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Having had a great deal of fun 'sneaking' downstairs to the pool, Charlie turned to Graham with a grin. "Ah, nothing like the smell of chlorine in the morning!"

It really was a shame that the pool was used so rarely because it truly was a wonderful place!

"Maybe once we've got you comfortable with swimming we could throw a pool party down here," Charlie suggested.

It was a great place for it, lots of room, little locker rooms for changing or a quick shower afterwards, even a sauna. If only it had a hot tub, the place would be perfect.

But who knew? Maybe there was one hidden away that Charlie just hadn't discovered yet.

"Okay," she said, stripping off her outer garments to reveal a sleek one piece bathing suit which matched her purple hair. "I'm just going to put my clothes in the changing room and then we can get started!"

noonedecidesmyfate

Belle had spent most of the past couple of days very happily engaged in long overdue activities with Five. She'd woken up entangled with him late this morning which had been pleasant until she realized something was very, very wrong with the situation. Once she'd come to terms with this temporary reality she'd decided she needed a change of scenery.

So, after grabbing some of his clothes (sorry Five, these were hers now) she'd gone to her own room to regroup. Eventually she'd showered and was now in the common room having brewed some tea (enough for herself and to share) and brought a book with her.

Of course, curling up on the couch with a book felt different today which had her somewhat out of sorts while she tried to find the correct and comfortable position but she managed eventually.

[Open common room is open!]

furrybluefreak

So, there had been a lot going on the last few days. Kurt was still on cloud nine over the great date he and Libby had had on Valentine's Day. Maybe that was why his thoughts kept drifting back to Libby in one way or another... even more so than usual...

Kurt was trying to keep himself busy, that abundance of energy seemingly more abundant than usual. He had started packing for the school trip coming up. But had gotten distracted. So he figured taking a quick break might be good.

And so there he was sitting out on the deck, trying to work on some writing n get his mind to focus on....other things for a bit.

noonedecidesmyfate

There was a cupboard full of Cup Noodle (TM) today when Belle went rummaging around the common room looking for something to eat. Since they had just discussed those in a recent class and there wasn't anyone else around (yet) to share a larger amount of pasta with, Belle grabbed a container at random to heat up for herself.

Chicken flavor was unexceptional, but fine, and she sat down on the couch with her book and her noodles. It wasn't quite the same as curling up with a cup of tea but it wasn't entirely different, either. Perhaps this could be an alternative some days.

She could always make tea after, or more noodles for anyone else who might come in. For now she was content to read for a bit. She'd picked up a book of modern fairytales at the library but hadn't yet had a chance to begin reading it.

[open, having a lazy day]

amicia_the_amazon

With the slow creep of familiarity came... a kind of not-restlessness, a feeling that made Amicia step out of her bedroom with a growing regularity.

Not often, and not far. But still. It was a Sunday, morning even, and she was back in the common room.

She had a bowl of oatmeal, this time. It was tolerable, and familiar, and that was all she cared for.

[[ open ]]

napking

Gray should have known better.

He should have ordered food from somewhere else. But Raiden was family, and, honestly, that meant he knew how good his food was. But also, he was Raiden, and if restaurants around here were prone to send too much food before, well...Raiden. Sending food to his baby brother.

And now Gray had a Pizza Situation on his hands in this here common room. Also there were...dumplings? From Pizza Planet? He didn't even know.

He really hoped someone came along to help eat some of this soon. He wasn't sure he could fit it all in the fridge.

((Open common room is open!))

kawaii_complex

Apparently, Maya was feeling terribly restless that afternoon, bouncing all over the room like a wildcat, which, while very adorable, made it difficult for Sakaki to focus on her studies. So she decided a little trip over to the common room, where he'd have a little more room to run around and play might be in order, and she could grab a bite to eat for herself while she was there, too.

And so now there was a tiny little Iriomote cat bouncing happily around the common room, hiding behind the furniture and adorably pouncing at Sakaki as she tried not to absolutely die from the cuteness overload while nibbbling on some leftover pizza.

Studying could definitely wait, especially once Maya started climbing up on the couches and chairs to add even more dynamic excitement to all his bouncing.

[[ let's keep this dorms streak going! Whoo! Also, I don't get to use adorable Maya icons nearly enough, dammit. Open common room is open! ]]

furrybluefreak

Kurt was a bundle of nervous and excited energy that afternoon. This was the day he and Libby were going to work on decorating cookies together. Not only that, they were going to have a very special instructor teach them! So, it was no wonder Kurt was looking forward to the afternoon date as he shifted around the common room kitchen.

