Third Floor Common Room, Tuesday, After Workshops

[lilpunkinbelly.livejournal.com]

Dawn was making herself dinner. Or, really, she was gathering dinner, since at this exact moment, it seemed to consist of potato chips, jelly beans, peanut butter, and some carrot sticks.

For the nutrition, of course.

Anyone who wanted to make something real would probably be very welcome.

[ooc: Open, of course!]

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[palestshadow.livejournal.com]

"I was in an interactive work of art," she explained with a light smile. "Also known as a paint fight. It feels rather festive."

[notqueenyet.livejournal.com]

"Were there paintballs?" Aravis asked curiously. "I heard those hurt."

[palestshadow.livejournal.com]

"Paintballs?" Naminé shook her head. "We had large gun-like weapons shooting paint, and balloons filled with paint as well. None of them hurt."