Thursday, June 4th, 2009

The Gym: Afternoon

Thursday, June 4th, 2009 07:03 am
[identity profile] sonofmogh.livejournal.com
After Etiquette and his... incident with Katchoo the day before, Worf had more than enough sexual frustration aggression to fuel his work out today.

Which might explain why the poor punching bag looked like it was about to fly off and explode into a wall.

[Worf is here for one person in particular but the rest of the gym is open for those who need it.]
[identity profile] wantstocheer.livejournal.com
After class, Claire went for a long run through the preserve, which did absolutely nothing to quelch the restlessness she was feeling.

She took a long shower, put on a pair of lounge pants and a tank top and headed for the roof, her hair still wet. She hoped it would be quiet up there and maybe she could get some peace of mind.



[totally open roof, yes]
[identity profile] ancientbschamp.livejournal.com
Don't ask where Gabrielle got the pink heart-shaped sunglasses, or the lollipop; furthermore, don't ask how she knew how to make a pina colada or even knew what one was. She certainly didn't seem to think there was anything out of the ordinary about any of these things, or about the outfit she was wearing.

Did it matter? She was stretched out on a lounge chair on the deck, doing things to that lollipop that would barely squeak by Standards and Practices for a syndicated show as she lazily dangled the pina colada from her other hand.

She couldn't help feeling like this deck would be just that much better if it had a hot tub.

. . . yes, she knew what those were too. Again, just don't ask.

[OOC: Open like a deck! This is the only way "Married With Fishsticks" will ever exist in my world. WTF, season 5, WTF.]
endsthegame: (up above)
[personal profile] endsthegame
By now, Ender had identified whatever was going on with him as the raging hormones that they were. He still didn't like it; the indirectness of the itch, the way it made him flush for no reason at all, was troubling. Maybe if there had been an actual target for it, it would've made more sense to deal with, but there wasn't.

It was just some other creature carrying his skin around, like an overcharged chimpanzee looking for a quick release. Out of everything in the world he didn't have control over, his body had always been the one exception.

In short, Ender's place was on the roof this morning, where he could still catch the last snatches of the night's cold and he could focus on the laptop keys going tap-tap-tap underneath his fingers.

[[ open, for i am cruel ]]
[identity profile] inthereflexes.livejournal.com
Oh, this place was just messing with him at the moment. "Come on now, I know there was cheese in here yesterday!" he said, face buried in the fridge, sandwich-in-process on the counter.

He should have been hiding in his room after what had been happening recently, but...he was hungry.


[ETA: slowplay as of 8:15 EST for a bit, going out for a bit of Sunday fun!Back!]
[Also: GO WINGS!]
icecoldfrost: (don't need telepathy to know you're dumb)
[personal profile] icecoldfrost
Chips and salsa probably didn't count as dinner for most people, but considering that it was about the extent of Emma's cooking ability, it would have to make due. As agitated as she was right now, she's burn down the dorms if she so much as tried to make popcorn.

Which, if people would shut up, she wouldn't be having this problem.

Food achieved, she settled in on the couch and started channel surfing. It had been over a year of no television: time to see if cable had anything worth watching.

[Open as CRs are!]
gobrookeyourself: (bathing suit)
[personal profile] gobrookeyourself
Brooke got back to the dorms late, and still needing to work off some energy, she decided to go ahead and head down to the pool. Not only was it exercise, but maybe the cooler water would help her out some.

Of course, who knew how long the bathing suit would stay on once she'd started swimming the length of the pool. And yes, she knew about the cameras, she just figured whoever was watching the feed might need a treat.


[Open! Yes I'm posting again. Deal. I'm bored and I think most people are ICly doing it which means I have to make my own fun.]
[identity profile] cataclysmicluck.livejournal.com
Zayne had learned an important lesson: don't sleep in public here. He learned another lesson, too: sometimes ink doesn't want to come off of skin.

But right now he was able to get some time away from common rooms and roommates who wear very little clothing, and that made things... well, more peaceful if nothing else. He only had a few sets of robes and he couldn't wear them indefinitely without washing them (even if he did come from a galaxy where it seemed like people often only wore one outfit for years). So he was doing laundry. And the weird sounds the washer was making were more than enough to help distract him from thoughts that weren't proper for a potential Jedi and the fact that he had things drawn on his face. Instead, he could just focus on whether or not the machine was supposed to be making these noises. He was pretty sure it wasn't.

"This thing better not explode," Zayne said to himself. "That would ruin the peace."

[OOC: As open as a laundry room!]

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