The Gym / Friday Afternoon

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Azula ran through some forms as she waited for Hayley. The last few days consisted of trainings which really made her feel better. Spending time in her room was beginning to remind her of the facility.

(for onlysmokesnics but open gym is open!)

4th Floor Common Room, Saturday Noon

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Now that Merlin was a reporter for the school paper, it would seem that research needed to be done on just what sort of interviews he ought to do.

He was, of course, researching this by watching television. Fox News to be specific.

And right now he was almost certain that he couldn't find some sort of secret drug trade on the island in order to make his article more interesting.

Well... maybe if he interviewed Chuck.

[[Open common room is open!]]

Third Floor Common Room - Saturday Afternoon

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As much as he hated being that guy who did work in public, Chuck found that his room had too much porn too many distractions to really get anything done. And he really had to get stuff done. That parents thingamawhatsit was in a few weeks and Chuck had to make sure his bars would be something worth showing his father. So he took his laptop with him to the common room and settled down on the couch.

Well he couldn't work without background noise so he started channel surfing. The first thing that came up was that stupid Jonas Brothers show. As if he was watching that. So he went up a channel. The Werewolf Journals. Chuck was fairly sure he needed to be high to enjoy that.

Another channel. The Valley. Uh, no, not watching that.

Another one. Dusk. Not that either, thank you.

And another one. Rumor Gal. Oh hell no.

At that point Chuck threw the remote against the couch and groaned. "Great, I get the TV that has been possessed by a thirteen year old girl."

[I don't even know. CR post is open, of course]

deck | early evening | saturday | september 12

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In the Community, going out after certain hours hadn't been permitted save for the those with Assignments that required it. Even being three years removed from that place, it still took Jonas a few weeks to realize that he could go out and stay out without the fear of punishment.

There were so many things he knew he could be doing or could be learning but, tonight, he found himself just staring up at the darkening sky. It was overcast but the clouds still captivated him in ways that might seem mundane to almost everyone else. It was amazing to him how they moved, changed shape and combined with each other so effortlessly.

Jonas hoped he might see stars later, when the sky grew dark, but watching the clouds was all right with him for the moment. The book he'd brought lay unopened next to him, ready if the clouds grew boring. Jonas didn't see that happening though.

[the deck's open!]

Third Floor Common Room - Saturday Morning

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Codex had survived two weeks in Fandom. This, in her opinion, was a great feat and a little distance from her fellow Guildies was doing her a world of good. She didn't have to worry about them showing up randomly (plane tickets were expensive) and things could go back to them being contactable only through the computer. It was a winning situation really.

As a treat for surviving, Codex was out of her room, on the couch and watching TV with a nice bowl of some kind of cereal that looked like a rainbow puked into the milk. Only less gross.


[OOC: The meta of Hercules & Xena: The Battle for Mount Olympus is on the TV because it's on mine. Method RP!]

Sixth floor kitchen, Saturday night

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Shilo had ended up taking a three-hour-long nap this evening (mostly because she could), and as a result had missed dinner time. So now she was attempting to fend for herself in a kitchen that she'd only read about in her father's issues of Popular Mechanics, in articles like "How I Restored My Parents' Old Kitchen" and "Nostalgia for The '00s".

So she knew all about how the stove was constructed, and how to replace parts that weren't out of circulation yet with bits of wire you found around the garage... but no clue as to how one actually used it.

"Is macaroni and cheese supposed to be that color?" she asked the universe at large while staring into a pot.

[I realized tonight that Shilo hadn't been up to the top floor yet. Open to anyone!]