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bound2blade.livejournal.com

Setsuna found herself in a bit of repose (certainly not emo, thank you very much) on the roof, sitting with her body positioned toward the ocean and the many things that lie beyond it. Of course, one of the first things she did when she, Ami, and Billy returned from the rendezvous point was alert the people back at Kansai that Amagasaki was on the move again, but it still didn't settle her nerves at all that they should be willing to go this far just to get rid of her. If they were planning something and it went further beyond Tsukuyomi's little ~~girlcrush~~ quest to beat her...they must be planning something really big if they figured she was a threat while in an entirely different country still...

Thus...restlessness. And emoing...errrr, thinking on the roof.

[[ roofs. they be open. ]]

not_in_the_book

This was getting to be a habit.

Ronan pulled the casserole dish from the oven, and set it on the counter. When he pulled off the lid, the odour of the meatballs, in their savoury, tangy, tomato sauce, escaped and filled the room -- and, if prior experience was any indication, likely the entire building. He pulled a packet of toothpicks out of his basket, setting it beside the casserole, the only kind of utensil for this kind of meal; this was definitely a 'stand, eat, and chat' evening, and there was plenty for anyone who wanted to come by. There were also crackers laid out on a tray. and some sliced peppers, to help round out the meal.

(OOC: And Ronan once again feeds the dorms. :D )

Current Mood: pleased

sixstandingby.livejournal.com

With his first two workshops moderately successful (the dog kicking question was a trick!) and the books still acting like chickens inside the cabin, Gavin's escaped to outside the cabin.

He's leaning against a log and counting stars. It's better than counting sand.

[Ooooooooooopen to all!]

nadiathesaint

Nadia figured she'd gone long enough without playing her guitar, now, and it was time to "get back on the horse", so to speak.

New Order seemed to have the right combination of repetition and complexity to suit her needs, just now.

She was lying on her back, her guitar settled against her stomach as she strummed and stared up at the overcast sky.

[ooc: you know the drill, yeah?]

bound2blade.livejournal.com

Setsuna knew she should probably get some sleep; it was late, and she had her DAMM class and work tomorrow, but she was feeling rather restless. Like there was too much in her head, but none of it would really manifest into anything real and tangible. She felt like she was in a rather odd spot in her life...she actually had a few choices in front of her and she wasn't even close to be sure how to respond to any of them...

So she sat on the roof, looking out over the island, trying to ~~emo~~ think it all out...

[[ why, yes, it's open! And, yes, it's late right now 0.o ]]

connernotconnor.livejournal.com

It was NCAA basketball playoff season, so Conner had resigned himself to watching basketball on TV. Of course, basketball not being his favorite sport, he was watching the women's tournament.

Why?

Well, at least he could check out some cute girls while he watched a sport he really didn't care about . . .

[OOC: Open, despite the uninspiredness of my narrative!]

nadiathesaint

Nadia decided being social would take her mind off her birthday thoughts.

So she was in the common room now, instead of her dorm room, staring out at the rain.

This? Totally counted as progress.

[ooc: open!]

nadiathesaint

Nadia had gotten a package. It had been a very long time since she'd gotten a random package that wasn't something she'd ordered.

But it was from a former boss (and not one that she'd ~~killed~~ ~~slept with~~ stopped talking to on bad terms), so she figured it was okay.

Inside were a few CDs from Lucas, and a tupperware container with an extra note on it:

Hey, little former music babe,

Lucas says you used to totally dig the secret recipe of my brownies, so I thought I'd make sure you got some more for old times sake. Try not to watch any Gwar videos when you eat them.

Keep it cool,

Eddie

Her eyes widened.

Eddie's special brownies.

SCORE!

So now she was bopping around to an odd harpsichord playing musician who sounded kind of like a cross between Betty Boop and a cat screeching but was mysteriously catchy, and eating her some good brownies.