With the focus being on decorating rather than the actual baking for this date, Kurt had spent all morning baking up several batches of sugar cookies. That was why dozens of (very moddable) cookies were on the counter, many in basic shapes and designs for maximum creativity. The kitchen was already cleaned up from the early morning baking effort and Kurt was busy setting out everything else they would need, which thankfully wasn’t a lot.

“Ok…. That’s all set and ready… cookies are cooled and ready… I think that’s everything…” Kurt muttered nervously as he went over everything.

“Kurt, stop fretting. And hold still! You’re going to wear a hole in the floor if you keep that up!”

Kurt stopped his pacing and looked over at the computer sitting on the corner of the counter, FaceTime already up and running, a smile unconsciously tugging at the corners of his mouth.

“Sorry, Mutti…” he said somewhat sheepishly as he stopped in front of the screen. “I can’t help it. I want this to be perfect for Libby.”

“And it will be. Now stop fretting and text the girl already.”

“Just… promise you won’t embarrass me,” Kurt said with a somewhat pleading smile as he pulled out his phone and started sending out a text to Libby.

“Hey Libby! We still on for cookie decorating today, right?” Oh please let that still be happening… “Got everything ready if you still want to!”

And with that done and sent, all there was left to do was wait for Libby to show up...

(Kurt is of course expecting someone, but the common room is definitely open and anyone is free to ping in for a chat or to use the area before Libby arrives in the oh so handwavey timeline XD )

amicia_the_amazon

Amicia did not leave her room often. She knew she ought to; that in some ways the forests outside called to her, begging her to get as lost in them as she had in the Pyrenees. But coming here had been one more shock to her already crumbled sense of the world, and so she spent most of her time in her room.

But even Amicia de Rune needed to eat, from time to time.

And thus, grudgingly, she slunk out of her room in the afternoon to once again expose herself to the strange foodstuffs in the common area. Now there she stood, rifling through cupboards in search of something to eat that looked familiar.

She would even settle for an apple.

[[ open! ]]

furrybluefreak

Another week was wrapping up and with class done early that morning, Kurt felt like having a lazy day. So the common room currently had one student lounging on the couch, finishing up a FaceTime call, and then debating whether to find a movie or show to watch, work on snacks and goodies for game night, or start working on the report for class.... Decisions, decisions, decisions.

(Common Room is of course open, as is the post!)

furrybluefreak

After his one class that morning, and with his laundry now very contently done and off his to-do list, Kurt found he suddenly had some free time. And so he made a small lunch and took it out to the deck to enjoy some fresh air and relax a bit.

There was a lot on his mind too, and he found himself soon getting lost in thought as he did a lot more sitting and thinking than he did actually eating just then.

(post and deck are definitely open!)

pun_king

Graham felt a bit bad about it, but he'd skipped out on his job yesterday to make himself more scarce. After all, if he was looking for an escaped slave to seek revenge for his brother, the place where that escape slave now worked would be one of the first places he'd check
So, instead, Graham stayed as hidden and on the move and hard to find as he possibly could, skulking and sneaking around to gather ingredients for spells he'd lifted from Manannan's books and spending the night preparing them under the cover of darkness.

Just like he had not too long ago, whenhe'd escaped from Manannan in the first place.

But now, should the strange wizard with the very cool outfit find him, Graham was ready. He was prepared. And the roof seemed like a relatively safe place to hide out. Maybe he wouldn't even need to use the spells! He hoped so, but all the same, pouches and stones and other little things filled the pockets of his homespun cloak, and this time, he'd be ready.

In the meantime,though, it was kind of nice that he had these really great tunes to listen to while he posted up! He'd never heard this song before, but it was great!

[[ open roof is open, with a work-sp caveat/warning/possibility! ]]

pun_king

Now that Graham had been ~~eventually~~ armed with the knowledge of what exactly this day entailed and after a ~~presumably~~ incredibly awkward departure/escape from the common room, he was struck with another thought that almost had him not continuing on his way to the stable to get to his training with Triumph, but, instead, toward town.

There was mistletoe that wanted people to kiss each other to the point of violence. It was Tuesday. Charlie usually worked on Tuesday, and so if Graham just so happened to find his way to Groovy Tunes, and the mistletoe found its way there, too...

But Graham didn't take more than two steps in that direction before he instantly felt terrible for having had this thought, and he firmly kept the trail toward the stables, though he wasn't there to do his usual training session with Triumph anymore, but, instead, to have a much needed heart-to-heart.

