Sunday, March 7th, 2010

[identity profile] once-a-traitor.livejournal.com
The deck near the dorms was, for all intents and purposes, completely normal. The only thing that might have seemed even remotely out of place was the fact that there was a palomino horse (of course, of course) on the aforementioned deck. The horse wore a jaunty hat and seemed quite interested in the business section of the morning paper.

There was a cup of hot coffee next to him, but how he'd procured it and how he intended to drink it (if, indeed, he did intend to drink it) was a mystery.

[OOC: Edmund is Mister Ed and open deck is open! I've gone to bed, SP tonight! Deck's all yours.]
bitten_notshy: ([au] sketching)
[personal profile] bitten_notshy
Jack Dawson had found Rose, which was the kind of good that went beyond words like good and well into what might be termed the supercalifragelisticexpialidocious territory. He still wasn't sure about this place -- the time travel stuff was just freaking strange -- but the people seemed like they'd be good people to be around, mostly. Nobody except Cal had been snotty to him. And of course, Rose was there. Nothing could go too bad when Rose was around. Maybe he could get a job and stick around until he saved up enough money to get up to New York.

But all of that was for later.

For now, he sat at one of the tables outside the dormitory building, half-smoked cigarette clenched between his teeth as he enjoyed the sunshine and sketched anything that caught his eye. It wasn't serious artwork, but it helped to pass the time.

[OOc: Open patio, natch.]
longislandiceme: (movie!bobby [smile])
[personal profile] longislandiceme
Bobby still didn't really know what was going on. But he and Rogue hadn't had any luck finding the Professor or Mr. Summers or Ms. Munroe or anyone yesterday. Maybe that Kate girl had been onto something after all.

Still, transported to an alternate dimension or not, boy had to eat. Which is why he found the nearest kitchen-like area and was currently preparing himself a gourmet dinner of macaroni and cheese.
likethegun: (lucifer: loves john milton)
[personal profile] likethegun
Lucifer was back on the roof in the evening, looking out over the town and wondering where to go from here. He couldn't act with Michael in town, and he honestly wasn't sure if he could win if Michael tried to fight him. He wasn't hiding here - it was a tactical retreat, and considering the fun he'd had with the humans yesterday, he was certain there was more entertainment to be had while he made his plans.

[Expecting one specific person but open roof is open!]
[identity profile] inthereflexes.livejournal.com
Still hungry, even after everything this weekend, Jack decided to cook himself dinner. Fried potatoes, a mess of bacon, and he was working on country fried steak. Good eatin'.

The smell (and the cholesterol) wafted out of the common room.

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