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eyesofahero.livejournal.com

After returning from Gaia on the holidays, Cloud had neglected to take care of ~~his baby~~ Fenrir for a while, and now that he was checking the engine, he had to accept the fact that moving from Fandom to Gaia and the other way around was perhaps a bit demanding for it. Stupid trans-dimensional travels. It wasn't as if he could drive the bike around in town, not without being forced to go very, very slow. And taking it to the mainland? It might attract too much attention.

At any rate, it was sitting and working on it for now. It was a good way to use his time, classes-less as he was. He would perhaps go and try to find people to talk with later, but for now? He had a responsibility with his bike. He might even do a ltitle test run around, if the weather allowed it.

[Open garage is open!]

Current Mood: working

eyesofahero.livejournal.com

When he first heard of the television channel that talked about history, Cloud had been convinced that anyone who watched it and the ones that had taken the time to make it happen were eager to waste their time. Big time. So he couldn't quite understand why he was absolutely hooked on the show where a guy talked about a planet without humans. But he was hooked, even when he didn't know half the places shown, and seriously doubted dogs could protect sheep for thousands of years alone.

He was going to keep on watching anyway; that crystal chapel was going down anytime now.

[Open common room!]

Current Mood: pleased

eyesofahero.livejournal.com

Was that Cloud on a common room? Again?

He couldn't be blamed on not wanting to be social. Even if by "social" people currently had all kinds of meanings he wasn't really interested to dwell into. ~~Well maybe a little~~. At any rate, he had decided to give television a chance to keep his mind from...life, which turned to be quite a challenge given the amount of romance that was involved in nearly any TV show he zapped through.

Until he found one that was...different.

Yeah, he could watch that for a while, and hope the big, ugly men kept stumbling in boats as they killed fish. Poor fish, but they were dying for a good cause.

[Open common room is quite open!]

Current Mood: curious

eyesofahero.livejournal.com

Cloud was making cookies.

Or actually, trying to make cookies. It was totally Kate's fault, but not really, since nobody was forcing him. At any rate, the first batch was done, and the smell of cookies was in the air. At least they smelled well? They were of almost all the shapes you could imagine, not because of him using several different molds, but mainly due to his inability to make them round and pretty, like he imagined they should be. Cloud had taken the time to make a little sign so people would better before eating them.

I (Cloud) made this cookies,
Eat at your own risk
-Could

In all honesty, they weren't that bad -he had tasted some- but any bad criticism would most likely make him quit. And yet, he would appreciate if people offered advice to his cooking skills.

[Those are your typical chocolate chip cookies and this is an open common room!]

Current Mood: busy

vanillajello

Kate had not been pleased to find herself still a dude when she'd woken up today. It wasn't that she had a huge problem with it as such herself, it was just that she was kind of worried for the sanity of a certain someone else.

But there was nothing she could really do about it, so she'd just wandered down into the common room and decided it was a day for baking. Everyone would appreciate chocolate chip muffins, right?

(Kate, by the by, was not mature enough to not laugh at the fact that they had nuts in them.)

A couple of batches of muffins baked and set on the counter to be taken, she flopped down onto one of the couches and started leafing through an issue of Cosmo. Trying to see if she could get a male perspective on it today.

[ooc: Yes, you guessed it, it's an open common room!]

trigons_child

Raven was still unsettled by her meeting with Sherlock earlier that day, so when she came home from work she headed up to her usual spot on the roof to meditate. She knew she should let mere words upset her so much, especially when they came from a ~~sociopath~~ stranger. Sitting cross-legged on the roof near the garden, she closed her eyes and let herself sink into a light trance, trying to calm herself down and forget about what the unpleasant man had said. The evening was very pleasant, at least, and the moon was lovely and full.

[Open roof is ooopen.]

Current Mood: relaxed

whateverknight.livejournal.com

It wouldn't be accurate to say that that Squall was holding a Welcome Picnic Protest Party, because... well, 1) the idea was stupid, 2) that was a lot of work for something he didn't care about, 3) it wasn't like he was going to INVITE anyone else, and 4) whatever.

