The front steps of the Dorms, Wednesday during class

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"Here!" Kenzi was carefully putting her stolen butter sculpture down, and then beaming at Seifer. "You're sure you can make it so these don't melt?"



[ooc: for the partner in crime kidnapping victim political protester first, but feel free to react to the Art Installation. Kenzi, at least, is entirely subject to any Detentions or punishments that seem reasonable.

Installation up! AVENGE THE BOVINE! FOR THE DAIRY COWS!

Both are okay with whatever Detention they've earned.]

Pride Meeting, First Floor Rec Room, Wednesday After Classes

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"Hey, guys," Petra said. "I didn't have time to make anything this week," because she'd been busy trying to keep her roommate from burning down the dorms. You were welcome. "So I picked up some stuff from the store." She gestured to the snacks table, where there were chips, pretzels, and Oreos.

"So, Parents Weekend is over and we all survived, yay, so let's just talk about how that went and our families this week, yeah? My family's been great, they're super-supportive, and we've had our problems but largely they've been money-related so, you know, who hasn't?" Aw, look at her making all light of it. "And my mom was really sick for a while, but she's better now. So I know that I'm really lucky to have them, and I'm not, like, bragging or anything, I'm just saying. That's my story. What's yours?"

The Salle [Wednesday, After Classes]

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So apparently some people weren't as crazy as Kate, and preferred not to get up at the ass-crack of dawn to play with swords. Possibly that was because she was alone in that particular habit. Or just she spent time with the ones inclined to lie-ins.

Either way she was breaking that habit once again today. She couldn't help but wonder, idly, as she ran a cloth over Slayer's blade if maybe teaching someone to do as she did, didn't come somewhere under Tyrion's 'nothing that'll get anyone killed' clause. The thought wasn't giving her any pause, though, and she'd brought an extra sword, assuming that her partner would probably show. Hoped she did, actually, since she was intrigued to know if this would work.

Her lips twitched in a slight grimace as she encountered a weakness in the enchanted blade. "I'll feed you tomorrow."

... She liked to pretend it could understand her sometimes. Hush.

[[Kate is waiting for someone specific, but the post is still open and she's around should anyone want to bother her before that.]]