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Not having any classes to go to that morning had definitely cemented it into Libby's brain that she really did just make it through her first semester at an actual school, and the whole thing had been such a wild whirlwind of experiences that she'd felt she'd only just blinked since she'd arrived her a few months ago, and now here she was. And with nothing really else to do that morning, she felt a little compelled to do something to sort of celebrate that fact. And, since they always did a little bit of a picnic back home to celebrate any big accomplishments like that, well...that's what she figured she'd do now.

The day was a little overcast, but she was confident it would hold out as she moved everything out to the deck to set up and hopefully catch anyone coming in and out of the dorms (what did most people do at a boarding school in the weeks between classes? Sleep in, maybe, she supposed, but she couldn't even imagine). It definitely wasn't anything too fancy or special, because the Hazletts didn't really do fancy or special. Just some potato salad, some coleslaw and some sandwiches, a few different fruits, a sweet potato pie, and an attempt to recreate Zo's 'Not-So-Famous' lemonade.

Like she said, nothing fancy, but they were foods that always inspired a sense of celebration and togetherness for her and her family, and she just sort of hoped that it wasn't just her and the flies around to enjoy it, but if that ended up being the case, then so be it. There were worse ways to send an afternoon.

outofthequiver

Even though there were definitely a few things left floating around unresolved in her head, Libby was having a much better week than last week, and was finally starting to feel a little more like herself again. So much so, in fact, that she was feeling a few pangs of homesickness again, and thought maybe some cooking in the common room might help with that. She suspected that most of the other students would probably be spending their Saturdays sleeping in, but that was a luxury she still hadn't quite gotten used to enjoying. So she was up pretty bright and early, out of habit still more than anything, checked the fridge, hit up the store, and then returned to get to work on (what else?) a breakfast casserole.

If anything, maybe the smell of it cooking might drag at least a few hungry stomachs out of bed, and, if not, well...she might venture toward the TV and give it a look. Weren't Saturday morning cartoons sort of a whole thing for worldly kids? She didn't really have that much of a pressing interest in the experience, truth be told, but it might be interesting to see what that was all supposed to be about.

[[ open common room is open! ]]

imawizard

In the time that he'd been here, this week had never come up in conversation, and Harry was really pretty over it. He didn't really know what was happening except that it was stupid, and at least everyone seemed to be in the same boat. Did that make it better or worse?

You know what was boring? Cereal. So Harry was making cereal, with the Weather Channel on in the background. Nice and safe.

[Open!]

craic_killer

After heading to Mass for St. Patrick's Day and walking past people dressed in green and heading into pubs at 11am on workday in Lent, Clare was properly scandalized about American decadence.

She went into the common room with a bag full of groceries and began making traditional Irish food for the holiday: not a green beer to be found, but plenty of lamb stew, potato pancakes, soda bread, and an apple cake.

The air smelled amazing, if she did so so herself. It was making her horribly homesick.

furrybluefreak

Thursday was one of Kurt's slower days as far as classes went. So he was soon finding himself with energy to burn and was looking for something to do. Eventually, he made his way to the gymnasium and was once more on the basketball court.

It was a pastime he had enjoyed back at the Academy, though games there usually involved the antics of Scott, Logan, and sometimes Kitty. It was kinda fun though playing a basketball game with a team of one, and so Kurt kept porting around the court, passing and catching the ball and sinking a few impressive shots now and then as he worked to burn off some of that pent up energy.

(totally open for anyone who wants to watch or join in)

imawizard

Harry wasn't huge on caffeine but he was kind of dragging some by now. It also hasn't occurred to him that there was maybe a spell or something that would take care of this. More than likely the letter he'd sent back to Hermione this week complaining would get a response of "if only you had tried ____" the day after this ended.

For now though he was contemplating a chocolate Pop Tart in the kitchen. Chocolate had caffeine, right? Did chocolate count? Would this help? Would he try either way? (Yes, no, no, yes.)

[Open!]

furrybluefreak

Kurt had already been up for a while by the time he made it to the common room to look for something to eat. The big trip was coming up quickly and there was a lot to get ready and do before then.

Mainly, getting a new camera of his own and making sure he had everything he needed.... like... the laundry. Yeah, he probably should start working on that pile and get enough clean clothes together for the trip.

So, there was Kurt, scrounging around for somethin to eat, going over a check list in his head, and getting more and more excited about the trip the more he thought about it.

(Post and of course common room are open!)

furrybluefreak

Kurt was having a nice relaxing afternoon after his two classes that day. He had just gotten the information about the school trip coming up and he was excitedly looking over a few of the pamphlets and stuff he had ~~handwavely~~ gotten the other day.

