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Her toys had asked her, very politely, to not practice her violin that night. Since she'd already done so with her Papa Jono earlier that day, she'd agreed and left them to their own devices and wandered down to the common room.

She was sort of hungry, but couldn't decide what to eat, so after pondering that for a bit, she turned on the television, flopped on a couch, and after a while started playing on her laptop.

Well, not playing, not exactly, but rather reading up more on the Hunter Exams.

They were kind of important and… not really that far away.

[Open, yo!]

soniaroadsqueen

It was cold up on the roof, but Ringo wanted to feel the wind in her face this afternoon. She'd woken up feeling restless, and AirTrek hadn't been able to calm her down like it usually did. She'd taken a long, hot bath earlier in the afternoon, and that hadn't really done it either.

So she'd made a thermos of tea and climbed the stairs to sit on the edge of the roof, looking out over the island musingly. Her dreams this week had been unusually vivid. And while dreaming of Kathy wasn't unusual, dreaming almost exclusively of her was. Maybe that's what had Ringo feeling a little off-balance?

Yeah. That was probably it.

She sipped at the tea and took a deep breath. The cold air seemed to fill her up, mixing with the warmth of the tea and swirling within her. Ringo hoped that spending a bit more time out here was all she needed to settle her mind.

[ooc: Open, of course.]

rebelseekspizza

Dante'd promised Alluka to teach her how to throw a punch. By the time the day itself rolled around, he actually regretted it; there were other things he wanted to be doing, like hang around his dorm room taking advantage of his new fridge, or maybe text Isabela and move up their date to go kicking around trouble on the other side of the Causeway.

But he was stuck with his plans now. And he wasn't even hungover today, so technically speaking, he was in the perfect position to do this.

He'd just have to keep his strength in check.

He showed up to the gym after classes had ended, armed with a Combichrist tank top and black bondage pants - which was the widest pair he owned. He wandered around stretching and poking at some of the weights. They were laughingly light for him, so it wasn't like messing around with them would do him any good. But it passed the time.

[[ expecting one, but open before and after her! ]]

not_every_mage

Anders had spent most of the last 36 hours researching every possibility he could think of to get to LA and try to save Kathy, and kept coming up empty. There were no portals, no magic, no nothing he could see working. And with the island off floating in space, it wasn't even as though taking the cauhseway to the mainland and trying to hitchhike across the continent was an option.

His mind was too exhausted to spend any more time turning over those possibilities, so he went to the common room and turned on the television. It was on the cooking channel; chefs were competing to make a main course using hard-boiled eggs, mango chutney, lobster and something green. His stomach growled at the spectacle, and he abstractly wondered how long it had been since he ate properly.

He'd fix that. Eventually.

[OOC: Open CR, open post. Anders' last open post on the island until July, not that he knows that yet.]

that_oldsaying

The stairwell was not usually a place Alluka liked to linger, since it wasn't pretty, or fun, or colourful. In fact, the stairwell was pretty boring.

Which had led to a conversation with her toys, when Mr. Bubbles had mentioned wanting to go somewhere outside of their room, and then her bunny had pitched a fit about how it was too dark to go outside, and most of her toys from home had backed her bunny since none of them were used to leaving their room anyway.

Mr. Bubbles had been near tears when her dinosaur had piped up with the fact that, even though the stairwell was boring, there was nothing that said they couldn't make it less boring.

So that was how Alluka, and a pile of her toys, and another pile of crayons and markers and pencils had wound up in the stairwell. She also had a blanket and snacks, because going anywhere without those seemed silly.

She drew a yellow circle on the wall in marker and held up her elephant. "What do you think?" she asked. "Should it be a sun or should it be a smiley face?"

[Open!]

that_oldsaying

While Alluka didn't know lots and lots of things, she knew what a tea party meant and, after talks with Ringo and her own experiences at the welcome picnics, she knew that it was important for real parties to have lots of tasty food and fun things to drink. So that was easy enough to figure out! Then she let Ringo handle that.

