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dirtiest-skank.livejournal.com

Olive had set up the first floor lobby to accommodate the inaugural meeting of the pajama club -- setting up in this case meant making sure that there were plenty of comfy pillows and fuzzy fleece throws on the sofas, and that there was a Real Housewives marathon going on the television. On a table to the side, she'd set up a variety of cereal (though pretty much everything was colorful or chocolately or sugary. No Raisin Bran for you. Who were you people, who wanted like, Chex at Pajama Club?) as well as some milk and a set of bowls. Since it was still relatively warm out, Olive's pajamas were not particularly cozy, but they were, at least, pretty cute.

"Welcome to Pajama Club," she said, once pretty much everyone was assembled. "I'm Olive, if you didn't already know. And I'll be honest, this mostly started as a joke but I'm kind of super-glad that so many people turned out. Um, for our first meeting, I figured we'd do introductions and maybe you could share why you joined? Oh, and your favorite type of cereal, so I know what to get for meetings."

nottrivial

Alec had a cat.

She was grey and tiny -- much, much less fat than Church, his cat from home -- and had claimed for herself a spot in his lap. She also seemed oddly fascinated by his tea, occasionally swiping her paw into his mug in fascination. There wasn't a whole lot Alec could do to stop her, either; he tried moving his mug to the table beside him, and then to the back of the couch, but she only tried climbing after it, and Alec thought he should probably avoid letting her do that.

Which was why he had no choice but to leave her alone on the couch for just a moment as he got up bring the teapot from the stove over to the table for a refill. When he came back, though, he found that in his absence, the kitten hadn't been playing with the mug, but had instead managed to open the six or seven other Pokéballs that had been scattered around the couch.

Alec blinked. "I guess I asked for that."

And so he sat down on the couch, surrounded by kittens that immediately scrambled to snuggle him.

It was probably a pretty weird sight.

suitably_heroic

It was raining.

It was not raining very hard, but it was definitely raining at the insane time the sirens went off across the school. The lawn outside was slowly but surely turning into a wet mess, and the grass was just high enough in some places that it might leave wet splotches on an unsuspecting passer-by's pants.

Clearly this was a great time for a fire drill.

It was clearly also a great time to test the new volume on the sirens, which blared even harder than they had ever done before. Hope you didn't have to take any tests in the morning, kids!

[[ has a firedrill! students, have at. ]]

pursuedthestars

Jim had brushed today's class off about ten minutes after he'd left the classroom. It was ten questions, pointless in the grand scheme of things, and Jim wasn't going to let ten questions put him inside some kind of box.

Tomorrow, he'd planned on finally getting out and seeing what this little island had to offer. Maybe he'd hit up that bar Cade had mentioned to see what was the what there. Tonight, he was staying in and spending some time in the common room.

Feet up and head pillowed by the cushions, he'd already fallen into a habit of flipping through channels to find something interesting. Television during this time period was all kinda...lacking.

Eventually, Jim stopped on some movie when an explosion caught his eye and switched his attention to the apple he'd taken from the fridge. After taking his first bite, Jim decided the apple was much more entertaining than the movie.

[Open place, open common room]

Current Mood: lazy

notalender

After several weeks of wandering through the walls of the dorms, dodging gremlins and squirrels, Arietty had concluded that not only were there no other borrowers currently in residence, there probably hadn't been any in a really, really long time.

She hoped they didn't get eaten by the gremlins.

What this meant, other than that all the borrowings were hers, was that the only company she was going to get was from the beans, and if she wanted to be a social creature, she was going to have to do more about letting herself get seen.

Which would be why she'd scaled the side of the couch in the common room, looping a long piece of yarn around the remote to drag it into place in the center, where she proceeded to flip channels on the TV.

It was good exercise, when the remote buttons required two hands and a decent amount of force to press down, properly. She wouldn't object to anyone else coming in who might have a better idea of what might be worth watching on the bajillion channels she was finding.

[ooc: Looks like I've got a good stretch of thumb twiddling before I'm done at work tonight. Very open!]

monkeymonkeydie.livejournal.com

Faced with the prospect of a fight to the death against the resistance outside, Bucky decided to do the sensible thing and guard the common room. For definitions of "guard" that included "watch television" and "take a nap".

Wake him when it's all over, mmkay?

[Open for loyalists or invading rebels.]

borrowedwalls.livejournal.com

Arietty had thought she understood loneliness when she was stuck under the floorboards with only her parents for company. She thought she understood the dangers of the world after having to rescue her parents from Professor Mildeye. She'd thought she knew so much and was so worldly.

She had no idea.

Loneliness was living in the walls of a school building with no one but mice and insects for company. Danger was being surrounded by beans who happily hurt and killed each other, much less a borrower like Arietty. This wasn't what she'd thought her life would be like when she set off from under the clock last Christmas.

As she darned her sleeping sock in the light of one of her last borrowed birthday candles, she started to ( sing. )

Anyone coming by the fourth floor stairwell today might hear her tiny voice, singing sadly through the drywall. Arietty knew when she was about to be seen, but these days, she was a little less worried about when she might be heard.

[ooc: identity of the singer is NFB. NFI, though reactions are perfectly cool.]

notalender

Arietty had spent her non-class time over the course of the week exploring between the walls of the dorms. She'd worked out the best path from her room down to the lobby (through the vent was fastest, but slipping through the hole in the back of the closet and climbing the series of loose nails down the studs avoided more of the angry green things with lots of teeth) and started working on ideas on how she could get back and forth between the school and the dorm in less than an hour (she was a teenager, after all, she wanted to get to sleep in some time). She'd completely failed to find any holes that would send her back to the Underground, though. She seemed to be stuck here for the time being, and was determined to make the most of it. Which meant it was time to start setting up her house.

And that meant it was time to go Borrowing.

The big common room at the end of the hallway seemed like a good place to start. She knew she was supposed to wait until after dark, but she was impatient, and besides, all the beans so far had been Jameses rather than Professor Mildeyes. She was sure that she'd be just fine, even if she got caught.

Which would be how she ended up climbing up the side of a cabinet in the kitchen area of the common room in the middle of the afternoon. If she could find a stick of jerky up there, she could live like a queen for the rest of the summer!

[ooc: common room is ooooooooopen.]

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Pajama Club! - First floor lobby [Tuesday after classes]

Fourth Floor Common Room, Thursday Evening

Outside the Dorms, Very Very Late Monday Evening/Too Early Tuesday Morning

2nd Floor Common Room | Tuesday Evening

Second floor common room, Thursday afternoon

Third Floor Common Room, Saturday afternoon

In the wall by the stairwell on the fourth floor, Tuesday afternoon

Second floor common room, Friday afternoon after classes

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