The point was, the park outside was going to be filled with all sorts of new people he didn't care about who were probably all gawking at the bizarreness of Fandom in a really annoying way. Since Squall was nearly an adult, and he just seemed to randomly be given responsibilities he didn't want, if he went he'd probably end up having to help the newbies, or worse, be a big brother to someone.

So, he was staying FIRMLY in the dorms, avoiding people.

Yes, in a public common room. No, he wasn't hoping people would join him. He hated people. Shut up.

Anyway, the TV was on and tuned to some pedestrian bile about busting myths, mainly by blowing things up. Squall began to enjoy it in spite of himself.

[Open common room is open!]

Current Mood: whatever

eyesofahero.livejournal.com

Nothing like the smell of oil and the sound of metal against metal to pass the time. Or at least that was Cloud's personal opinion. Having left Fenrir behind when he came to Fandom had resulted on the poor motorcycle -his poor, poor baby- being unused and now it was in need of some serious safety checks before even dreaming to taking it out for a test ride. Last thing Cloud wanted was to break something -like Fenrir- on the middle of the town and then being forced to drag the thing all the way back to the garage. Not that working on it wasn't entertaining, and a wonderful way to kill time, but he would be a lot less crankier in the days to come if he managed to do it good at the fist attempt.

So there he was, crouching next to Fenrir, slowly taking apart the massive engine. The motorcycle had its sword storage cabinets opened, so it looked like a big bat-looking thing on wheels, also covering much of Cloud.

And Cloud was so not humming. Nope, not happening. You are obviously hearing things.

[Open garage, open post!]

glacial_queen

By mutual agreement, Karla and her parents decided not to talk about about what was going on in Glacia and why she was here at Fandom. They still wished to know and were biding their time; Karla had pretty much decided that telling them would be a waste of time. All they could do was feel bad about it.

Instead, they had spent the afternoon ~~handwavily~~ wandering around the island, with Karla pointing out fun places to hang out and explore. Her father was intrigued by all the modern technology and would have been happy to spend several hours in Karla's dorm, fiddling with the lightswitch, her ipod, and her laptop. Karla's mother, however, wanted to meet more of Karla's friends. Having been on the island for over a year now, Karla knew the best way to lure people into one place.

Several orders of takeout later, the sixth floor common room was filled with dishes from Il Pollo, the Lobster Hut, Ching Tai, and, of course, Pizza Planet. She couldn't let her parents come to Fandom and not try pizza!

[Open for any night-owls!]

puppy_fair

When the reserves group gathered for today’s meeting, they’d be met with... Well, they’d be met with Zack, stepping forward and grinning brightly at the lot of them, maybe bouncing on his toes for good measure. Hey, just because there was the possibility of new people didn’t mean he was going to try to be all serious about it. Zack didn’t do serious all that well.

“Hey, guys! Welcome to the first reserves meeting of the new term!” He nodded toward the table that was set up nearby. “Help yourself to the cookies if you haven’t already? We’re going to take it easy today before we get into the serious stuff again next week. Introductions and things like that, in case there are any newbies around, you know? Starting with us, of course. I’m Zack Fair, SOLDIER 1st Class. I specialize in working with swords,” like the absolutely massive one on his back, “and take on some of the most heavy missions that my job back home can hand a guy. Usually on my own.”

“Kennedy,” the girl who was about half his size and cradling a crossbow in the crook of one arm spoke up. “Potential Slayer, trained to fight demons and your standard supernatural baddies. Long story, ask me later if you want to know. I know swords, not as much as Zack does, and knives and a few other things, but my real favorite is this baby here. I’ve been working with crossbows for nine years.”

“Jak,” said the blond who looked like he both desperately needed a haircut, and didn’t care much about haircuts to begin with. He also had ears that stuck out... at least several inches and tapered off to a pointy end, and a chunk of metal strapped to his thigh. “Freedom fighter. I’m good with hand-to-hand, but my thing is shooting things. Or blowing them up.” He took said chunk of metal from his thigh, pulled another chunk of metal off his back and pressed the two of them together. The whole affair stretched out suddenly, assuming the shape of a gun with a large blue cartridge shoved in the back. “Any questions?”

[Open reserves are open to all! Co-written with the usual suspects.]

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