[ooc: open. Yes, those are Eddie's special brownies. Secret ingredient: "lots of sugar". Your character may or may not recognize them for what they are, Nadia may or may not tell your character what they are, I leave that up to you]

Current Mood: high
Current Music: Joanna Newsom - Peach Plum Pear

demonbelthazor

After a strange conversation with Phoebe, Bel headed to the common room. Spreading some love and joy would brighten his mood.

The common room was a mess after the party from the night before. Bel waved his hand, setting the room to right. The walls and furniture became bright and cheery colors, and plates of nutritious yet delicious snacks and glasses of orange juice filled the tables. The TV was playing "Extreme Makeover: Home Edition" (because people helping other people was quality entertainment suitable for all ages).

He left the glitter, however, because glitter was always fun.

Current Mood: happy

henryoredward.livejournal.com

Henry managed to make his way to the dorm roof. He'd had a busy week, and needed to relax. He pulled some sheets out of his folder, and opened up his violin case. He tightened the bow strings and rosined them up. The violin needed a serious amount of tuning, due to the climate change. But it was quickly ready. He snapped on a shoulder rest, tucked the instrument under his chin, and started to play. Mozart's first violin concerto in G minor.

[ooc: Open like a box that doesn't even have a lid to close.]

nadiathesaint

The lobby had been . . . well, decked out could be the term, possibly. . . . The floor was covered in some sort of black astroturf, the walls were festooned in black crepe paper. Black buckets filled with black water balloons and tables with black silly string were in the corners, and a black clothed table held pies and snacks, especially cupcakes, all chocolate, or otherwise . . . well . . . black.

The black banana cream pie was especially of interest.

There were signs to point out this was done with food coloring, and was not to be thought of as inedible.

Nadia herself was decked out in her blackest blacks, wearing a pin with a big black X over a pink pony with wings, and a banner read:

Evil Flying Pink Pony Awareness Party
Defend yourself from the scourge of pink!

Hey, it was a theme.

[ooc: very minimal OCD ~~going~~ is up. I will be afk for the next few hours attending a company holiday party, but will return asap as I don't really want to deal with all that for too long tonight. Anders will, hopefully, be along shortly as well. It's in the lobby so that teachers may also participate, and, yes, Nadia will be doing the clean up, afterwards, should folks decide to play with the water balloons and silly string. Other black "weaponry" may be modded at will]

blessed_twice

After checking in at the school, Wyatt got his room assignment (208) and headed for the dorms. The room was empty when he found it, so either he didn't have a roommate or he hadn't shown up yet. Hopefully his roommate would be cool. Wyatt hadn't shared a room with anyone for years.

He claimed the left side of the room and wandered out to the common room area to get a feel for the place. (And also to see if there were girls on the floor.)

Current Mood: curious

nadiathesaint

After the buzz of yesterday, Nadia was feeling a bit gloomy again. She'd managed to get herself some soup without too much "I can only use one arm!" trauma, and that, combined with some hot chocolate, was working wonders for her ability to pretend it wasn't effin' freezing outside.

Her shoulder was aching again, though, and as she sat on the couch with the TV on quietly in the background, she went over what she could remember of the troll battle, trying to figure out where things had gone square shaped.

[ooc: open]

fh_extras

There really was something irresistable to the trolls about the giant castle thing at the top of the hill.

I mean, come on! Trolls, castle . . . it was like a match made in heaven!

So, once they'd made lots of good headway pillaging and rampaging through the town, the trolls started on their way up the hill, aimed for the gates to the school, grinning and slathering and singing creepy, troll-y songs of glee.

[ooc: ~~minor ocd going up~~ Game on!]

strongestgirl.livejournal.com

Pippi is making breakfast like ya do.

She's also taking stock of how much space the kitchenette and fridge has for storage of staple items.

She might go down to the store today and buy provisions herself as a trial run for her StuCo project of providing food on the weekend.

In the meantime, the siren smells of pancakes, sausage, eggs, and coffee waft around the 5th floor and possibly up and down the stairs as well.

[[ooc: It's the most important meal of the day! You don't want to go dealing with an invasion on an empty tummy do you?