"...because that's not a very good, nice thing to do, is it?" he was telling Triumph, who listened patiently. They were tucked comfortably in Triumph's stall, despite having pretty much full reign over the place, Graham leaning against him comfortably, as they often did when Graham was troubled and just needed to talk through some things. "To kiss one person and then turn right around and go kiss someone else, too? You shouldn't be kissing more than one person at a time, or at least not so soon after each other, right? Besides, what if Charlie doesn't know about the mistletoe? Then that's not good, either, if I know, and she doesn't, for me to talk advantage of that, you know? I'd feel terrible. Even if it would be really nice to kiss her. It was really nice ~~eventually~~ kissing Guillermo, too..."

Triumph made a few encouraging grunts and squeaks in response, the last one lilting up in a question and Graham, despite himself, and feeling his face flood with red again, had to chuckle.

"Oh yeah," he informed Triumph confidently, "definitely a big fan. Kissing is great. I would definitely not be against doing more of it!"

Just maybe not when it was all because some enchanted mistletoe was insisting on it...and maybe when he was a little less confused about who he should or could be kissing, too.

[[ open stable is definitely open! ]]

guillermothegreat

Guillermo decided to start cooking for the DnD session this week and had started with making a fresh batch of empanadas and while that was cooking, he got to work on an Apple pie to get started on the pies that he would bring over on Friday.

He had been completely oblivious to the mistletoe and so far had not noticed that there was in fact mistletoe hanging on the ceiling.

(so very open!)

furrybluefreak

Kurt was in a baking mood.... the cookies the other day had really got him missing the times he would make Christmas cookies back home. That meant Kut was rummaging around the cabinets in the common room that morning, trying to take stock of what was there on hand if he wanted to make those cookies after all. It was looking pretty good and there were only a few things he might have to get depending on what he decided to go with. So, if anyone was walking around the floor they might have heard some humming and singing coming from the kitchen area.

napking

Gray was struggling today. Sloth was bad enough that he'd given in to the inevitable and planned to spend the afternoon in bed, watching anime on his tablet, except...no matter what he did, his tablet would only show videos of a burning yule log. So he'd managed to drag himself into the common room to see what was on TV, only to find that it was...the yule log. On every. Single. Channel. And the effort of getting here had burned through what little energy he had left, so now he was sprawled gracelessly on the couch, staring at the flickering flames on the screen and waiting to be able to move around again.

This was fine. Everything was fine.

Gods, he was so bored.

((Open common room is open!))

furrybluefreak

Kurt was enjoying a bit of a relaxing day. Early that morning he had finally made good on the promise he had made himself some time ago and went to one of the early services at Our Lady of Fandom Island. It felt good to get back to that, even if it did feel really odd going alone.

But now he was up on the deck enjoying the early morning, texting with Logan and the Professor and waiting for a reply back from his folks.

(post and deck are open!)

pun_king

Last night, the topic of pillow forts had come up between Graham and Kurt, and now it was clear that Graham could not rest until another epic pillow fort was brought into the world. And, sure, pillow forts were fine by yourself, but the more, the merrier! So every door in the dorms had a nice little bright Post-It note slapped onto it:

Pillow Fort EXTRAVAGANZA!

Come to the second floor common room,
And make your pillow fort dreams a REALITY!

B.Y.O.B.&P.
(that's blankets and pillows!)

See you there!

And once that was done, he went back to the room to grab as many blankets and pillows as he could carry (which was a lot), making sure to double-check that Gray wasn't wrapped up and sleeping in any of them, and drag them all to common room to get this pillos fort started!

[[ open pillow fort building is open! Come make Troy Barnes proud! ]]

canlendanear

Alara had not planned on being home for nearly two weeks but her sister had asked her to come home and try to make her parents happy by going to an important academic function at their father’s university.

She had reluctantly agreed only this had given her mother the idea to try matchmaking instead and what was only supposed to be a week long visit home turned into two weeks since she had to try and fend off her mother’s attempts to get her to settle down with a ‘nice Xelayan husband’.

On the plus side it seemed her parents were talking to her again, even though it seemed they were ignoring her decision to go into the military and hoping she would turn around and go to university on Xelaya instead.

She had managed to get in ~~handwavily~~ late last night and had decided to get in a workout before her classes, it was good being able to destroy punching bag after punching bag being in Earth’s gravity again.

[open!]

wildgalegirl

Charlie had all but promised Graham that she would do something big on Thursday for him to report on for Friday's radio. Which was why signs went up all over the dorms.

IMPROMPTU JAM SESSION ON THE ROOF

Thursday late afternoon, till whenever we're done

Bring an instrument, your voice, or just come hang out and listen.

Pizza will be provided for dinner (Plus some lightly charmed pies!)

