Anarchist Philanthropist Club, Tuesday After Classes

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Today, when the Anarchist Philanthropist club met, it was outside. Jim was grinning, a surfboard-like object tucked under one arm, and a few (reusable fabric) grocery bags slung over his other shoulder. Out of the bag were poking a few pieces of paper with little foil packets taped to them. At least two of these things (the grin and the environmentally friendly bags stuffed with things) were shared by his compatriot and fellow not-leader as well, though Britta’s grin definitely had a certain smirking quality to it, too.

( Bet you can't guess where this one is going, guys. )

First Floor Lobby: Early Tuesday Evening

[childhood-taunt.livejournal.com]

After classes and clubs, Matt had made his way down to the lobby where he had managed to set up a small table filled with pamphlets and educational materials as well as some of the foil packets that had been provided at the Anarchist Philanthropist Club that he had just attended.

Granted, Matt was supposed to plaster the town with such materials but that would be difficult to do for a normal blind person. So Matt had decided to take the basic approach on making sure that his fellow students were well provided for.

And also? Some of the pamphlets and educational materials were posted on the bulletin board in case people didn't want to chat.

Unfortunately the ones on the bulletin board were upside down. Alas.

[Open!]

5th Floor Common Room: Tuesday night [2-14-12]

[walkswithcoyote]

It might have been Valentine's Day, but it's not like Mercy had any plans. Still, she was getting really antsy in her room, between the heat and the feelings, and she'd thought maybe a distraction might help - something like popcorn and a movie.

But it seemed like everything she found playing just made her feel even more hot and bothered.

Which would be why she was finding it hard to stay on any one channel and was currently down to a tank top and light pajama pants.



[Open as common rooms are.]