Current Mood: bouncy

walter-n-wires.livejournal.com

Enough of the hiding out from everyone. Walter realized he'd been invisible lately, and that clearly hadn't worked on a number of levels.

So, out into the common room where he'd fried up a batch of potatoes and turned on the television, deliberately opting out of the ~~Hitler~~ History Channel and picking up a random improvisational comedy programme.

There he sat with a pile of salty fried potatoes, a panting hellpuppy, and a metric tonne of homework he hadn't been paying sufficient attention to.

bridge-carson.livejournal.com

After getting back from Vegas, Bridge goes up to the third floor to collect his favourite teammate ever and tell her all about his Brilliant Plan.

Which is why Bridge and Z are now in the middle of the second floor common room, surrounded by massive amounts of Lego.

[ooc: open like a common room is!]

bound2blade.livejournal.com

After much consideration, the best way to deal with the ache in her back from putting her wings back in was to let them out again. Even better, she could let them out and spend some time with a good friend who had been spending too much time in his room with his book and not enough time talking with her. Especially since the last time they talked, there was...gulp...Pactio talk.

Her wings unfurled from her back the moment the stepped out of the dormitory and began their idly stroll. As they stretched out and got comfortable, Setsuna turned to Alphonse with a small smile. "You sure you don't mind?"

[[ she's with

kitty__fetish but you're welcome to run into 'em if ya like ]]

notawitch.livejournal.com

In Will's mind, having a fresh cup of coffee and a bag of cookies was a pretty good way to spend an evening. What more could you ask for at once, really?

That there was also an Animal Planet documentary about frogs on the TV was a coincidence. Yep, total coincidence.

(OOC: So very open.)

Current Mood: chipper

cyclopeanmerc.livejournal.com

Pip was very confused.

For some reason, two of the channels on the TV had seemingly dissappeared. And there was this new strange on in its place.

...

What the hell did "CW" stand for?"

bound2blade.livejournal.com

True, it wasn't rare to see Sakurazaki in the gym, when she wanted to work on strength rather than swordplay, or perhaps in search for a spar, or to just do her general chi centering excersizes.

However, it wasn't for any of the things the she was in the gym for tonight.

Sakurazaki had in her hands a red rubber ball, precisely the kind they had tossed at each other in Fitness the other day. She stood facing a wall, tucked the ball against her hip, and pondered a moment before stepping back.

She was throwing the ball at the wall, as hard as she could, working on getting the bounce back at her so she could repeat the process. There was a lot of throwing which lead into the ball bouncing away from her in directions unexpected, and her sprinting after it.

[[ gym's open ]]

2-twin-devils-2.livejournal.com

WIth no classes today, the twins lounged in the common room. Hikaru was eatting popcorn and watching the Z FIles while Kaoru sat to the side, making what must have sounded like strange barking as he looked over his Cross Species Communications vocabulary packet.

((ooc: slow but come and play~))

cyclopeanmerc.livejournal.com

Pip was up on the roof plunking on his guitar, staring up into the stars.

Jesus. Poor Marie. And to think he started this day planning on soaking everyone.

_[[Open!]]

chasingangela

Having rummaged through every drawer in Angela's room to no avail, the gremlin-bitten girl went to what looked like some kind of living room. She climbed up on the counter and started poking through the cabinets; there had to be alcohol somewhere.

After all, this was, like, some fancy boarding school, right?

demonbelthazor

Bel was busy setting up the fifth floor common room. He pushed the couches and chairs to the walls to clear the center of the room, then arranged some pallets he'd found and shimmered upstairs to create a makeshift runway. He lined the edges with white christmas tree lights. Music, big flashlight to serve as a spotlight, yeah, he was set.

There was nothing like watching someone else humiliate themselves when you've suffered it the night before.

ETA: And the show begins.