And so there he was, relaxing in the hammock hanging in the corner of the room as he looked up more information on his phone, his excitement for the coming trip only growing by the minute. This was going to be an awesome trip! Would probably make Logan and Scott a bit jealous... though he did wish Storm could come because that would be amazing!

As it was he sent off a few texts back home to let them know about the trip and the cool things that they had planned for it.

(Door is unlocked and post is open!)

giveittoyoursister

Vi had been here long enough that her hair was starting to grow out on her left and shaggy (well, shaggier) on the right, and there was no way she was getting back to sleep after the rough night she'd had. She figured she might as well take advantage of the multiple mirrors in the larger baths and access to actual, sharp scissors to clean things up a little.

So now she was standing angled between two mirrors, passing the scissors from hand to hand as she tried to trim her hair into submission. It still wasn't going to be as close and neat as Vander had always got it, but it sure beat trying to do it entirely by touch with a rapidly blunting shiv.

[Open girls' bathroom is open.]

furrybluefreak

Kurt had been doing a good bit of thinking during his off time from classes that week, so there was a lot on his mind as he made his way into the kitchen area of the common room early that morning.

Back home, he had always talked with his parents while cooking whatever big meal they were having for the day. And while his folks obviously were not here, he was still doing a lot of thinking as he started on a nice big breakfast. Might as well keep up some semblance of tradition right?

And so, if anyone was awake, they were likely soon to be greeted with the fragrant aromas of a big breakfast, because if he was going to be making breakfast, Kurt figured he might as well go all out and make enough for whoever wanted to stop in for a some food options that were a bit better than sugary cereal or poptarts.

Kurt got to work on the spread and soon there was plenty of bacon, hash browns, eggs, and toast for whoever wanted some.

(common room is of course open and food it totally up for grabs!)

outofthequiver

A letter had arrived from Libby's grandma, with a little note and a little spending money, pointing it out that it wasn't much, but it was more than what she was used to making do with. And while it would have seemed wise to save it, Libby missed making big meals with her mom so much that she headed to the store, picked up what she needed, and then headed back to the common room to start putting together a nice breakfast casserole.

And if anyone woke up and wanted to have some with her, all the better, but if not, she already had some Tupperware ready to go to go and a list of people she planned on distributing the leftover to.

[[ work is suspiciously slow right now and I know i shouldn't trust it, but i'mma post anyway! Open common room is open for all your common room and breakfast needs! ]]

furrybluefreak

There had been a lot going on between a full class schedule and still getting fully comfortable with the island. Kurt did very muchlook forward to the day he knew his way around enough he could really start porting around more easily. But that was still a little ways off, unfortunately.

So after walking back from morning class, and after a quick stop for some snacks and supplies, Kurt headed back to the dorm room. It was going to be a good day. He and Guillermo had a full day of goofing off, geeking out, and having fun planned, and Kurt couldn't wait!

"Picked up a few extra things on the way back" he said holding up the bags with a grin. "We should be good to go!"

For the roomie but anyone can stop by and join the geeky fun if they want!

outofthequiver

Even though things seemed like they might be improving between Libby and her roommate after last weekend, she still liked to give Vi her space, and, by now, Libby was just used to spending most of her time, albeit handwavily, in the common rooms or elsewhere. She was definitely starting to feel the ache of homesickness, though, and so she figured she might take care of some of that by writing some letters to send off, trying her best to detail things for her mother, for her siblings, for Zo (who would no doubt tease her a little for writing a letter when she could just text or call, but Libby knew she would appreciate the quaintness of it all the same) without ending up with whole novels for them to read.

There was a lot to be said, though! So she made herself a mug of hot chocolate, since it just seemed to really complete the whole experience, sat down at the table with a notebook and a ready pen, and got to recounting how her first month here in the outside world seemed to be shaping up for her, with the copy of the book she was reading for her books and movie class on hand, as well, because she figured, when she finished with the letters, she would go ahead and get started on that second read-through of it, since she'd pretty much already devoured it at least one.

[[ open common room is open for some lazy Sunday SP! ]]

white_oleander

Astrid had been thinking of ordering some food, but when she got to the common room to make sure there weren't already too many leftovers in the fridge already, she suddenly felt really disenchanted with the whole idea and changed her mind. So, instead, she drifted over to the couch, dropped into it with a sigh, and tucked up her legs, feeling really pensive about...everything. About her mother. About whether or not she wanted to go to New York with Paul Trout, about whether life was just a dead end at a certain point or if she'd just keep drifting between one thing to the next...

...at least this place was a little nicer than Rena's place, but she did sometimes miss everyone there. And the hustling here wasn't nearly as good.

