Second Floor Common Room, Sunday Morning

[inthereflexes.livejournal.com]

"Now, remember, what did I tell you?" Jack asked the wee-tiny person who was sitting at the table, swinging her feet.

"Second Floor is the best floor!" Samantha declared, holding her glass of orange juice.

"And don't you forget it," Jack said, sliding a bowl of cereal in front of her and a plate of bacon, eggs, and sausage to the seat next to her for himself.

[Open like a common room! Mod foods/drinks, mun going to an Art Show for a few hours.]

Dorm lawn [early afternoon]

[sith_happened]

Juliet was happily sticking her foot into her mouth on a blanket as Anakin and her (younger, at least theoretically) brother Christopher raced around on the lawn. The little boy squealed loudly as Anakin caught him and tossed him into the air, using the Force to make him hover for a moment.

"Again!"

"Say please," Anakin replied.

"Peas!"

"Close enough."

And being on campus meant that Anakin had put his lightsaber into the weapons locker. And he won't kill people in front of his kids! Come play Jedi tag!

[OOC: Open!]

The Deck, Sunday Morning

[bitchprince]

After spending a full day keeping Rhys busy (and running him through his swordcraft training, and dealing with his still-abominable tracking skills, which had also ended in a lesson, god help him) getting fifteen minutes to himself while the boy entertained himself elsewhere seemed like the greatest kind of luxury.

Not to say he wouldn't check on Rhys soon enough again, because Arthur was nothing if not dedicated. Right now, though, he would collapse in this seat on the deck with a glass of water and a small plate of cheeses and bless the silence.

Rhys could be out here any minute again. He was somewhat faster with his food as a result.

[[ open to all, including kidlets, woo ]]

Third Floor Common Room [Sunday afternoon]

[weldedtomyspine]

With all the kids on the island for the weekend, most of them way too adorable, Jaime figured that he should do something special. You know, for the kids.

So he was in the common room baking cookies. Lots and lots of cookies. After all, the people who were usually in the dorms could go through a whole bunch of cookies all by themselves. Tossing their kinda-of-children into the mix meant he probably needed at least five times as many just to keep anyone from going hungry.

And while Jaime was aware that stuffing kids full of sugary cookies and chocolate milk (or regular old boring milk if they preferred) was a recipe for hyper-active disaster... Well, they weren't his kids.

[Fully moddable cookie varieties! And plenty of unbaked dough, for people of discerning taste.]

Deck, Sunday Evening

[living_endless]

Didi didn't have any kids to visit her -- not exactly a surprise, all things considered -- but she'd gotten a bunch of soda and s'mores supplies at T&C today anyhow, and planned to share them with as many children as possible. She'd always liked the aunt gig; some babysitting could be her good deed for the weekend.

She lit a fire in the firepit and sat cross-legged by it, toasting gooey marshmallows and ready for whoever might come.

[OOC: Ooooooopen.]