2nd Floor Common Room

[notcalledlizzie.livejournal.com]

Okay, so she decided that she would run.

Which meant election promises and posters.






Vote Elizabeth, Junior Council Rep

I promise to:
*Maintain a good relationship with the faculty
*Ensure a positive and welcoming environment for all students
*Be honest and always listen to what YOU want



Having plastered them all around the dorms, from the gym to the top floor common room (via the shooting range), she settled into the common room with her palm pilot, a notebook and lists. If she was going to run, she was going to do it properly. And hiding away in her room certainly wasn't the way to go about it.


[[ooc: Come and say hi. And please forgive my lack of graphics skills!]]

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[chasingangela]

After waking up in Marty's room, Angela roams into the common room to see if anyone is watching cartoons. You know, for a change.

"Hi, Elizabeth. Haven't seen you since before break. How's the campaign?"

[notcalledlizzie.livejournal.com]

"Hey, Angela," Elizabeth turned around and smiled. "Schastlivogo
rozhdestva!

The campaign is, well, as you see. I have posters. I have promises. I even have some votes. How are you?"

[chasingangela]

"Pretty good," she says. "I mean, the phone weirdness yesterday was, um, interesting and kind of makes me want to hide forever. But the new people seem cool, and, hey, classes are almost here."

"And I didn't know you spoke -- what was that, Russian?"

[notcalledlizzie.livejournal.com]

"You got odd messages too? I don't know who called me; it wasn't anyone I knew, and it sounded like an adult as well. I thought it was just that he was new, and screwed up the number!"

She grins. "Russian, yes. I was telling you Merry Christmas, because today is when Russian Orthodox celebrate Christmas. My grandmother was Russian, so I'm not being quite as random as I sound there!"

[peter--parker.livejournal.com]

Peter walked down to the second floor, hoping for something to distract him from that special kind of mind-numbing boredom that can be found on Saturday mornings. When he spotted Liz and Angela, he waved and said, "Hi," in a friendly tone.

[chasingangela]

"Hey," Angela says. "Are you one of the new people?"

[peter--parker.livejournal.com]

"Yeah, I got in yesterday. Peter Parker," he said. "And, yes, I know about gremlins, Locker 327, and the toaster." Peter had a feeling that everyone was conditioned to tell new people about those things on sight.

[notcalledlizzie.livejournal.com]

Elizabeth nodded. "That's good. Because we'd hate to lose new students in the first week through the Locker because we neglected to tell them about it. That would just be embarrassing."

[notcalledlizzie.livejournal.com]

"Hi," Elizabeth replied, smiling at him.

[peter--parker.livejournal.com]

"I'm Peter," he said. "I think I just saw you on a bunch of posters. Elizabeth, right?"

[notcalledlizzie.livejournal.com]

"Nice to meet you, Peter," Elizabeth replied, holding out her hand to shake. "And, yes. Elizabeth Weir. This is Angela."

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

It was Saturday morning and the fourth floor common room was empty. Isabel decided to go check the common rooms on the other floors. Saturday morning cartoons were more fun with company.

She reached the second floor common room and stopped when she saw Angela and two people she didn't recognize. "Hi Angela and people I don't know yet!"

[peter--parker.livejournal.com]

"Hey, it's a person I don't know yet either!" Peter said. "Not that people like that are uncommon at the moment, but still. Hi. I'm Peter."

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

"Oh great! Another new student. Isabel Evans, I'm a sophomore," she said, "What year are you?"

[peter--parker.livejournal.com]

"Same here, actually. Sophomore," Peter said. "Apparently our class is united in apathy."

[chasingangela]

"Hey, Isabel. So I guess you got to your curling iron before you burned the dorms down?," ANgela says with a slight smile.

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

Isabel laughed. "Yes, somehow I don't think the administration would aprreciate me burning the dorm down my first week here."

[chasingangela]

"Probably not. It's too cold to sleep outside, too, or I'd say the students might applaud you."

[notcalledlizzie.livejournal.com]

Elizabeth grinned. "Hi. I'm Elizabeth. I'm guessing you're new?"

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

Isabel grinned back. "Yes I am, Isabel Evans. Nice to meet you Elizabeth."

[can_be_more]

Seeing someone she doesn't know, Aeryn figures she should probably say something. "You're one of the new people?" she asks.

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

"That's me. Isabel Evans." She smiled, "I take it you're not a new person?"

[can_be_more]

Aeryn debated staying in bed and not dealing with anyone because yesterday was just mostly bad, but that's just a stupid thing for her to do. She wanders into the common room, seeing the posters, and says, "I see you decided to run."

[notcalledlizzie.livejournal.com]

Elizabeth shrugs. "Figured that I might as well," she replies. "If I didn't, then I wouldn't be allowed to complain. How are you?"

[can_be_more]

She half nods and half shrugs, which may or may not be an answer. "Glad yesterday's over," she says.