[[ look, it's my favorite event, I have the day off, and I don't even need to feel bad about making whoever has radio suffer because that person is me. Everybody in the pool! Open common room is definitely open! ]]

canlendanear

Alara didn’t have class til tomorrow, so she was taking advantage of having the morning free to do an extended workout in the gym as a way to keep her mind off how cold it was and for a way to stay warm.

She really wasn’t a fan of snow.

As always she was getting quite into the punching bags and had already sent a couple flying to the ground this morning as she went through her workout.

[open!]

lovethatjourney

Alexis had flown back from a photo shoot late last night, woken up late this afternoon, and decided that what she really needed today was Thai. So she placed an order for one thing, and when it showed up there were several bags worth of things.

"How!" she'd yelled at the delivery guy's retreating back. "How do you stay in business?"

He didn't hear her or didn't care, and now she was spreading out the food on the table for people to take. She was going to hoard her own container, though.

[What, the boys have one. Open!]

furrybluefreak

With the current stash of leftovers in their new dorm fridge gone, Kurt made his way to the common room for something quick and easy for breakfast. He soon found some cereal in one of the cabinets and was settling down with a bowl as he sat at the table and got to work on the reading assignment for his Book and Movie class. Fortunately, it was a story he was very familiar with but he decided to challenge himself a little and give it a read in a different version than he was used to. And so there he sat with the bowl in front of him, the book held nearby securely in his tail.

[post and common room open!]

furrybluefreak

Kurt had been keeping pretty busy his first week on the island. And a lot had happened... like, A LOT.

His classes had all gone well and he really liked the classes and teachers so far. He was getting to know some of his fellow classmates and the other students in the dorms too. And he and his roomie had gotten started on making their room into a geeky haven.

But now the weekend was here. With no classes and with most of his studies already done for the day, Kurt found himself exploring the dorms a bit more and soon found himself in the gymnasium. Once he found where the basketball court was, he was running up and down the court, dribbling and shooting and having a lot of fun with it. Especially when he started teleporting around a bit in the open space, throwing the ball down the court and appearing right in front of it to catch it and make a shot. And so anyone walking by would have seen Kurt popping in and out as he darted around the court, making a couple of impressive hoop shots in the process.

[Post and court are definitely open!]

guillermothegreat

This past week had been the best week of Guillermo’s life, he had a lot of cool classes and had met even cooler people, including his roommate and now that he had settled in and and he and Kurt had been decorating their dorm room, he decided to test out the kitchen facilities in the common room and with that he selected a couple of familiar recipes to try.

After making a stop in town to pick up some ingredients, he went about making enchiladas and quesadillas. He was making extra to so that there could be left overs and enough if anyone wanted to try some.

In between the cooking though, he was absolutely practicing his jazz hands since he had been very much inspired by the holiday pageant that they had watched in class yesterday and he was getting rather into it.

[so very open!]

notanaxemurderer

Kiem knew better than to try to make the new students feel welcome by making breakfast, since whatever he made that wasn't toast or cereals would be inedible. But there was coffee! He knew how to make that, and why not make a lot of it, since, well, at least some people might appreciate it.

So the common room smelled of coffee and while he waited for it to brew Kiem checked the dart car results on his phone.

[Because something should happen in the dorms. Open.]

x_discospider_x

By the time Troy and Astrid (~in the moooorn-ing~) made it to the common room, Troy wasn't feeling so much mad anymore and just hurt. Deeply, deeply injured, because the squirrels had turned them away (rather forcefully, too! They were just squirrels, you wouldn't think they could be that strong, but then you'd be wrong!) at the radio station, which was just...just...

They claimed they didn't need them. They claimed everything was covered! But it was Friday! It was 🎵 ~Troy and Astrid in the mooorn~ing~~ 🎵 ! This was unacceptable!

If it weren't for Astrid, Troy would have probably been in the clinic just then from all the squirrel scratches, because he was so ready to throw down and defend their rightful place behind the mic that morning, but she was able to pull him back and calm him down and distract him: first with the offer of a drink at the Perk, and then, while there, a new plan for something better than radio, or at least that will make him forget about whatever was with the squirrels that week, as long as she agreed to let him seriously do some squirrel damage if they tried to force them out of their radio day next week.

So Astrid called off from work that day, and then (pretty boldly, if you asked him), went into work to get all the Christmas decorations and snacks and whatever, and then they headed back up to the dorms and started to set up in the common room. Astrid put on some jazzy Christmas music, they had cookies and cider and candy canes. She had popcorn and string if anyone wanted to make their own popcorn garlands, too, but there were plenty of basic ready-to-go ornaments and garlands, tinsel and lights, to be use to drape over Troy, who stook there in the center of the room as still as a statue, arms lifted, as he was all decked out in festive cheer.