BE THERE OR BE SQUARE

Later on, of course, Charlie would be on the roof with her guitar and mandolin ready to entertain - and hopefully be entertained as well!

guillermothegreat

Even though Guillermo normally did all of his cooking on Fridays for the DnD sessions, he was feeling inspired to cook some fresh empanadas that afternoon and he was also wearing one of his spare capes that he had kept from Friday because he had taken to wearing his cape everywhere and it was it one of the best things ever.

He was even getting better about cooking with the cape and so far he had managed to not set anything on fire as he took out one batch of empanadas out of the oven and got another ready to go in so that there would be plenty to go round.

[common room is open!]

outofthequiver

Oh, Libby was absolutely loving the candelabra that had shown up that day, and the fact that their moody lighting was made even more so by everywhere appearing just a little bit darker today. Despite still being surrounded by quite a few modern trappings, they made it exceptionally easy for her to just feel transported to a different time, in the past, long before the wonders of electricity, and she dove deep into it, spending her entire morning, curled up and cozy and diving into some epic medieval-style fantasy book to read by candlelight, to better feel like she was there.

As afternoon turned into evening, she was hoping to switch over to some nice gothic horror, but, before she did that, she'd have to take a break for lunch. So, taking a smaller of the candelabra with her so that when she swept down the hallway to the common room, she'd feel like a heroine in one of those stories, uncertain what terrors may lurk around the corner, but content to know that the worst thing she may encounter here (hopefully!) was maybe a gremlin in the shadows or some questionable leftovers in the fridge.

She didn't even bother turning on the lights in the room, enjoying working by candlelight as she put together a nice sandwich, portable so she could take it back to her room and get back to reading, with a nice mug of hot cocoa, too.

[[ open common room is definitely open! ]]

noonedecidesmyfate

Belle, accompanied by an adorable tuxedo cat (who would probably vehementlydeny ever being adorable once he stopped being fuzzy), had made her way into the common room this morning in search of breakfast. Or at least tea.

Sadly none of her classmates had beaten her there and begun cooking so she made a pot of tea and looked for something simple to eat.

Five-the-cat was clearly judging her for the brown sugar cinnamon Pop-Tarts that she brought to the couch with her along with a mug of tea. Of course, Five-the-cat was nearly always judging something.

"You don't need to eat any. I'm sure they aren't good for cats," she told him as she settled herself on the couch. He meowed at her and curled up next to her so he could glare at anyone coming in the door.

[Open common room is open, the cat probably won't bite, and there are enough of the best Pop-Tart flavor to go around. I should be around although I have to go get stabbed in the arm in a couple hours.]

furrybluefreak

It had been a whirlwind of a trip to France to be sure. But now they were back and Kurt was trying to adjust to being back at the school and back on the island. After grabbing a light breakfast- a bowl of cereal and some juice- he had settled down on the couch in the common room.

He flipped to some random show- a documentary or something? he wasn't really paying attention- then pulled out his phone and started flipping through the pictures he had taken over the week, picking some of the best ones to start sending out to people. There were quite a few pics, and quite a few people asking for them.... maybe he should just do a mass email to everyone? He'd have to think about that.

But for now, he was sitting there scrolling through the photos, a smile on his face as he did.

outofthequiver

Maybe it was a little foolish or silly to get all tangled up in strange feelings about something like helping someone out with their laundry, but getting tangled up in strange feelings seemed pretty much Libby's default setting these days. She was really hoping that maybe the school trip would help get her mind off of some of it, but she also knew that they'd all still be there when she got back. But, she figured, they could wait. She probably wasn't going to have much opportunity for things like trips to different countries if it was true what Just had told her, that their father was looking to set her up with a courtship and a marriage, so she really needed to enjoy it while she could.

But she was trying not to think about that right now. She was just trying to focus on a simple thing like laundry, and helping out a friend (who, by the sounds of it, really needed it) with his, and nothing more than that, and her own, much smaller pile of clothes that didn't really need to be taken care of, but it was probably a good idea to get it out of the way before leaving for the trip, anyway.

[[ and open laundry room is open! ]]

pun_king

There had been an awful lot of talking (and chewing!) around pies and pizzas and empanadas lately, and Graham was fairly certain that he was not likely to be bereft of any of those things any time soon. But it did get him thinking that it was a bit selfish, wasn't it, to not sometimes provide something back? The only thing was that the only thing he really knew how to make was his signature choco-chip pancakes....and so, clearly, this morning, choco-chip pancakes for the whole dorms (or, well, for anyone who showed up that morning or for anyone who raided the leftovers after the fact) it shall be!

