, Friday Evening -- PARTY

[not_in_the_book]

There were lots of delicious smells coming from the fifth floor common room, for Ronan, faced with hosting a potluck, had decided that he couldn't but go overboard with his own dishes: a chicken curry, thick, with lots of vegetables, and pot of vegetarian chili for those who preferred their food... not made of meat.

Ronan didn't quite understand the concept, but he liked vegetables anyway, so it all worked out.

There was a small sign posted on the door, announcing: "Ronan's Birthday Potluck! All Welcome."

[Please to be waiting for OCD is up!]