He was still sort of simmering about the radio thing, if he was entirely honest, but the soft sound of Astrid's singing definitely helped soothed him a little.

"O Christmas Troy, O Christmas Troy, How lovely are thy branches!"

"I swear," he said, frowning at her as she decked him out, "if all this attacks while it's on me...I guess there are far worse ways to go."

Astrid just smiled indulgantly at him and continued working and singing, fitting a glowing reindeer nose onto his face gently.

"Your boughs so green in summertime,
Stay bravely green in wintertime.
O Christmas Troy, O Christmas Troy,
How lovely are thy branches!"

And now, the tree-shaped topper for his head, and Astrid leaned back to admire her work.

"...this nose," Troy commented, "smells like special drink."

[[ every holiday season should come with at least three days in a row of Christmas Troy! open with sp likely! ]]

x_discospider_x

By the time Troy and Astrid (~in the moooorn-ing~) made it to the common room, Troy wasn't feeling so much mad anymore and just hurt. Deeply, deeply injured, because the squirrels had turned them away (rather forcefully, too! They were just squirrels, you wouldn't think they could be that strong, but then you'd be wrong!) at the radio station, which was just...just...

They claimed they didn't need them. They claimed everything was covered! But it was Friday! It was 🎵 ~Troy and Astrid in the mooorn~ing~~ 🎵 ! This was unacceptable!

If it weren't for Astrid, Troy would have probably been in the clinic just then from all the squirrel scratches, because he was so ready to throw down and defend their rightful place behind the mic that morning, but she was able to pull him back and calm him down and distract him: first with the offer of a drink at the Perk, and then, while there, a new plan for something better than radio, or at least that will make him forget about whatever was with the squirrels that week, as long as she agreed to let him seriously do some squirrel damage if they tried to force them out of their radio day next week.

So Astrid called off from work that day, and then (pretty boldly, if you asked him), went into work to get all the Christmas decorations and snacks and whatever, and then they headed back up to the dorms and started to set up in the common room. Astrid put on some jazzy Christmas music, they had cookies and cider and candy canes. She had popcorn and string if anyone wanted to make their own popcorn garlands, too, but there were plenty of basic ready-to-go ornaments and garlands, tinsel and lights, to be use to drape over Troy, who stook there in the center of the room as still as a statue, arms lifted, as he was all decked out in festive cheer.

He was still sort of simmering about the radio thing, if he was entirely honest, but the soft sound of Astrid's singing definitely helped soothed him a little.

"O Christmas Troy, O Christmas Troy, How lovely are thy branches!"

"I swear," he said, frowning at her as she decked him out, "if all this attacks while it's on me...I guess there are far worse ways to go."

Astrid just smiled indulgantly at him and continued working and singing, fitting a glowing reindeer nose onto his face gently.

"Your boughs so green in summertime,
Stay bravely green in wintertime.
O Christmas Troy, O Christmas Troy,
How lovely are thy branches!"

And now, the tree-shaped topper for his head, and Astrid leaned back to admire her work.

"...this nose," Troy commented, "smells like special drink."

[[ christmas troy common room is ooooopen yet again!! ]]

x_discospider_x

In light of nothing holiday related trying to kill them this year (so far), it had been decided that morning over radio that the best way to celebrate this was by decorating the Christmas Troy. And Astrid had had plenty of time at work to gether up a lot of supplies, and she'd even brought Christmas cookies and made some mulled apple cider and pepperment cocoa to really enhance the atmosphere, jazzy Chirstimas classics spilling out of her phone (and different ones, too, at that, not the same one over and over again, so that was nice!). She had popcorn and string if anyone wanted to make their own popcorn garlands, too, but there were plenty of basic ready-to-go ornaments and garlands, tinsel and lights, to be use to drape over Troy, who stook there in the center of the room as still as a statue, arms lifted, as he was all decked out in festive cheer.

"I swear," he said, "if all this attacks while it's on me...I guess there are far worse ways to go."

Astrid just smiled indulgantly at him while carefully fitting one of those glowing red noses that the gremlins had the other day into place.

"...this nose," Troy commented, "smells like special drink."

[[ am i likely to get eaten by work today? Yes. Did my kids apparently still want to be ridiculous, especially when it meant possibly being ridiculous on repeat? Also yes. Is the post definitely open for anyone who wants to come gawk at/participate in decorating the Christmas Troy? HELL YES.