It didn't take much to gather up the ingredients and get to work, and he'd almost thought about having Triumph make the trek up the stairs to join him for something like this, but Triumph was having a bit of a lazy day, so Graham decided he'd just bring some down for him later, and, whistling and humming some idle, random tune as he did so, he got to work on seeing just how tall of a stack he could make before anyone showed up. Maybe he could even get it to the ceiling! He'd probably have to work pretty fast, though, and you couldn't rush a good choco-chip pancake!

[[ open common room is open! ]]

wildgalegirl

Charlie had woken up when the door to her mini-fridge popped open, letting two pies spill out. There were three others on the shelves and as she moved those out of the fridge another two popped in. Apparently all the Aunties who hadn't made it to Parent's Weekend - thank all the gods! - had decided to express their sorrow in pies. Charmed pies, obviously, they were Gales afterall.

Charlie took a few trips to bring them down to the common room and set them out on one of the counters. Then she started going through them to see which ones were the least charmed and could be safely left out for anyone to have. They were still charmed, obviously, but less directly Charlie related. Anyone having a piece or two (or more!) might find themselves with a sudden need to clean their room, make sure they had on clean underwear, get to class on time, or go to bed early.

All of them would make you want to call your mother or other family members.

[Please come talk to Charlie, have pie, mod your own charms or let Charlie stop you from eating one that might be too heavily charmed.]

scarlet_and_indigo

TJ had called her mom and dad, tried very hard to not seem like she was regretting asking them not to come, talked to them, and had a good sleep last night. It had helped a little, but she was still pretty bummed.

So now she was perched on a couch in the common room with popcorn and ice cream (not together, though she was considering it), flipping stations for awful reality TV to watch and make fun of.

She was absolutely not sulking.

[Open post!]

noonedecidesmyfate

Belle had not spent much time in the common rooms of late and today seemed like a fine time to change that. She still wasn't much use when it came to cooking but there were cereals and Pop-Tarts (including the brown sugar cinnamon kind, which was the best flavor no matter what Five might say). She set out a few boxes on the counter in case anyone else wandered in as tended to happen and set to making some tea. There always had to be tea.

She was as yet unaware of any fluffy tickle monsters that might be lurking in the common room or hallways. That would likely change.

[Open common room is open, of course]

kawaii_complex

While Sakaki seemed to have been safe from cats in the ceiling during her classes, it was a different matter entirely once she returned back to the dorms. Not even Maya could fend them off or protect her from airborne attacks. Half the time she didn't even see them before they descended, and, when she did, she tried to be nice and appreciate their adorableness from a distance, but she really, really should have known better.

Thankfully, if she was outside, there were no ceilings for cats to put the drop on her.

So it was out on the deck that she sat with her first aid kit, diligently tending to all her wounds, which were considerable enough that she almost wondered if she should go to the clinic. But it was also nothing new, either, they were familiar bites and scratches and easily attended to.

And Maya enjoying the outdoors and chasing down butterflies and occasionally coming up to her to nudge her knee and start purring was easily the best balm to sooth all her wounds, anyway.

[[ yes, probably sp, but I had to? Open deck is open, anyway! ]]

outofthequiver

Yesterday had been a lot for Libby, but it had also reminded her that she had a lot of friends and a lot of support here, and, even with all the things she struggled to push past all spelled out as clear as day for nearly everyone to see, they were still there for her. And she was there for them, too, because even though yesterday reminded Libby that she'd been through a lot, it also reminded her that, well....so had most people, here. They'd all had their baggage, but it didn't matter, because they also had each other, and that was...incredibly, necessarily heartening.

And it was her conversation with Charlie in particular that had her swinging by the store after her morning class, with the whole rest of her day free and clear, and set to work at putting together some breakfast. Or probably brunch, at this point, but she liked cooking, and she especially liked cooking for other people, and she really hadn't done it nearly enough lately, and clearly set out to do just that.

So it wouldn't be long at all before the telltale aromas of a good old breakfast casserole started to fill the room, while Libby took to making some fresh squeezed orange juice to go with it while it was baking and, even though she didn't drink it herself, she got some coffee going in the coffee maker, too.

And it just felt nice. It felt good. And she certainly felt a lot lighter than she had yesterday, and she was determined to keep it that way.

[[ might be slow due to work, but open common room is open! ]]

napking

Gray's cunning plan to smuggle Raiden into the dorm to make waffles for him had hit a couple of stumbling blocks. Firstly, no one was smuggling Ray much of anywhere, and secondly, when he'd woken up his brother had still been asleep. He'd considered going to his apartment, but: asleep, and also, who knew if he'd unpacked the waffle iron yet? So then he'd just hung around the common room practicing his puppy eyes for if someone came in he could convince to make waffles, but it had still been pretty early when he got up. Thanks, Sloth-induced lack of a normal sleep schedule!

