Reserves: First Floor Rec Room, Tuesday After Classes

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"Heya, guys!" Today's Reserves meeting was being held indoors again, down in the rec room of the dorms for anybody interested in gathering. Zack, of course, was doing his usual grin-and-bounce combo, which was possibly being fuelled by the really, really big mocha that he was clinging to like a lifeline. Run. "We're going to be taking it a little easy this week, at least physically, but that doesn't mean that you guys can doze off or anything! Where would the fun be in that, anyhow?"

This, from the boy who did squats as a hobby.

Maladicta shot him an amused look, shaking her head. Someone needed to learn to handle their coffee better. "While this is only a moving picture, we hope the action and ridiculous, not to mention unnecessary explosions, will help you learn something about handling yourself on... a beach? What are we watching now?"

"Uh." Kennedy was scowling at the cover of the DVD case. "Okay, who rented this? Because I'm pretty sure we didn't decide on... Let's Hope There's a Heaven? Seriously?"

...she'd rented the DVD. And she'd been pretty sure it wasn't this one at the time.

"Oh, the hell with it. Hope you guys brought popcorn. You can, like... practice your throwing arm or something if you really have to."

First Floor Lobby | Tuesday | February 8

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It was Alex's turn to sell tickets fort he upcoming Valentine's Day dance and flowers for the upcoming Valentine's Day holiday. He was just glad he didn't have to be completely surrounded by pink and red. He might have retched up his breakfast if that had happened.

Taking up a seat behind the table in the lobby, he started slowly sipping the coffee that was needed to wake him up while he contemplated sending flowers to anyone. He wasn't really a flower type of guy but he knew girls got a kick out of them and he wanted girls to get a kick of him too so maybe he'd have to make a sacrifice.

For now, he was just sitting there, looking lazy.

School Gym - Monday Afternoon

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Jack's knee was feeling good today. It wasn't giving him any problems, not even the usual dull ache he felt. He knew better than to push it too hard, but that didn't stop him taking some wide strides across the court to test it out. He bounced the basketball with each step and took the occasional shot. If he was going to play Bruce, even in a friendly game, warming up was a necessity.

[OOC: Jack's expecting Bruce, but he'll talk to/play with anyone else as well! I'm out for an hour and a half, but back after that.]

Second Floor Common Room, Tuesday Afternoon

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To say that Ender was Not Amused when he came home from classes to find all of Karla's books (as well as his copy of the Complete Works of Shakespeare, his books by Nietzsche and Kant and other philosophers, and any number of biology texts) reduced to romantic drivel would be a severe understatement. His laptop was not a credible alternative because he was still trying to come up with a good way to deal with Jane, and so the only option left to Ender was to head into the common room, and at least hope there were some good documentaries on.

"Oh, you have to be kidding me," he said, when the 111th channel also turned out to be playing... something by Jane Austen? No, even that was too much to hope.

This was not his week.

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Third Floor Common Room, Tuesday Afternoon

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The radio they were building needed to get finished. Or perhaps not finished, rather approaching a little further towards a finished state. Sov enjoyed building it with Tony as much as they suspected they would like it finished. It was a project aimed at learning and understanding, after all.

This time they had brought the broken radio that Rikku had given them. Yes, it was still broken. It had been taken apart quite thoroughly though, also in the name of learning and understanding, and the pieces were now spread out on the table in the common room. Sov doubted that they would be able to put it back together.

[Sov and Tony are going to build stuff again, but it's a very open common room, of course]