For the uninitiated ]]

noonedecidesmyfate

Belle had spent much of the day in her room where there had been no mistletoe. Now she was in the mood for a change of scenery and a cup of tea and maybe a snack.

The common room provided all three things. It was different from her room, there was a kettle and an assortment of teas, and as usual there were cookies to be found in the cupboards.

There was also some holiday greenery lurking in the corners looking perfectly innocent. Belle really should have paid more attention to that book yesterday that had tried to warn her about mistletoe. If she had she might have left the room with her tea and cookies rather than taking a seat on the couch.

[Open common room is open, one is expected (omg you'll never guess who), with SP warnings because this was going to happen earlier but this week was exhausting and I definitely took an hour+ nap when I got home from work and may still go to bed early]

canlendanear

Alara had ~~handwavily~~ spent the last few days at home, even though she didn’t celebrate Thanksgiving it had still been a several months since she had last visited and since her relationship with Solana had been rather strained since Parents Weekend, she thought it might be nice to try and spend a few days with her family.

She shouldn’t have been surprised when the topic came to what Alara’s plans were for after high school, her father had encouraged her to start applying to the university … especially considering how different she was academically speaking compared to other applicants it would be a good thing to plan ahead. He could put in a good word and with his connections and she should be able to get in.

Alara then made the mistake of revealing that she didn’t want to go to the university after graduation and wanted to join the military. Needless to say that conversation didn’t go well and now her parents weren’t talking to her, not that they really talked to her to begin with but Solana had suggested that she might stay at Fandom for a while til they processed this.

So now Alara was taking her frustration out on several punching bags before her classes and destroying the punching bags was at least making her feel somewhat better about her trip back home to Xelaya.

[open!]

noonedecidesmyfate

Belle had, as promised, looked for books on time travel and on symbiotic abilities for Five. The latter was proving more difficult to track down but she had found an interesting treatise on spells to travel through time (which came with rather a lot of dire warnings about the terrible fates that befell unwary magic users who went in to such things unprepared). She'd hand it over to him eventually, after she was done reading it.

She'd brought the book with her into the common room but had set it aside for the moment in favor of the television which had apparently decided to show ~~cheesy Netflix~~ Christmas movies.

Time travel could wait. Or maybe it already had, since it was time travel. So Belle was going to enjoy her mug of tea and bowl of cereal and a very silly movie and then get back to reading.

[Open common room is open and I should be around most of the day!]

onlyajones

Jo had received another care package from home and as usual she decided to go the common room and leave the several boxes of expensive chocolates that her parents had sent over out in case anyone else would like some.

This time she had a couple of books that she had checked out from the library with her and she decided for a change that she’d try reading in the common room. The books that she had checked out were some of the ones that she’d tried to put away yesterday and she had ended up being intrigued by the premise so decided to see what they were like.

Instead of getting a hot cocoa from the Perk, she decided to see if there was any in the common room and so for something a bit different she ended up making her own. She found a spot to settle on one of the couches and putting down her mug on the table, she picked up her book to start reading.

[open!]

gospel_of_oblivion

The last time 'Yana had been home, she'd gotten dragged out antique-shopping with Clea and Wong. Which, while she would never admit it, had been a lot of fun.

Especially since she'd found a super ancient, dusty (but still in excellent condition) copper samovar in a corner, and promptly claimed it for herself. The clerk hadn't even known what it was, and let her purchase it for ten dollars without even haggling.

At least Wong had been as scandalized as she had been at that sacrilege, and he'd promised to find her another one to keep in the Sanctum's kitchen. She didn't care what Strange said, using a standard electric kettle was not the same thing.

Which was why Illyana had set it up by an open window in the common room, letting the smoke drift outside as she made some proper fucking tea for once. American tea was terrible, which was why she usually stuck to their coffee.

But for a nice, cool day, where she could have the windows open and lounge on the couch reading through a mystery book and eating the cookies and sweets that she'd 'ported over to NYC to get? It was an absolutely perfect time for tea, and Illyana was in a good enough mood that she just might share.

[OOC: open common room is open!]

canlendanear

Alara had stayed her normal self this time and had heard on the radio that there seemed to be quite a few kids around so after going to the gym as normal, she decided to do something similar to last week and try making breakfast in case anyone was hungry and had trouble getting food.

She thought she’d stick with a typical Earth breakfast instead of Xelayan food because it was probably not to everyone’s taste, even though she did have to figure out how eggs were actually made because she actually didn’t have any experience making Earth food so it was a bit of a learning experience. She was relying a lot on Earth recipes that she found on her data padd.

