Dorms, anywhere you want him (late morning)

[cameronmitchell.livejournal.com]

Too tired from drooling on his girlfriend sitting outside sign up all night to do much productive, Cameron is currently wandering through the dorms. He still hasn't found his Little Sib person thingie and hopes to run into him as he has no clue where Walter could be staying. He might also be looking for Yuffie who he completely missed yesterday due to him having to write a song for Parkie.

During his wanderings, he really has to face up to the fact that yes, 2nd floor rocks.

((Open for all. Feel free to stop him and distract his player from itchy chicken pox.))

Comments

[chasingangela]

"Yes, but most of them ... I mean, there aren't any, like, three feet tall people with green skin," Angela explains. "But there's a whole bunch of people who are technically aliens, I guess. Anders. Cally. Lee Adama. Kara Thrace, I think. The Doctor. Han Solo. This girl Chiana, who is probably the only one you'd pick out -- she's kind of grey. The rest of them are just normal people who aren't from earth."

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

Well, she'd wanted information. And now, even though she swore she wanted no part of her supposed Destiny, she felt like she owed it to Max to let him know.

"The conspiracy freaks and the FBI Special Unit would love this place." Isabel rose to her feet. "I'm sorry Angela, I just realized I left my curling iron on Yes, it's a lame excuse. I got up way too early for sign-ups to actually function."

[chasingangela]

"No problem," Angela says. "Don't burn the dorms down. Talk to you later."

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

"Definitely!"