Wednesday, January 5th, 2011

[identity profile] pyromanyac.livejournal.com
After a combination of boredom, exhaustion, hunger, a very interesting class, and perhaps what could be understood as common sense seemed to happen all at the same time, Chalire decided that settling in the dorms might be beneficial for her in the long run. Or short run, as she was still expecting something to use as an excuse to haul ass and ditch the student facade, even though she couldn't hide the fact she was enjoying herself alright.

She had even managed to buy food, so her way to the dorms was one carrying a large pizza cardboard half empty, and another one still complete. She had gone a little crazy there, but she supposed she would be able to earn more money...eventually.

Take, for example as to why it was a good idea to stay in the dorms, her floor's common room. It was empty when she arrived, but it seemed...nice. And the television was certainly a plus. So she slumped in the sofa, grabbed the remote, and started to zap through channels, half believing she was going to find any news she could pick as not belonging to her world. It wasn't going so great, so she just settled for a Natural Disasters Special, currently exploring the ins and outs of being caught in the middle of a tornado.

"God knows how many hundred channels this thing has, and I'm watching houses being torn down by wind. Go me."

[Open common room!]
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[personal profile] therewaslife
Bod could count the number of times he'd been in the gym on one hand. All of one time. He'd been here all of one time and that hadn't even been to do anything but talk to someone who he wasn't currently really even talking to anymore. So, that was a memory he had to force down.

He'd come down there today on a whim. Bod loved his books and he loved his quiet time but he still felt like he needed to do more things. He needed to fill his time with activities and motion to stop himself from falling into too deep a funk.

He wasn't a fighter though so he was going to ignore all the boxing and fighting equipment. Instead, he grabbed one of the basketballs and started shooting around. From close distances, he found that he wasn't bad. The further he got, the worse his aim became so he made a note to work on that. For now, he was running up and down the court, alternating between shots at either basket and working himself into a nice sweat while he did.

It felt remarkably good.

[Open place, open post]
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[personal profile] awakestheghosts
Chloe had gotten to the gym early to set up practice for the squad. She figured that it would be a good chance for them to talk and make plans now that the holiday madness was over. She had some ideas for them to do as activities and she might even talk about them.

When people got to the gym they would hear music and see one of their co-captains sitting on a mat as she stretched.
[identity profile] seaweed-demigod.livejournal.com
Percy made sure to get down to the salle a little early just so he could go through some warm ups since he hadn't kept up with his training very well over break. Riptide went from pen to sword easily in his hand and Percy held it loosely while he adjust his armor.

Yes, he was wearing armor. He was about to spar with another demigod and he didn't want to end up with an arm sliced off or a kneecap severed or something. Plus, he liked the armor. And despite not having practiced for awhile, he fell back into the old routines easily.

Now, he was just swinging Riptide and waiting for Nico and anyone else who might wander their way down. He was ready to both fight and take down his bitchy cousin. Hopefully he'd refrain from kneeing him in the junk.

[Percy's here for a few people but this is totes an open post!]
[identity profile] stylin-wizard.livejournal.com
After the Magic Reserves meeting, Alex decided to hit up the common room to see if anyone was around. Having no classes on Wednesdays meant Alex had spent most of the day in her room, bored. Common room visits usually helped to fix that.

Her rummaging through the cabinets produced a bag of popcorn (mmm, popcorn) and soon, the common room was filled with its smell. Placing the bowl on the nearby table, Alex flopped onto the couch and flipped on the television.

Time to see if there was anything worth watching.

[Open like an open thing.]

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