[open!]

white_oleander

There had been a lot of painting and drawings in the room where Astrid woke up, including some beautiful and fascinating murals on the walls, and that had captured her attention pretty firmly through most of the morning. It might have sucked her in all day if it weren't for the fact that, eventually, she started to get hungry and figured she should find herself some food.

She cracked open the door, poked her head out, consindering the hallway, and then she ventured out. They all looked like private rooms, really, so she moved past most of the doors until she found the room that looked a little more communal...and, most important, there was a fridge and a stove and that meant food.

After doing a look through the cabinets to see what there was, she found some bread and peanut butter and some boxes of mac'n'cheese, and set dutifully to making some, grabbing a chair from the table so she could reach the stove better.

She didn't really think much of it, though. This was pretty typical for any given day, to wake up, her mother no where to be found, spending the day entertaining herself and then eventually making herself some food, because sometimes, Ingrid just forgot stuff like that.

[[ open like a common rooooom! ]]

canlendanear

Alara had been to the gym for her usual morning workout and now that she didn’t have that to focus on, decided to head to the common room.

Rather than order in she decided to try something a bit different and try her hand at cooking something, which admittedly it had been a while but she thought she’d see if she could try and make something from home.

So she decided to try her hand at making sweetened Gupsela, or at least as close a version to it since some of the ingredients could only be found on Xelaya but there was enough ingredients in the fridge and cupboards that she could make do and she was enjoying the process of making her planet’s version of comfort food, she put one batch in the fridge and she was making extra in case anyone else stopped by.

[open!]

onlyajones

Jo wasn’t feeling as bad as she had on Monday and talking to Mr. Sims had helped, she still wasn’t used to the idea that she could actually talk to a teacher about her problems and they would listen to her.

Now that she was finished with classes for the week and she’d already been to the Perk and then had also ordered it through DoorDash in class yesterday she decided to order Chinese, which she hadn’t done for a while and as usual there was a lot more food so she decided to have it in the common room and see if anyone else wanted some and after a bit she turned on the TV to see if there was something interesting on.

[open!]

noonedecidesmyfate

There was still an adorable, judgey, grumpy, growly, and occasionally teleporting cat with Belle this morning.

A cat who had just knocked a second teacup to the floor already while standing on the countertop and yowling.

"I don't know how to make coffee," she told him. "If that's even what you want. I'm sure it isn't good for cats and it tastes terrible besides." She remembered that quite well from the weekend she'd been unexpectedly young and Five had given her coffee.

The cat was unmoved by this argument and yowled again.

Belle shook her head, reaching for a box of cereal. "If you stop smashing things perhaps I'll find you breakfast as well though I'm sure you could just take yourself somewhere to find food if you wanted."

[Open common room is open! I've got a 2 hour car ride later today and entertainment is always welcome.]

notanaxemurderer

The trip had been exciting, but Kiem found he didn't mind being back either, and he didn't mind classes starting again, which, he realised, wasn't what he had expected when arriving in Fandom. He had never liked classes, mostly because he wasn't really good at anything he was expected to learn, and while he might not be good at what he was taught here, no one seemed to mind much.

Except that scary teacher that had replaced Summer. He missed Summer. Which was unexpected too, because he didn't usually miss teachers.

Thinking about all this was, he felt, an acceptable excuse for the taste of the soup he managed to make from all sorts of leftovers in the fridge.

[Open!]

onlyajones

Jo had received another massive care package from home and it had once again contained more sweets and chocolates. After classes had finished she decided to stop by the different common rooms and drop off boxes in the fridge and cupboards because even though she knew her dad meant well, she didn’t really need all those boxes and was more than happy to share them around.

[open, feel free to catch Jo on one of the floors]

kawaii_complex

It had been a very strange morning, and Motoko didn't quite know what was going on, but she figured she had time to figure it out. After her training.

If anything, the training would help. Some meditation. Some forms. And perhaps she would be able to see clearly and ignore the fact that she'd awaken in a strange room with a strange ~~presumably~~ boy and an owl in it and figure it out.

Was it some sort of test of her training? No one had mentioned anything like this before, but the Shinmei-ryu were known to have their secrets.

And so training it was. Meditation. Focusing on her inner self and her outer surroundings and what it all might mean in the greater scheme of things. She found a space on the deck and had out her practice sword, made of bamboo, and got to work, lifting it high above her head and then, sharply, stiffly, precisely, swinging it down parallel to the ground. She lifted it again over her head, repeated the move with a small sound. Lifted it again. Swung it down. Over and over and over.

Anyone looking particularly close might notice that, with each motion, she was actually slicing the small, tiny leaves that were blowing over from a nearby tree, nearly all of them perfectly in half.

