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Jalian had finished her morning exercises, taken a shower, and headed outside to enjoy the air and clean her knives. It was a perfectly normal day.

And then she was showered in rainbow dust.

After exclaiming and sputtering over it all, she tried vainly to get it out of her hair and clothing.

Damn it, whoever that was!

intotheout

It was a particularly gorgeous day out, and Tip didn't have any classes or work or anything she needed to get done. She did have a care package from home, full of snacks from Mom's current grocery store (which included basically anything that would stand up to being dipped or coated in dark chocolate), a case of birch beer, and the world's ugliest belt, courtesy of J.Lo.

She was absolutely rocking that ugly ass belt, thank you. She was also munching on chocolate covered edamame and flipping through the paperback her mom had sent her (a cheesy looking YA romance about gay dragons, excellent) and kicking her feet out into the open air in a manner that would probably make anyone afraid of heights moan and cringe. Rihanna was playing on her phone, the sun was shining on her face, and all was right and pleasant in the world.

[open!]

kenselvren

The television in the room had not wanted to play anything other than annoying people doing silly things. Jalian had tried the remote control, but it hadn't helped. She had then tried to turn it off, but the machine was having none of it.

She'd finally pried off the back of it and taken a look. And to her delight had found that a) it had a number of lower-tech pieces in it that might actually be useful, and b) that shut it up.

She was now happily examining and testing various parts of the guts of the thing.

Hope nobody wanted to watch things tonight.

[Open post and room!]

Current Location: 5th floor common room

kenselvren

After yesterday's class on propaganda, a light had gone on for Jalian. This was how one person could change more than just their surroundings. She'd largely ignored movies and TV before, but now she was curious.

So, she was sitting in the common room, watching TV. She had a bowl of popcorn and was frowning at the screen trying to pick out which parts were stupid and which might be some form of propaganda.

So far the judgment had mainly come down on "both". For just about everything.

[OOC: Open post!]

Current Location: Fifth floor common room

spin_kick_snap

Saturday found Kathy in a much better mood than she'd been in previous days. Enough so that rather than staying in the room she shared with Raven (who had curled up smaller than Kathy had ever seen her under her blankets in the night) and finishing off the last of the cereal in sulky silence, Kathy had decided to head to the common room to make a real breakfast. French toast, she was thinking. With--hey! A package of bacon in the fridge that needed to be used within the next day or so. Excellent! And some gaeran tost-u to make it really feel like breakfast at home.

Oooh. There was honey. She could make honey-butter! For the regular toast!

She put the TV on for some quiet background noise (was Crying Breakfast Friends playing on EVERY channel?) as she bustled around the kitchen making a hearty breakfast for herself--and maybe even a bit to share if others showed.

[Open for incoming kids! Though with SP warning as there's a sleep and a wedding to get to. Warning: - possible tw for child abuse mentions in this Dante, folks.]

buzzkillcaptain.livejournal.com

Dipper decided today to do something healthy. Like work out with the weight machine to try to perform a bench press.

It wasn't working well. He could barely push the bar up.

If one listen closely, they could hear him mutter "Stupid. Noodle. Arms."

Hopefully no one else would be around to witness his humiliation.

spin_kick_snap

During class on Wednesday, Kathy and Raven had decided to have a Revengers marathon. They probably wouldn't get through all of them, considering there were almost twenty hours of film to get through, but they could at least watch the first three or four (maybe even five?) without going stir-crazy.

With her only class of the day canceled, Kathy came right back to her room, grabbed her laptop to plug into the TV so they could watch the movies on a decent-sized screen, and put in an order for a ridiculous number of pizzas and sodas to be delivered. They'd need to keep their strength up somehow during the marathon, wouldn't they? Superhero movies, pizza, soda, and Raven was bringing the popcorn--what a great way to start the weekend!

[Open!]

goforthe_optics

She'd been here for 11 days, and this was officially a new record for the longest period of time Tali had ever spent planetside. It was still a lot to get used to, particularly how there was no constant hum of engines and life support systems, and even the Normandy seemed noisy by comparison.