So now he was on Plan D: making his own darn waffles. He could do this! He'd done it once before. Sure, this time he'd been interrupted by a couple of sleepy spells (Sloth was clearly making him pay for all the caffeine yesterday), one of which had resulted in a bit of a mess involving an egg he'd had to clean up when he woke, but...could be worse!

He was getting to the Do NOT fall asleep while the waffle iron is plugged in!!! part of the recipe, though, and he was really hoping someone else showed up soon. You know, for safety.

And also to eat some of these waffles, because this recipe made a ton.

((Open common room is open!))

guillermothegreat

This wasn’t his floor and Guillermo hoped that they didn’t mind that he was going to be using it at attempting his marathon empanada making quest to see if it was possible to fill an entire common room full of empanadas.

He had gotten a few supplies in town to get them started for the day’s cooking adventure and as he began to start getting things ready he couldn’t help but feel nervous as he waited for Graham.

[Guillermo is here for Graham but the common room is open]

guillermothegreat

Guillermo’s ~~handwavey~~ attempt to let Goose!Graham have a go in the bathtub had been a complete and total disaster and so he decided to try again a few days later with a smaller pool of water and set up a kiddie pool like Kurt had suggested.

He had also decided to venture outside on the deck so Graham could be outside and to hopefully make sure that this wasn’t a repeat of the bath tub incident he had made several batches of fresh empanadas to ~~bribe~~ help keep Graham from getting to startled by being outside

“See this isn’t so bad right?” Guillermo said hopefully as he watched Graham splash about in the water and tossed another empanada to him, hopefully Graham didn’t mind that the empanadas were getting slightly wet.

[open!]

guillermothegreat

Guillermo had been rather distracted since the weekend and had been hiding out ~~moping~~ and trying not to think about the fact that he was apparently descended from a famous vampire hunter and he was supposed to carry on that legacy but he didn’t want to hunt down vampires, he wanted to be one.

Finally he ventured out of his room early that morning and decided to do the one thing that always distracted him and cooked. Normally he liked to cook on Fridays so he could take them to the D&D session but he decided to change things up and had taken over the kitchen to get a head start on cooking early that morning.

He decided to go for his comfort food which were empanadas and he was keeping himself busy by making a lot of them , as it turned out.

[open!]

furrybluefreak

Kurt was up early that morning and feeling in a cooking mood. Which was starting to become a trend ahead of game night on Fridays. So he was in the common room kitchen working on some breakfast for anyone who found themselves hungry that morning.

Classic German Potatoes Casserole was on the menu today and as he worked Kurt was trying to figure out if there was a way he could make these to go and bring something similar to game night sometime for a little change of pace.

But for now he was quite enjoying himself, feeling himself already growing hungrier by the moment as he worked.

Common Room is open and breakfast is ready!

giveittoyoursister

Well, the old roof was certainly getting a workout this week.

After what had happened yesterday, Vi had retreated back to where she knew Steph couldn't follow, and now she was sitting on the edge of the building near the small garden up there, legs dangling over the side, resolutely not looking down into town.

This was fine. It was all fine, it wasn't like she'd just ruined everything because she couldn't be happy with what she had.

[Open roof is open, not that Vi's great company right now.]

apocalypsehow

The roof was for brooding, which wasn't at all what Five was doing. He was... okay, doing a little brooding. Because, for now, things were officially okay for his family and the planet as whole. And that meant he had nothing in particular to focus on.

Also, Belle was a sugar glider.

That was a thing that was happening this week.

"I'm fine," he informed the judgmental rodent. "Oh, don't look at me like that."

[expecting one, but open!]

noonedecidesmyfate

It was rather hot outside and Belle's only class of the day had involved things being melted or set on fire or both. This called for iced tea in the common room rather than hot tea.

She had a book with her on the couch, a glass of tea beside her along with a package of cookies she'd found in a cupboard, and a mostly full pitcher remaining on the counter for anyone else in need of a cool, refreshing beverage.

It seemed like it would be a lovely afternoon to sit somewhere cool and read for a while.

[Open common room is open, of course!]

guillermothegreat

Guillermo had made arrangements yesterday to show Libby his favourite movie ever, Dialogue with a Dhampire and he had offered to set everything up in the common room. He already owned the movie so all he had to do was put that in the player and then it was just a matter of setting up the snacks and making sure there would definitely be enough.

When he had went into town yesterday to give Graham his empanadas, Guillermo had also stopped at the store to pick up a vast variety of different snacks - mostly popcorn and chips but he had also gotten some chocolate, so he could make this a proper movie night for Libby, he was definitely excited about being able to show his favourite movie to his friend and be able to hang out more, It had felt like he hadn’t done that in ages so he was definitely determined to make up for it now.