[[ open deck is open of course! Sakaki is Motoko Aoyama from Love Hina and giving me some Old Skool nostalgia viiiiibes~ ]]

canlendanear

Alara had woken up in an unfamiliar location but it didn’t take her long to figure that she should scout it out and see what resources she could find and hopefully be able to take some back with her. Even though this place didn’t seem to have any Kaylon’s she was still keeping an eye out in case she had to retreat at a moment’s notice.

[Alara’s is now an AU version of herself where she is part of the resistance against the Kaylon after they took over the galaxy in the Season 2 finale ‘The Road Not Taken’. Open!]

canlendanear

Alara had heard from her sister and had been told that their parents were pleased with her progress … which honestly surprised Alara that they’d bothered to give any indication that they were interested in how she was doing at school. There was no other message from her parents so it was back to being the one time a year she heard from them outside of her visits to Xelaya. She wondered if Solana had mentioned that she’d been on a date while she visited … she would have been interested to know her parents response to that.

She decided to distract herself from thinking about her sister and her parents so she ordered pizza and ended up with way more than she had ordered so she ended up in the common room with the extra pizza and was flipping through the TV to see if there was anything worth watching.

[open!]

onlyajones

Classes were finished for the week, so Jo had once again found herself deciding to order some take out and this week had settled on Chinese.

Was this going to be a regular thing? She hadn’t decided but for now she was curious about trying out different local foods and once again she wound up with way more dishes than she had ordered so this week the 3rd floor common room had several Chinese dishes.

She also had more packages of sweets from home, so those were being put out as well if anyone wanted some. She would probably drop some off in other common rooms later since she’d had quite a few arrive.

[open!]

noonedecidesmyfate

Belle was turning 16 today ~~again~~!

"The party isn't until later, of course," she said to a camera that absolutely wasn't actually there but that she could see all the same. "There's plenty of time before then so I'm getting some breakfast. I wanted to have a breakfast to start off the day but Papa refused so I suppose I have to fend for myself in here. Like a peasant."

She filled up a bowl while she continued talking. "I suppose that left more to spend on the rest of the party, which is obviously literary in theme and it's going to be amazing. Just wait until everyone sees my dress! You can actually read the lines of the book if you look closely enough! And I'm sure Papa has gifts planned. He wouldn't let an occasion like this pass by without something special. I just hope he remembered not to invite Gaston. That would ruin the whole day. Gaston and Five, of course."

[Open common room is open if anyone wants to talk to their own imaginary cameras about their own imaginary birthdays and their own imaginary celebrations!]

lovethatjourney

Alexis, with her manicure and miniskirt because pants just offended her now, was decorating the common room for Christmas. There was garland strung around the room, and the tree was up, though she was taking her time trimming it. Christmas would be here in less than a month! Time to work on setting up and getting ready for holiday party season!

And maybe if she was really lucky she could re-lose her virginity soon.

[Open!]

canlendanear

Alara was starting to think that something weird was happening around Fandom but she wasn’t sure what it was. She was still her normal self as far as she was aware but the radio report had seemed off lately. Her teacher yesterday had also been weird, she didn’t know if he just liked speaking in dramatic pauses all the time but it had definitely been an interesting experience. She would definitely be telling her sister when she called her on the weekend, especially considering how much Solana always liked to hear about the latest weird happenings at Fandom.

She had another early class that morning, so she was once again starting her normal gym training session a bit earlier than normal. She was getting better about using her strength against the bags so she had managed to not break any so far as she worked on completing her workout.

[open!]

onlyajones

Jo was not aware of anything really unusual happening at Fandom, sure some things were a bit weird but everything was weird to her so she hadn’t really paid much attention to what was going on.

Classes were over for the week for her and she decided to try some takeout. She decided on Thai and was surprised when instead of one dish she ended up with way more than what she had ordered.

So Jo was now in the common room and had set up the left over food in case anyone wanted some, there was no way she was going to eat all of it herself and while she was here she put out a couple of boxes of chocolates and sweets that she had already received from home. She found herself distracted by the TV since she was amazed at how big it was compared to the tiny tv that her family had (and that tv was considered state of the art in 1952)

[open!]

x_discospider_x

It was with a big yawn and a stretch and a scratch of his stomach that Troy, having reluctantly dragged himself out of bed when his alarm went off, shuffled in his slippers and PJs down to the common room to start fumbling around and getting things ready for breakfast. Because he had sort of failed on the whole 'helping Astrid with breakfast' thing over the summer due to having Monday morning classes (awful. never again!), and now she had a Monday morning class, and so he supposed this was going to be the best way to make it up to her, by letting her sleep in while he got things started with the food.