Current Mood: chipper
Current Music: Ru Paul - Supermodel

walter-n-wires.livejournal.com

Walter was cooking breakfast and making a list. So far he had a remarkable array of eggs cooked in different styles, a loaf's worth of toast, far too many sausages, and a few boxes of cereal sitting out next to a gallon of milk.

You'd think he was cooking for more than himself. While he worked, a small black puppy scampered at his feet apparently trying to stab a paper ball with a pencil held in his teeth.

The list was for Mary Poppins, who had somehow thought that he'd volunteered as her Teacher's Assistant.

( Pets and their people )

He knew there had to be more than that. He'd keep working on it.

[ooc: Help Walter with his list? Help me with the list. The food's for anyone.]

auroryborealis.livejournal.com

Food had been provided and was set out on a table to the side. Near it was a list of the Big Siblings/Little Siblings pairings. Also? Helpfully? There were nametags for everyone.

There were also balloons and plenty of glitter on each of the tables that had been set out so that people could socialize.

Welcome, new people.

[ooc: ~~Wait for my OCD, please.~~ OCD is up! BB/BS stuff should have been emailed to you, so the list itself is handwavey. If your character didn't sign up for it and yet is on there through the magic of being OOCly mean to our kids? Call it a paperwork mixup and run with it. They seem to happen a lot here. :D

Also, all new kids, remember that you need to check in officially in here as well as doing the fun social stuff.]

bridge-carson.livejournal.com

The temperature on the second floor was unusually hot. Bridge could, of course, do the sensible thing and just hang out in another floor's common room. But where's the fun in that?

So he's lounging on the couch in the second floor common room. Without a shirt. As you do.

bridge-carson.livejournal.com

Bridge was bored. And so he'd thrown a bunch of stuff that might be useful on an expedition into his knapsack, and is currently wandering the hallways in search of people to go with him on an adventure up to the sixth floor.

[ooc: open to those who know who they are!]

willbedone.livejournal.com

~~Willow~~ Nadia had a lot on her mind. The gremlin bite that had changed her body and affected her memory hadn't worn off yet, plus in spite of her successful work yesterday with singing and special brownies she felt certain the school still had emo in it.

She had to fix that.

Now, granted, this particular method was more of a World Cup related thing, but desperate times called for desperate measures.

Which was why Nadia was currently going through the halls of the dorms while naked.

Well... almost naked. She had a flag.

Willow, of course, owned no flags so Nadia had to make do by borrowing a white towel from Willow's room and dying it to match the colors of the Argentinian flag.

Okay, there was no dye in Willow's room either but Willow's highlighters sure came in handy.

Currently the flag was wrapped around her like the towel that it was.

Currently.

[ooc: ~~open for any wandering the hallways!~~ feel free to react to the running, nekkid redhead, Willow's mun is off doing other things. ~~May as well, before her character kills her~~]

Current Mood: cheerful

bridge-carson.livejournal.com

Bridge was sprawled on the couch, flipping through channels absently until he settles on one broadcasting a concert: Kira Ford, Live From New York.

strongestgirl.livejournal.com

Pippi is her perfectly normal, cheerful, SELF this morning. After breakfast, she and Demyx are going to use his path things to go to Disneyland and she's very excited about that. She just knows that nothing bad will happen to disrupt those plans like last time. ~~Muahahaha~~

But breakfast is the most important meal of the day. So here she is, making more pancakes then the mind can comfortably conceive of.

[ooc: open. come break my brain.]]

Current Mood: excited

walter-n-wires.livejournal.com

Walter led Alphonse down to the basement, his arms laden with some things you likely wouldn't expect in this weather, including blankets, ice skates, his electric kettle, and what appear to be the makings for hot cocoa with marshmallows.

He dropped most of those things off to the side of the pool and looked expectantly at his roommate.

"Come on. I want to see you turn all of that to ice."

