First Floor Lobby, Thursday Evening

[thatsamilkshake]

The box near the doors to the outside world marked a minor event in the history of Fandom: the first time Francine Peters had ever gone near the Fandom High weapons locker.

It wasn't, however, filled with weapons; it was filled with gas masks. The selection was pretty varied, from WWI and WWII through contemporary and even a few that looked like they hadn't quite been invented yet.

Next to them was a clipboard for signing them out, a plate of butterscotch morsel cookies, and a large poster taped to the wall.



[OOC: Feel free to stop in, sign one out, hang around, or just mod having picked one up if you need to. Post is open like an open lobby, but Francine is absent due to migraine. Mine. ETA: And Kurt is also offering brimstone-scented fog-free transport within!]

Comments

Sign out a gas mask

[thatsamilkshake]

Which has the added benefit of letting people know who the heck is out in that mess.

Re: Sign out a gas mask

[blondecanary.livejournal.com]

Dinah came down to the lobby loaded for bear-- well, dinosaur-- and picked up two gas masks, just in case one got damaged. Time to go fight!

Hang out in lobby

[thatsamilkshake]

As one does. There's cookies, fish, and a color tv. Could be worse.

Get a Ride

[bamf-tastic.livejournal.com]

Kurt's artistic talents couldn't match Francine's, but he had a sign of his own to put up -- just black marker on white paper saying TELEPORTING SERVICES (NO FOG), and his cell phone number.

He taped it to the wall and then sat down in front of the TV with a bowl of popcorn.