Sixth Floor | Monday Morning | June 15

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Fraser was back up on the sixth floor today, chatting with some of the construction crew as the students filed in. Once everyone had arrived, he sent the worker on his way and turned to the students.

"Welcome back," he said, smiling at them. "We're going to continue with the framing process today. It's a lengthy process considering we've got a lot of rooms to frame before we actually start with any of the interiors. Therefore, please wear your hard hats and your tool belts. Work together, lift with your knees and ask for help should you need it."

He gestured to the equipment table and watched all the students get to work.

The Gym: Afternoon

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After the weekend Worf had, he was not in the mood for classes, work or any kind of social interaction.

So instead he's working out his frustrations on the punching bag in the gym. It's very possible that the punching bag may not survive the workout.

[Grumpy Klingon is particularly grumpy today. For one person in particular though open before that.]

The Roof - Early Monday Afternoon

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Chuck was still in the bad mood when he woke up on Monday but even he was getting bored of sitting around and drinking. Sure, sitting around and smoking wasn't exactly much of a difference but at least it was a change of scenery. It really pissed him off that this whole Blair thing was affecting him so much and he was spending his time on the roof thinking of ways to distract himself and forget about the whole thing.

So far the only things he had come up with was more drinking. Maybe in the city. Victrola was always distracting.

[Post is open. omg I need to be distracted myself]

The Salle, Monday Morning

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It was a Monday morning, and yesterday at Fight Club had been mostly unremarkable beyond the usual issues and so of course Arthur was in the salle, about half an hour before he knew anyone was going to come looking for him (which made it very, very early) having at a dummy with a practice sword.

The only thing that was different was that he was wearing his chainmail - so he could keep himself adjusted for the extra weight. It was also, in many ways, a familiar friend and he welcomed the extra strain on his limbs as he moved.

All in a day's training.

[[ open! ]]

deck | monday | early evening | june 15

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With it being warm (but not too hot) and lacking rain for the moment, Hannibal decided to take up some space on the deck this evening. He was mentally tired, confused, moody and just grateful for some fresh air and cooler weather. Hannibal had his feet propped up on one chair and his eyes closed, hat pulled low over his eyes while he relaxed.

He thought about building a fire or something but decided he was too lazy for that. He'd just sit here and enjoy the setting sun and darkening sky.

[the deck is open like a vegas strip joint]