Behind the Dorms, Tuesday Afternoon

[puppy_fair]

"We did well this past weekend in warding off the gremlins." Even if Arthur'd been asleep for... well, less time than he was starting to blow it up into being, but he was frustrated. Anyway. "But we can do better. We have shared out our phone numbers - and if you haven't, yet, please leave it in the middle - but when an invasion catches us this early in the morning, we're still left scrambling. I want some of you to serve as points of contact for other students, I want all of you to see about getting a warning out or something like it if you are caught outside the dorms."

"Today's activity is going to be simple," Zack added, crossing his arms over his chest and smiling. "Figure out these points of contact that we have to work on, talk about what it is we can do to make sure that people aren't getting caught out in this stuff without warning. And," he smiled a little, his expression wry, "suggest ways that we could have handled this last invasion better. They won't always party themselves to death."

[Open!]

Fourth Floor Common Room | Evening | 1/26

[onlysmokesnics.livejournal.com]

Hayley had spent too much time cooped up in her room. She decided to come out to the common room, and started to occupy her time by putting together ingredients for an omelet. Her efforts, however, didn't turn out so well. She burned the first one, and by the time she got to trying it again, she actually ended up burning her hand.

With a scream, she flung the frying pan off the stove. Which thankfully wasn't hot enough to actually start a fire or anything when it clanked across the floor, leaving an eggy, cheese splatter in its wake. She was just so angry that she couldn't manage a simple meal, as she ran her hand under cold water from the sink. Her tears were both of pain and frustration. She just felt so useless, right then.

[ooc: Open! Feel free to distract the poor girl.]