Sixth Floor Common Room, Friday Night

[glacial_queen]

By mutual agreement, Karla and her parents decided not to talk about about what was going on in Glacia and why she was here at Fandom. They still wished to know and were biding their time; Karla had pretty much decided that telling them would be a waste of time. All they could do was feel bad about it.

Instead, they had spent the afternoon handwavily wandering around the island, with Karla pointing out fun places to hang out and explore. Her father was intrigued by all the modern technology and would have been happy to spend several hours in Karla's dorm, fiddling with the lightswitch, her ipod, and her laptop. Karla's mother, however, wanted to meet more of Karla's friends. Having been on the island for over a year now, Karla knew the best way to lure people into one place.

Several orders of takeout later, the sixth floor common room was filled with dishes from Il Pollo, the Lobster Hut, Ching Tai, and, of course, Pizza Planet. She couldn't let her parents come to Fandom and not try pizza!

[Open for any night-owls!]

Fourth Floor Common Room, Saturday Afternoon

[wesleynotponcy.livejournal.com]

Wesley did not have visitors, and he didn't much like disturbing those who did. The feeling of interrupting what could be a person's last chance to see a loved one was not what he would term a pleasant sensation. So to the common room it was, based on some bizarre notion that no one with visitors might possibly join him there. That was logical.

He settled on one of the couches with a book in hand that he actually hadn't read before. (That was a first.) Well, it was a nicer place to read than his own room, anyway.

[Common room is open, of course.]

First Floor Rec Room - Friday Night

[weetinyreese.livejournal.com]

The times you could find Kyle Reese sitting and staring at a television without any other distraction could be counted on one hand. This was one of those nights though, and he felt like zoning out. There was some show on about an FBI agent going into a beauty pageant. Kyle wasn't paying a lot of attention to it.

The roof, Saturday afternoon

[notmyownage]

So, it was official. They said it on the radio and everything. Fandom sucked, and was out to get her.

Okay, so they didn't say that bit. But they did confirm that the latest weirdness meant it was, like, the one time she could have gotten any of her family to actually visit the island. She figured it would have been nice if her parents showed, but she could forgive them. She barely even remembered them -- she'd been too young when they'd died. But to have Joshua not show up?

That was just . . . mean.

So she was up on the roof, staring vaguely over the edge, watching out for people wandering around with their dead loved ones and generally being grumpy. It was probably a really good thing she and Scully hadn't put a trebuchet up here, yet.

[ooc: Roof of emo is open, yo. My poor girl is working on an epiphany, but she's absolutely botherable.]

Fifth Floor Common Room [evening]

[justwantsquiet.livejournal.com]

After Sookie had said goodbye to her grandmother, she was at a loss for what to do.

After a long moment's thought, she made her way back to the dorms, washed her face, and retrieved the product of what she and Gran had done early that day: three freshly-baked pies -- in apple, pecan, and strawberry -- from where she'd left them in her mini-fridge in her dorm room.

She took them out to the common room, curling up with the pecan one and thinking about the pie she'd rescued from Maxine Fortenberry, just like this one. To get her mind off of the day -- as best she could -- she turned on the television to provide at least some ambient noise. Not everyone on the island was sad. (Though, of course, she could tell that many were.)

[open for all your post-departure emo needs!]

3rd Floor Common Room / July 17 / Morning

[azuldragon.livejournal.com]

Azula was feeling strangely out of sorts, she rose early and found the walls of her room too... closed in. She left the room and entered the common room, brewed tea and opened the television shifting from one channel to another getting more and more annoyed.

"Isn't there anything good in this thing?"


(Open!)