Which was why there was so much food. Ringo had started by ordering take out "for one" from a bunch of local places, which would probably have been enough on its own. But then she'd found a recipe for fruit punch on the internet, and decided to try that out, and then she'd had a random craving for cherries which had led to a bunch of random fruit. There was even an entire table dedicated to chocolate. You were welcome, Alluka.

Alluka handled the decorations, which meant that come the Friday of the party, ever since just a little past noon, she'd been up on the roof decorating under the critical eye of her bunny and her giraffe (both of whom had differing opinions on everything from glitter placement to balloon placement) but by the time the party was to get started, she'd managed to get it all up, with the tables and chairs and balloons and glitter and banners along the rooftop railing.

Between the two of them, they'd gotten everything set up in time to go and do their hair and change.

Her bunny won the argument between her toys about who got to come with, so her bunny was looking very smart indeed with its ears tied back with a black and white scrunchie.

Alluka smoothed her new dress down and grinned over at Ringo. While Alluka's dress was white (well, okay, with a little bit of black, but they'd both decided that that didn't count) and her hair was up in an elegant twist (Ringo had helped her do it), Ringo's dress was a deep black and her long hair was loose from its usual pigtails to spill down her back.

Now they just had to hope people came.

[~~Wait for the~~ OCD is up! Come party!]

that_oldsaying

It had happened by accident.

Alluka had bounced into the common room in search of ~~chocolate~~ ~~candy~~ food and had tossed Mr. Bubbles at the couch as she'd gone by so that he could save her a seat despite the fact that no one else had been in the room and when she'd gotten back from peering at the fridge and cupboards (and had discovered chocolate chip cookies, which she'd promptly decreed was better than anything else to eat) (sorry Kathy), Alluka discovered that Mr. Bubbles had fallen off the couch.

This could have been a disaster, but Mr. Bubbles was a clever giraffe and had knocked a cushion down with him and it lay half over him, sheltering him from the pain (never mind that the floor was under him, the details were not important) and Alluka had surveyed this with big eyes before squealing.

"A fort! You're the smartest, Mr. Bubbles!"

And that was how the second floor common room had been turned into a fort. Every chair and couch in the room had been either turned on its side or stripped of cushions (or both) to make this fort. Extra blankets had been spread across the chairs to make rooftops and maze-like little passageways and in the center of it all Alluka had her toys, and her cookies, and it was amazing.

Her bunny and panda were probably wondering where she was. Shh, don't tell them!

[Open!]

soniaroadsqueen

Ringo had been struck by inspiration this morning, but it had taken her a few hours to get everything ready. First she'd spent an hour putting together a bunch of little signs using bright colors and glitter and anything to hopefully make them extremely noticeable.

Watch out on the stairs
AT ride in progress

Then she'd walked from floor to floor with her stack of signs and a roll of tape and taped the things up all over the place near the dorm stairs. She really didn't want anyone to get caught by surprise, after all. That's why the signs were so glittery!

Once that was done, she walked the stairs top to bottom a few times, eyes picking out potential lines to ride and noting any tight areas to be careful of. With a plan in place, she returned to the ground floor and sat down, closing her eyes to visualize her ideal run. The central trick that the whole thing turned on was going to be, well, tricky. She'd need to skate up one wall, kick off, grab the handrail, and use that as a pivot point to make sure her momentum was heading in the right direction to keep going up the opposite wall. And she'd have to do that once for each time the stairs changed direction at a landing.

Ringo rather doubted she'd make it all the way to the top in a single run on the first try, or even the tenth try, but AirTrek wasn't about being perfect the first time. No, it was about practicing until you nailed it. And Ringo was prepared to try as many times as she needed to.

So she got her ATs on, and got started. Laughter and excited whoops echoed ahead and behind her as she rocketed upward, punctuated by sighs and frustrated exclamations when she didn't manage to land at the right angle, or with enough momentum and had to start over. But messing up was part of the process, and she messed up a little less with each run.

She'd get there eventually, and until she did, getting a little better with each attempt, learning little tricks to make things easier, well that was where a lot of the fun was!

[ooc: Feel free to bump into Ringo at any point in the process. Making signs, hanging them up, actually speeding up the stairwell walls, or on a break to catch her breath and drink some water.]

soniaroadsqueen

Ringo hadn't actually realized that there were stairs up to the roof. She'd contemplated trying to get up to it via ATs, but just walking was so much easier. Not that that was going to stop her from trying the harder route some day.