[ooc: Pool party! The pool has been frozen solid, the room should be not just cool, but downright chilly. Enjoy the relief from the heat with a few goosebumps. Open to all. Anyone who wants their character to have an excuse to be down here can handwave a phone call from Walter. It's possible he randomly grabbed the school directory and dialed.]

bound2blade.livejournal.com

Sakurazaki had arrived at the salle fairly early, eager to get to work and having enjoyed the nice walk from the camp back to the dorms. Rather nice and peaceful, really. The time Peter and she had settled on was vague, so she didn't expect him to be there when she arrived, and used the time waiting to get a nice, long stretch in and a small amount of time meditating with her blade in her lap. It felt good to have some nice quality time with Yuunagi.

[[salle's open]]

nadiathesaint

After checking on Jamie and sparring with Pip, Nadia took a very, very long, very, very hot shower and went stiffly into the common room with plans to do nothing more than just relax.

Luckily, she found an episode of AKA to watch. It was one from the early seasons, where the rogue bad guy agent takes over teh fake CIA and Perth has to break in and save her evil boss. She propped her left leg up on a chair with an ice pack on her knee and silently and cheerfully ranted at Perth.

[ooc: oooooooopen sesame!]

tyler-gone.livejournal.com

Even silent, Tyler seemed especially confident as he waited for people to show up in the gym. He was barefoot, and clad in a tank top and sweats.

As people came in, he handed them sheets of paper with "Fight Club Rules" scrawled at the top.

1. What happens here, stays here.
2. PAY ATTENTION TO YOUR PARTNER. Match is over when someone signs "stop."
3. Only two to a fight.
4. One fight at a time.
5. No shoes. Padding only if you need it.
6. Fights go on as long as they have to. Someone's bleeding too much or knocked out? Fight's over.
7. Play nice, boys and girls.

[OOC: Here's how this will work. "Listen" to Tyler and mingle in the top thread. When you've paired off, start a new thread for that match. Handwave the "one fight at a time" thing. And please try not to send each other to the infirmary -- they'll be busy enough. Thanks.]

untouchableskin.livejournal.com

After being instructed to return to the dorms, Marie decided she may as well still cook since she had ~~handwavy~~ bought the food the previous day.

So she set up to start assembling lasagna in the common room. Maybe a home cooked meal would comfort some people.

bound2blade.livejournal.com

Sakurazaki settles under a tree as usual to intiate her meditations, just out of her shower, with her hair still a little damp and hanging around her shoulders.

She really probably should have noticed that it was usually easy to find the quiet to reach her centre today. But, for the most part, she just finds it really, really nice. Peaceful....

[[open]]

suzotchka.livejournal.com

Ivanova hadn't really unpacked, so moving into the cabin hadn't been much of a stretch. An early night had meant that her body had gotten the sleep it needed to kick back onto Fandom time. Now, she had found an Adirondak chair somewhere, got a little crackling fire going, and kicked back to enjoy. Fresh air, open sky . . .

It was good to be home.

[[Open like an open thing, yo.]]

bridge-carson.livejournal.com

Bridge has tacked a large white bedsheet to the wall of Koala cabin that faces the Pangolin campfire. RIC is nearby, in DVD-player mode, with the second season of Twilight Seraphim loaded and ready to play. There's snack foods, and, of course, s'more fixings, for sharing if anyone else cared to join him.

[ooc: open! come watch dvds outside!]

demonbelthazor

A group of students made their way to Fandom Camp to deal with the demon Lysistratas. It seemed quiet enough, but appearances could be deceiving.

[ooc: wide open, check in at V's post if you want, or you can see the group going and join along the way.

~~Please to be waiting for OCD.~~ Is up!]

Current Mood: determined

bound2blade.livejournal.com

Sakurazaki is feeling a little restless, unable to sleep although she's really quite exhausted from training. So, camera in one hand (impromptu interviews could happen at any time) and a biography on Genghis Khan in the other, she stalks down to the common room. Maybe some late night reading will help settle her spirits a bit.

[[open for a few tags while I finish up an assignment for class tomorrow (i need distraction XD), and then probably some SP tomorrow, if anyone wants to come say hi]]

marsheadtilt.livejournal.com

Veronica and Nadia got out to the campsite just before sunset to get everything ready for their night of hanging out and telling scary stories.

