The Roof, Wednesday Afternoon

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Wes wasn't really an outdoorsy kind of guy, but his roommate frankly kind of freaked him out, so he'd gone around looking for places to be instead of his dorm whenever possible. When he discovered the door that led to the roof, he settled on that, and went up the stairs with a book under his arm.

Settling down on the ledge, he opened his book and began reading. Yes, this was much nicer than having to check around his room every few minutes to make sure his things weren't being stolen.

[For Quinn, but also open, I guess! I have class for a couple hours, but after that, whoo Meet Cute!]

The dorm freight elevator, Wednesday evening

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Scully had been looking for a way to move trebuchet parts (or the whole trebuchet, once they started re-building it) up onto the roof if they needed to. And found a freight elevator that she hadn't realized was there in the dorms.

And now she was stuck in it. Yelling.

"HEY! ANYONE! CALL SECURITY! CALL THE JANITOR! GET ME OUT OF HERE!"

[welcome to Meet Cute. Feel free to try to get her out. And/or get stuck in there with her.]

Dorms Stairwell - Afternoon

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Jake was barrelling down the stairs. Barrelling because he liked speed, and stairs were boring. He was jumping three, four stairs at once, trusting his hearing to pick up on anyone coming up the other way. It was near the landing of the first floor that it happened. It shouldn't have happened, he was a wolf and he was fast and balanced. He didn't fall. Just didn't.

It made no sense. Absolutely no sense for him to go lose his balance and miss the next stairs. And then he wasn't barrelling, but more... following gravity on his way to the ground.

[For one please, but the rest of the post is open in case you need the stairs.]