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Vi had been here long enough that her hair was starting to grow out on her left and shaggy (well, shaggier) on the right, and there was no way she was getting back to sleep after the rough night she'd had. She figured she might as well take advantage of the multiple mirrors in the larger baths and access to actual, sharp scissors to clean things up a little.

So now she was standing angled between two mirrors, passing the scissors from hand to hand as she tried to trim her hair into submission. It still wasn't going to be as close and neat as Vander had always got it, but it sure beat trying to do it entirely by touch with a rapidly blunting shiv.

[Open girls' bathroom is open.]

gospel_of_oblivion

The last time 'Yana had been home, she'd gotten dragged out antique-shopping with Clea and Wong. Which, while she would never admit it, had been a lot of fun.

Especially since she'd found a super ancient, dusty (but still in excellent condition) copper samovar in a corner, and promptly claimed it for herself. The clerk hadn't even known what it was, and let her purchase it for ten dollars without even haggling.

At least Wong had been as scandalized as she had been at that sacrilege, and he'd promised to find her another one to keep in the Sanctum's kitchen. She didn't care what Strange said, using a standard electric kettle was not the same thing.

Which was why Illyana had set it up by an open window in the common room, letting the smoke drift outside as she made some proper fucking tea for once. American tea was terrible, which was why she usually stuck to their coffee.

But for a nice, cool day, where she could have the windows open and lounge on the couch reading through a mystery book and eating the cookies and sweets that she'd 'ported over to NYC to get? It was an absolutely perfect time for tea, and Illyana was in a good enough mood that she just might share.

[OOC: open common room is open!]

weirderthanthou

Jesse couldn't believe how much she'd let herself get away from-- herself, over the past few days. It had taken another encounter with Essej - and the memory of Trench - to wrench her back into useful shape.

Then she'd spent the evening putting information together. And... okay, she wasn't sure whether the vines on the school were just another thing or the root (heh) of the problem, but she knew they were growing, and that couldn't be good.

And so by morning she tapped into Fandom's radio network and sent out a terse message: "The school seems under siege by plants. Join me on the grounds if you want to help."

Then she turned up there, herself. And waited.

The ash kept raining down.

[[ for team fighty! ]]

lovethatjourney

As advertised, there was a party today, because this week was a lot and Alexis figured people needed to blow off some steam. Maybe hook up a little. Maybe it'd be a good precursor to prom!

So the common room was decorated, there was some good grinding music playing since there was a dance floor and all, and the counter was covered in snacks and drinks in case people needed something to hold while they mulled around. And she had entertainment in the form of games, so maybe that would get people going.

Welcome to the party! Alexis was here to facilitate you getting smooches!

sexy_giraffe

Well, Tahani wasn't sure why they were having makeovers on a roof unless it was to take windswept-looking pictures for afterwards but here she was with all of her off-season clothing, far too much makeup and hair things, and absolutely zero schnapps.

Schnapps, Eleanor? Schnapps?! There were not in a ski chalet, the only place it was ever acceptable to drink schnapps.

Tahani took a seat on a fold-out chair she'd found and flipped through her Instagram account looking for inspiration looks. It was so brave of Eleanor to ask for help!

[OOC: So open.]

gospel_of_oblivion

Warping the natural fabric of the Universe with magic was a responsibility and an honor and Illyana wasn't supposed to do it for selfish reasons blah blah blah.

Which is the only reason why she hadn't suddenly made it a gorgeous summer day over the entire island. Responsibility and shit.

She had, however, created an invisible dome over the deck. Any rain or snow blowing around would hit the outside of the shield and just slide away, and inside she'd brought the temperature up to a nice 75F. If you looked up, the illusion she'd laid on the inside of the dome gave you blue skies and a gorgeous summer day.

She could manipulate little pockets of reality. As a treat.

So here she was, sipping a fruit smoothie and reading a book. And every time some annoying bit of lugguage decided to drop out of nowhere, it recieved a bored "Yeet," and Illyana using magical TK to toss it into a portal to Limbo. Except for the big trunk that read 'Issues With Authority.' That one she was using as a footrest.

Illyana was perfectly aware of her emotional baggage, thanks. This was just rude.

[OOC: Totes open!]

amitragic

So that was that on 2020, huh?

Ulysses wished he'd gone to a party, wished he'd gotten wasted, wished he'd sloppily made out with someone at midnight and then gone back to someone else's place after... But the year had ended about the same as it had gone: vaguely disappointing, kind of meh. And so Ulysses'd found himself doing what he'd been doing most of the year, which was hanging out in his room in his boxers, smoking and reading conspiracy theories on his phone.

So far, 2021 wasn't looking much hotter for him. But at least he was out in the common room - in some fetching neon plaid pajama pants that made the heather t-shirt he was wearing up top look even more nondescript than it would have otherwise - curled up on the couch, eating a damn near overflowing bowl of Lucky Charms.

While scrolling on his phone. Look, at least it wasn't actually more conspiracies, right now!

... Because it was everyone's Insta and Snapchat videos and pics from last night, because nothing really, truly made New Year's Day like a severe case of FOMO and vowing to do better in another 365 days.

There were, for some reason, about a dozen boxes of Lucky Charms on the counter in the kitchen area, and more than enough milk in the fridge to complement most, if not even all of it. So if anyone wanted to join him, at least they were all getting breakfast.

[ooc: The first CR post of 2021 is open!]

gospel_of_oblivion

Illyana was sprawled out on the couch tonight, entwined with a dual-colored fox, as there was a Wendy the Werewolf Slayer marathon on the tv.

What? She liked the ass-kicking, and laughing at their magic.

She had a pile of blankets, some popcorn, and the other part of her soul. It was going to be a good night.

[OOC: Open post, open spots on the couch!]

gospel_of_oblivion

Illyana didn't have anyone here for her and that was fine. Really. She got to go home one weekend a month to see Strange and Wong and have magic lessons, and yes, she wanted to be home more, but it was fine. Whatever.

That totally wasn't why she was trying to make pelmeni on the stove. There wasn't any Feelings that she was trying to ignore. She was just hungry, and had already spent her allowance for the month, and was reduced to using the shit in the back of the freezer to make herself a snack.

//Gods-damned fucking--// Illyana balled-up her dough and started rolling it out again. //Even-out you stupid pile of flour.//

Okay, it wasn't going as easy as she'd hoped. But in her defense, the last time she'd helped her mother make them, she'd been six. It wasn't exactly a skill she'd used while under Belasco's tutelage.

At least she'd gotten the meats and onion all chopped up and mixed easily? But knives were way easier to use than rolling pins...

[OOC: Open post, and open food! Though she'll hit you with the rolling pin if you try to eat them before they're done.]

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2nd Floor Girls' Bathroom, Wednesday Morning

Second Floor Common Room, Friday Afternoon [11/19]

School Grounds, Early Friday Morning

Sixth floor common room- Thursday evening

The Roof, Thursday evening

The Deck of the Dorm, All Day Wednesday

3rd Floor Common Room, Late Friday Morning (... Okay, Noon)

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Second Floor Common Room, Friday Evening [9/25]

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