[Guillermo is here for Libby but it’s an open common room, feel free to stop by for movie night! Up early for timezones!]

guillermothegreat

It had been a while since Guillermo had cooked anything but he had promised Graham that he would make a range of empanadas for him to try and he figured he could make a fresh batch for him and take some down for him since he had said he worked at the Magpie Emporium on Fridays.

It was nice to actually be cooking again, Guillermo needed to remember to occasionally tear himself away from the computer and video games and get in the habit of cooking and baking again.

In addition to the empanadas, he also decided to make some breakfast while he was at it and was making a fair amount of huevos rancheros in case anyone also decided to stop by and wanted something to eat.

[the Common Room is open!]

furrybluefreak

Kurt was enjoying the break between classes and had been spending a good bit of his time ~~handwavely~~ working on some new recipes to see what might work for a dorm-wide cook off sometime. But he wasn't feeling like being couped up inside today and so Kurt had made his way out onto the grounds and was near the pond. He had intended to do some training and work on the new teleportation trick he had read about a few days ago. But for now, he was enjoying the day and jut being outside. There would be time to work and train later. It was too nice of a day to not take the time and enjoy it for a bit.

(post is open!)

napking

Gray had made it this far on his way back to his room after today's shenanigans, but then he hadn't quite made it to the couch. Instead, he'd fallen asleep sitting on the floor and leaning against one end of said couch, and when he woke up he didn't bother getting up from the floor, in part because the floor was fine, the floor was comfortable enough, and in part his phone was blowing up with a family squabble that turned out to be Alastair refusing to wear the shirt Castor had bought him for Echo Bay's Pride parade, the one day of the year they could reliably get Al to wear a t-shirt in public, because this year Castor had pushed the envelope and bought him *gasp* a tank top.

Gray jumped right into the fray with, But your arms will look so great in it! which was both blatant pandering to Al's Pride and, you know, true, and Alastair responded almost immediately with, I am not wearing underwear in public, which set off a wave of razzing him about whether he knew what decade it was that then developed into Bellamy spamming the chat with pictures of people rocking underwear at Pride, at which point Gray closed the chat and left his brothers to it, and started considering his options for food delivery.

"Ooh, sushi sounds good," he said aloud.

((Open common room is open!))

outofthequiver

Libby's grandmother had been sending her a small weekly allowance, knowing that a little spending money could make living away from home a little easier, and she was mostly saving up that money for an emergency (or, if she was honest with herself, to maybe buy a new dress for the next school dance) or using it to buy stuff to make breakfasts and other meals in the common room. That morning, though, seeing as the nice little windfall was growing, she was a little tempted to head into town, into the pastry shop, and maybe treat herself to something that she might otherwise never splurge on.

But even as soon as she thought about it, she felt guilty about it. It was kind of selfish, wasn't it? Especially on a Sunday. Not to mention just sort of careless, not a very useful use of her funds at all.

There was, thankfully, a good solution to handling her sudden sweet tooth and her worry about being waste and self-serving, and that was obviously to just head to the store to pick up what she needed and make something, which would not only be more cost effective, but that she could share with everyone else, too.

And she had no doubt that the smell of cinnamon rolls baking in the common room would get at least a few people's attention.

She just hoped she didn't end up burning them, and had to remind herself to let them cool first before adding the icing.

[[ will work eat me? Probably! Will I let that stop me? Heck no! Open common room is open! ]]

napking

Before Gray had left for summer camp, he had lightly bullied Raiden into teaching him how to make waffles, which Raiden had done patiently over a couple of different tutoring sessions interrupted by naps, and then he had written out the recipe step-by-step on top of that. There were just a few little problems: the first was that Raiden had unthinkingly written the recipe in amounts meant to feed seven men, one of whom was, you know, Gluttony, rather than the amounts for when he just made waffles for Gray (and maybe one more on the side for himself as a snack). It was...a lot.

The other problem was the part that read, Plug the waffle iron in now, followed by, in large, underlined letters, DO NOT FALL ASLEEP WHILE THE WAFFLE IRON IS PLUGGED IN!!!

It was at this hurdle that Gray currently found himself.

He had assembled all of the ingredients and equipment before his last nap, and he had set a series of very shrill alarms on his phone (named, in order, 'Don't,' 'Burn,' The,' 'WAFFLES,' '>:(', and '(or the dorm down)'). He was as ready as he was going to get. He stood holding the waffle iron plug, muttering to himself, "Come on, Gray, you can do it, nice and easy..." before he shoved the prongs into the socket and jumped back with a nervous little squeak. "Okay, okay. That's done. Next step..."