There were all the fixings for s'mores along with other snacks and beverages (non-alcoholic).

They also pulled seats over from some of the cabins campfires so there'd be places for everyone to sit.

Now they just had to wait for other people to show up.

[~~wait for ocd, please~~ Open to all! See here if you have questions!]

[ETA: I turned off notifications, so ping me either OOC or in the thread I set up for V if you want to talk to her ;)]

nadiathesaint

Nadia was pretty drunk by the time she got back from Caritas. But as she got back to her room, she suddenly remembered: her country had just won a game in the World Cup. They were going on to the next round.

That required proper celebrating.

She pulled out an Argentine flag and as much blue and white as she could find.

A few moments later, she was running through the dorm hallways, the flag tied around her neck like a cape and jumping up and down. With not a lot of coordination.

Weeeeeeeeeeeeee!

[ooc: open. Come tell her to shut up or join in the celebrating, whatever.

ETA Yes, Nadia is now shirtless]

bound2blade.livejournal.com

It was definately time for more tea. Not only was it soothing to her still sore muscles, but Sakurazaki found it to also be generally good for her soul. For a day filled with loud music, she had deemed that it had been almost unsettlingly quiet. Part of her was grateful for this; she did need the quiet. But another part of her was getting rather depressed over it all. She hadn't seen Ranma since Tuesday, Jude since Monday. Considering the events of the weeks, this was ultimately a good thing. Very good. But that didn't stop her from being depressed about it.

Sighing once her tea was prepared, she plops down onto the couch. No book or other distraction today. Just her, staring into a cup of tea, sipping idly, numbly. Emotionally, anyway. Her arms still cried out in pain when she moved them.

[[open]]

saltandammo.livejournal.com

Dean led the way into the Common Room with the bags of supplies he and Alec had ~~handwavily~~ bought in town.

"So," Dean said, putting the bags down on the kitchen counter. "Ready for your next lesson in junk food appreciation?"

[ooc: open for all your common room needs]

Current Mood: productive

cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com

It was pretty quiet in here tonight, and that meant the kitchen was free. Therefore, Anders was making cupcakes while the TV ran some 80s TV show about high school kids who frequently broke into song.

Because what else do you do on your birthday but make cupcakes for other people to share?

nadiathesaint

Nadia was sulking on the couch and watching AKA (the episode where the show gives up all pretense of realism and has Perth and her team of Spy Buddies get attacked by ghouls).

She could not believe GOB had given her detention again. And Perth's long-lost-fraternal-twin brother just got turned into a ghoul.

This sucked.

[ooc: Open!]

multi-madrox.livejournal.com

The common room furniture has been rearranged around a tiny stage like you would see at a nursery school.

Like one used for a puppet show.

The sign on the entrance to the CR says:

Mutiple Madrox Productions Presents

SOCK PUPPET THEATER!

Prepare to be ~~socked~~ mocked!

[ooc: ~~Wait for the~~ OCD is up!]

[ETA ooc2:Going to bed. Will finish puppet show tomorrow]

[ETA2 ooc3:Show is now complete. Yay!]

Current Mood: mischievous

bound2blade.livejournal.com

Sakurazaki had embarked on a very busy day, mostly to try to keep her mind on the fact that, every single time she entered her room, her sword was still not there. Besides, she did have a lot of work to do. First, she had to go to the library ~~handwavily due to work~~ to do her research on dream catchers and Native American magics, and then she booked it over to All and Sundries ~~again, handwavily due to work~~ to pick up the supplies. And then she researched some more, wanting to make sure that if she was going to do this, she was going to do this well.

It was time to get to work, though. Not feeling very tired, anyway, Sakurazaki drifts over to the common room so her work doesn't keep her roommate up, having a seat on the floor and setting diligently to work, materials and reference guides and scribbled Japanese notes surrounding her.

[[open, and now with proper coding.]]

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