The first thing she'd done once she got to the top of the dorms was walk a slow circuit, looking out over the island. It was a bit weird to realize that she was at one of the higher spots on the island, especially when she was used to Tokyo, but she couldn't deny that the view was spectacular. She felt like she could see so much from this height. And the wind tugging at her hair felt amazing.

After a careful circuit to take a look around, Ringo stepped up to the very edge and spread her arms wide. Head back, eyes closed, just feeling the wind's fingers tugging at her. It was a softer, gentler sensation than the pull of the wind during an especially aggressive ride. Almost like a light, playful dance instead of the exultant fight she was used to.

That discovery led to another: she was probably going to be up here a lot more often from now on.

[Open!]

that_oldsaying

It was true that no one so far had gotten mad at her for anything and her classes were being held outside and no one mentioned it was weird when she left her room and so, even though Alluka was still (maybe a little scared) concerned about getting caught, she'd decided to, at the very least, wander outside enough to go and sit on the grass.

Grass was fun. It was all tickly and funny-shaped and hard to tie into knots. (She tried.) When she got tired of that, she flopped down on her back and looked up at the blue, blue sky. It was prettier than the mural in her room back home, she decided, even though the real sun didn't smile, and just burned her eyes if she stared at it too long.

And (still) there was no one to rage at her for leaving her room. Not that her family had ever raged at her--she'd never even managed to get the door open and Alluka, honestly, couldn't remember the last time she'd tried--but… well… few people were as scary as her parents were. She wasn't brave like Killua.

(But then, she didn't have to be.)

Alluka sat up, her giraffe in her lap, and looked around the lawn. She didn't feel quite like trying to go to town, but maybe she'd just explore the grounds around the dorms and school.

So that was what she did, right up until she saw something so amazing that it sent her flying back to the dorms, racing up stairs, and right to Mabel's room. She knocked eagerly on the door, not even considering that Mabel might not be there.

"Mabel, Mabel, Mabel!"

[Mabel's thread comes first, but open to all!]

soniaroadsqueen

It had required moving some furniture around in order to create the space necessary, but Ringo had managed to lay down a big white sheet on the floor and pin its corners with some large boxes. She'd even had boxes left over, and those were stacked near the edge of the area she'd blocked off.

Most of the boxes were open, too, and revealed their contents to be hundreds of tiny different bits of metal. Ringo had asked Ume to send her AT parts, and Ume had delivered in spades. She had enough pieces here to put together dozens pairs. Sometimes, apparently, little sisters were good for something after all!

Of course so many boxes had taken a lot of work to get up to the fifth floor, and she hoped no one had been annoyed as she had painstakingly moved one box at a time from the lobby.

Now Ringo was sitting in the middle of that white sheet, her smile matched by some happy humming as her hands rapidly swapped out small screwdrivers for tiny wrenches and the pile of precisely-machined metal in front of her began to take shape.

Every so often some screw or gear would slip from her fingers, and she'd have to put down what she had so far and find it. Fortunately, the sheet was very, very clean, and practically nothing blended in against it. So soon enough she'd be back to humming and assembling, and she was almost done with the first unit.

[Open!]

rhymeswithtable.livejournal.com

Mabel's classes were finished for the week, and she was in a fairly social sort of mood... which, in fairness, was exactly the sort of mood she tended to be in roughly 99% of the time anyway. Waddles was sleeping off dinner back in her room, and it occurred to her that maybe this was an excellent opportunity to get some knitting in while also taking care of that whole 'temporarily limited wardrobe' issue that she currently had. So, she'd done some brief shopping in town (Fandom town was small and cute but it was functional!), and now she had herself a whole bag of yarn, some knitting needles, and a box of Chipackers (the chip that tastes like a cracker!), which she was currently sitting down on the floor in front of the television with.

She could have sat on the couch, yes, but there was just something about parking herself way too close to the television while she knitted herself a new sweater and watched old reruns of Tiger Fist that felt right, around here.

[OOC: Open for the glory of the second floor!]

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