He sure hoped other people wanted waffles this morning.

((Open common room is open!))

pun_king

With blacksmithing class and the atark realization that his noodly arms were in no position to be even pushing a wheelie bin, Graham knew that he'd really better atart hitting the gym more often if he wanted to be in fighting form to be fit for a knight! And so that was what he did, bright and early on a Saturday morning and pumped to get pumped!

He was going to do laps! He was going to do push-up, sit-up, chin-up and pull ups! Maybe some weights from the equipment room! He was going to hit it and he was going to hit it hard and make that first step on the road to buffness!

And he did manage it....for about the first ten minutes.

And thrn he collapsed, exhausted, on the floor, with a hand over his over-exerted, deeply breathing chest and groaned, to no one in particular, "I might be a little out of shape..."

[[ i just like using this icon. Open gym is open! ]]

pun_king

The rainier weather today sort of put a little bit of a damper (eh? eh??) on Graham's hopes for exploring more that day. Sure, sure, they could still explore, but having already taken one waterlogged journey when they'd arrived, he decided he didn't really want to deal with a wet Triumph all over again. So, instead, he went down to the stables to keep the old boy some company, making sure he had plenty of tasty food to munch on and a good, comfortable spot for sleeping, and then then was a lot of pets and brushing and telling Triumph all about his first week in between yawns still.

And when Triumph's coat was all as smooth and shiny as a gold coin, the two settled down, with Graham leaning his back against Triumph's soft side as he continued weaving stories for the creature, now able to use both his hands in his explanations, until, finally, comfortable as he was, exhausted as he was, and there in the comforting presence of his best friend in the entire world, he finally managed to actually fall asleep, lulled by Triumph's soft breathing and steady heart.

Overall, there were definitely worse places nap, and it would be such a nice (and long overdue) one that he'd wake up feeling very confident that Triumph had himself a good place to stay in these here stables!

[[ open stable is open and Graham is very disturbable! Work on a Sunday is always a crapshoot, though, so if I flake out, my soul has temporarily just left my body, that's all. ]]

pun_king

Even with all the excitement of his arrival yesterday (or perhaps, actually, because of it), Graham was still buzzing a little over the prospect of his new school and the potential adventures that awaited him. As such, he spent his morning exploring the island a little bit more with Triumph and, after getting his mighty mount something to eat before returning him to the stables, realized he himself should probably get something to eat, too. He'd managed to find a pie at the picnic yesterday and had stowed it away in his cloak, but he wanted to hold onto that for safe keepings. And even though a lot of the equipment in the kitchens in the common room were unfamiliar to him, he was intrigued to figure them all out, and so he decided to make some breakfast.

Of course, there was really only one thing Graham knew how to actually cook, and that was choco-chip pancakes! He didn't see any choco-chips in the common room, but he found some at the store, along with a big bag of jelly beans, which he'd pick all the popcorn flavored ones out of later for himself.

In the meantime, though, it was all about figuring out the stove and marveling at the refrigerator and wondering at what sort of arcane vessel the microwave could possibly be in between flipping pancakes and popping jelly beans.

[[ i'm pretty sure new students + breakfast foods is just a requirement for me by now, and I'll be stuck at work today, sooooo...open common room is open! ]]

furrybluefreak

Kurt had been enjoying a fairly quiet week. Classes were over for now, though he was looking forward to the next term already. He had managed to miss the insanity of the past weekend, which he was still somewhat surprised by. Sliding under the radar and going unnoticed was not something Kurt was used to... at all. But from some of the stories he had heard, he was glad he missed out on the insanity- for the most part.. the coffee shop thing had been interesting but relatively harmless.

But with the week winding to a close, and a new set of classes about to start, Kurt had taken the time to make some calls back home to touch base and check in with The Professor and a few of the others back home. It was good to talk to them, and though he felt a tiny bit homesick, the excitement over the new classes and the promise of more adventures with his friends on the island was enough to chase most of that away.

And so, Kurt settled in on the couch in the common room, a bowl of popcorn beside him, remote in hand as he started flipping through the channels to find something worth watching.

(open post is open- expecting one but open to anyone who needs the common room or wants to chat)

canlendanear

The last few days of not having her strength hadn’t been fun but yesterday her hand seemed to be back to normal and her strength had returned as well and hopefully it was back for good.

Alara had decided to wait a bit longer just in case but she decided after waiting a day that she was now ready to fully test out her strength and so far her hand seemed to be doing just fine and she was finding it nice to be able to work her way through quite a few punching bags as well.

[open!]

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