Yawning again, he was still a little too sleepy to start realizing that this might be a mistake, but, at the very least, he could get some coffee going and....toast. He could make some toast! And...

Bacon and sausage was easy, he just had to throw those in a pan. What else did they sometimes have? Pancakes? Mmmm, yeah, no, that was just going to be a disaster, but maybe he could do some eggs, those were easy enough!

They were all absolutely going to end up being scrambled eggs, probably slightly burned, even when he tried to make other kinds of eggs, but, hey, it was a start! And if Astrid came back after her first class, she could add some of the more complicated foods for the late risers.

Also, this was what breakfast cereal was for.

It should tell you a lot that, despite having gotten some toast and sausage and bacon and eggs ready, Troy was still ultimately sitting down with a mixing bowl full of sugar cereal instead.

Even if it was just that Troy really, really liked sugar cereal, and was really bad at connecting the fact that this breakfast might lead to the same kind of stomach ailments he'd had most of the day yesterday after eating all those giant cookies at the picnic.

[[ open breakfast is open! but likely sp from meeee. ]]

noonedecidesmyfate

The dorms were often quiet though they seemed quieter than usual this week without anyone needing to get to classes at any particular times. With her roommate gone Belle's room was also quieter than normal and she found herself hoping for company, or at leas the possibility of it. As a result, she took herself into the common room to make some tea and perhaps find a snack.

She turned on the television while the kettle was on to boil, found an absurd movie set in a library and decided that was going to be her entertainment for the afternoon while she had her tea and nibbled at ginger cookies from the package she'd found in a cupboard.

[Open common room is open, obvs.]

white_oleander

This last weekend had been...hard ~~albeit handwavey~~ for Astrid; who could really blame her? Who could just easily bounce back from your dead future clinging to you, sobbing out apologies, and wishing they could take it all back, while you both knew that there were deeper problems that would never be solved, that any attempts to alter their history would only prolong the inevitable?

But there was catharsis there. There was...closure. Confirmation. Regret. Acceptance.

It had still been difficult for Astrid for get herself to move from her bed, the day after Claire left, presumably for good this time. A day of staring across her room, at the colorful mural still up on tge other side.

And then, on Tuesday, she pulled back the sheets. She went to the bathroom. Showered. Went to the common room, turned on the stove, cracked a few eggs, made breakfast.

No, it wasn't Monday. It wasn't even the third floor common room.

But that wasn't really the point, was it?

[[ open common room is open, albeit slow! ]]

imawizard

Harry had had some dreams last night that had ended in a lot of time this morning idly staring into a certain broken piece of a mirror, and now he was going the good old fashioned distraction route.

He didn't have a ton of experience with TV, and there was a lot he'd missed since the 90s, so he flipped through the channels to find... well, anything.

He seemed to have ended up on Why We We're Scared of the 70s?

[Told you I'd use that site as a prompt. Open!]

white_oleander

One of the nice things about working at a store that sold practically everything was that, on occasion, in addition to a nice discount on her ingredients for Monday Morning Breakfasts, Astrid could also occasionally come across a neat little tool to help her out in making the efforts a bit more interesting.

Assuming that everything cooperated, anyway, which it definitely did that morning, so that she could put some of the molded shape egg frying pans she spotted the other day to good use.

She liked this, too, because, even if no one showed up today, she had a bunch of little mini scrambled and fried eggs in the shape of hearts and stars and teddy bears and it was just an adorable, kind of wholesome way to start her day, regardless.

[[ open breakfast is open! ]]

white_oleander

While last week had brought an abundance of eggs, this week appeared to have brought a drought. There was barely an egg to be found in the common room kitchenette, whicj was fine by Astrid. She just decided that only meant doubling down on the amount of pancakes she made.

Especially since she might have wound up, expectantly, getting a little creative with some of them.

[[ open common room is open!! ]]

white_oleander

A part of Astrid was starting to wonder if, after last week, she was just sort of doing this for radio, but, at the same time, Astrid knew she was also still doing this because she was sometimes just a creature of habit and she honestly had nothing better to do. She was up, so she might as well just head upstairs, do a little bit of cooking, have a nice breakfast by herself if no one else showed up, and have a nice breakfast with her schoolmates if anyone did.

And it turned out that the fridge decided to provide a lot of eggs (not just eggs, this time, there were other things, but there were also a lot of eggs), so she figured that was a good sign for her to just sort of practice her skills with eggs in particular, trying to get the perfect sunny-side-up and the perfect over-easy, and getting quite a lot of scrambled eggs in the process.

So, hopefully, if anyone did join her that morning, they liked eggs.

[[ and it's breakfast! So it's totes open! ]]

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