The Salle, Monday Morning

[bitchprince]

Getting to go back to regular practice after the time spent in New York? Priceless. At least if you asked Arthur, who was up good and early that morning to do just that. His muscles were aching after a while, having grown a bit lazy over the past few days despite his best efforts, but he took that as a good thing. Building.

He might have been a mite bit focused on his own drills today, yes; he was even more precise than usual. The practice dummy appreciated it.

[[ open! ]]

roof | late afternoon | monday | january 4

[fratboybitch.livejournal.com]

A little cold wasn't going to keep Alex from spending time on the damn roof. It was the quietest (unless there was someone interesting up there to talk to) place to smoke and it'd given him some pretty good memories. Cold just meant he had to wear a coat. Problem easily solved.

He also decided that he had every right to complain about the cold since he was out, spending time in it. It was his logic and he liked it.

Besides, once he'd situated himself against the wall of the roof, blocking out any of the wind, it wasn't that cold. Once he'd lit the cigarette, it felt even less so. Until it started fucking snowing, Alex wasn't going to wimp out and smoke inside. He was stronger than that.

[our systems are borked so i'm bored. open roof, of course!]

2nd Floor Common Room -- Monday Early Evening

[shyest-eyes.livejournal.com]

Hinata had figured that even if Warren was more than pleasant about dealing with Yei, that it was only good manners to remove herself (and her cat) from the room at intervals just so he could spend longer than kitten could nap without Yei attempting to stalk and play with his feathers.

Yei was a bit sulky about this move it had to be admitted. She liked the feathers.

At least, until Hinata rolled a brightly coloured ball with bells in it across the floor of the common room and all thoughts of feathers disappeared from Yei’s head as things quickly reoriented themselves, in Yei's view of the world, to ‘Omigod it's moving--moving. My ball! After it! Miiine! HI BALL!’. And a fuzzy white kitten went stampeding after the ball as if it were the best thing ever.

For her part, Hinata contented herself with a book and keeping an eye on Yei.

[Ooopen as common rooms are, yes!]

The deck - Afternoon

[need-no-moon.livejournal.com]

Yes, Jacob knew it was January, thank you very much. No, he wasn't wearing shoes. Look, he'd actually dragged the stupid t-shirt with him to avoid odd looks, but there just was no way to fit the shoes in the rubber band that was still tied around his ankle.

He'd done some experimenting and discovered that when he morphed on the island, he couldn't hear any of the other werewolves. Which was cool and worrying at the same time. It also meant he was going to have to actually call home if he wanted to catch up with what was going on. At least that worked, he'd tried it as soon as he'd gotten to his room on Saturday.

He'd slumped down on one of the chairs, his feet propped up on the table as he contemplated his stay so far. Class could have gone better. A lot better. His roomie hadn't killed him yet for snoring and he was four years in the future. He wondered if Bella was still alive.

[Open like a deck in winter time.]