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fandomhighdorms2011-08-02 09:55 am
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5th Floor Common Room, Tuesday Afternoon
So yesterday there had been an announcement warning everyone to stay the hell away from the lovely new addition to the campgrounds. Which, naturally, meant Toby had had to go check it out frakking handwavily since his player's internet connection went fzzt last night. He didn't see what the big deal was, it was just a rock. A weird coloured rock, but a rock nonetheless.
And then he'd woken up this morning to find that the voices- the thoughts of his fellow students- were particularly loud today. None of his usual meditation exercises seemed to work, so eventually he dragged himself out to the common room, hoping to find something loud and distracting on television to take his mind off, well, all the other minds out there.
Also, he couldn't shake the feeling that he'd forgotten about something important that was supposed to happen yesterday. Oh well. Maybe it'd come back to him.
[ooc: opennnnn. PLZ ENTERTAIN ME.]
And then he'd woken up this morning to find that the voices- the thoughts of his fellow students- were particularly loud today. None of his usual meditation exercises seemed to work, so eventually he dragged himself out to the common room, hoping to find something loud and distracting on television to take his mind off, well, all the other minds out there.
Also, he couldn't shake the feeling that he'd forgotten about something important that was supposed to happen yesterday. Oh well. Maybe it'd come back to him.
[ooc: opennnnn. PLZ ENTERTAIN ME.]

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"Going for the head is never the way," she noted of their haphazard attacks.
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"It's not some crazy hobby." No, she had other dangerous hobbies to keep her entertained and expend her energy on.
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"I'm trying to cut back," she half-joked. "Saving it for the class that grades me on hitting things with chairs."
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Because that wasn't just as narrow specialty as hitting people with things...
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"Considering something tried to eat me this morning, I feel like it's a good idea to go with it right now."
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And she had no clue what it had been, which was definitely bugging her.
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"It's... the way these things go. Add in the getting sent back here--" It was suspicious.
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"I think I'll be starting to carry my sword out there from now on." Until now she'd reluctantly parted with it, but this sort of thing called for arming up.