And this was an interesting place. It wasn't like Illium, all sophisticated technology and densely-populated affluence, or any of the colony worlds they had ever visited while on the hunt for Saren, with just their few prefabricated units scattered here and there across otherwise uninhabited and undeveloped terrain. This was something in between: people living in close quarters but not too close, in a place that felt . . . lived in, if she had to find a way to describe it.

To be fair, she hadn't gone past the causeway, which seemed like it might be more trouble than it was worth, so all she really knew about what Earth was like outside this island was what she'd heard from the Normandy crew. Still, she couldn't help wondering if life on Rannoch might have been anything like this -- without the need for envirosuits, granted.

It was something to contemplate as she sat on the roof ledge, near the garden, just looking out over the island and enjoying the view; it was a nice, peaceful moment, but one that made her more determined that whatever she found to bring back to the Fleet would help them retake the homeworld in her lifetime.

[OOC: Open post, whee.]

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!]

kenselvren

It was a lovely day out, and there were new people to possibly meet, too, so after her morning run and exercises (and a shower), Jalian headed out to the deck. She had a plate with enough fruit to share, a large bottle of water, and a large box of parts in case she wanted to work on another probe later.

Currently she was dressed as skimpily as possible and enjoying the sun as she polished and maintained her knives.

[OOC: Open deck!]

Current Location: The deck

seeks_truth

Cassandra had had a terribly confusing week she had spent largely sequestered in her room. Then she had been on a ship, sailing for fanciful destinations she had never heard of. Neither of these two conditions offered much space for her usual training, bar the few times she had dared to venture out of her room to lash out at practice dummies.

But it was a new week, with no seeming oddness at hand. And so at first light she clad herself in her armor and headed for the salle.

She would be there, practicing her moves with the proper containment. Today, no dummies would perish at her hands.

They would merely be maimed. Somewhat. She was aiming for the head and arms, by and large. Surely they could take it.

[[ open! ]]

hexentotchen.livejournal.com

There was a sign that said "NO BOYS ALLOWED" on the entrance, but how harshly that would be enforced would probably be dependent on how tolerant said Boys were of manicures, rom-coms, make-up, hairstyle fun, and jumping into the ball pit.

After a week like the last one, a little girl-bonding seemed needed.

[ooc: open like an open thing, and really, anyone welcome who's in the spirit of the girliness of this post.]

stacyexperiment

What Gwen was learning was that even if you went back on that "I'm better than my hormones" bit this week, it didn't matter if you thought you fixed everything, it came back. So when marched into the common room ready to be grouchy and hate everything some more... and she walked into a party.

There was food spread out, and music playing, and weirdly the furniture had been moved so that a clear circle could be formed around a bottle laying in the middle of the floor. That was sexily ominous.

[Welcome to Spin the Bottle! It's an open CR, so you can totally come to watch and not play, but if you're playing, here are the rules:
If you're playing, ping into the sign in with the number in which you got there. That'll be your number for matches, which will be listed in a separate thread. If you didn't sign up, you're still totally welcome to play, and anyone who pings in later than 18 will be matched with someone already in the pool, so they might get kissed more than once.
Now play ball! ...um not dirty.]

kenselvren

It was a little chilly out, sure, but nothing really awful, and Jalian was frankly tired of being indoors. So her last trip to the mainland, she'd liberated a tarpaulin, and now she was setting it down to avoid any wet ground or melted snow, and was doing stretches in the sun.

She hadn't yet decided between running through exercises and working on the temporal math of this place, so she'd brought a towel and a tablet, and had set them down next to her.

[OOC: Open lawn and open post!]

thegreywaren.livejournal.com

One week plus and Ronan still hadn't made it off the island. For some reason, he wasn't even that surprised. Just bored. And maybe a little lonely but he would never, ever admit that. Not in a million years.

There had been thirty seven messages on his phone this morning. He returned one from Adam but that was it. The rest got ignored. After classes, he'd scooped up Chainsaw and padded his way down to the common room. It was cold and wet outside, not really appropriate weather to go racing in but he'd thought about.

Maybe he'd go later, after he had some food and was bored enough to eat his own hand. Not yet, though. He found some potato chips in the cabinet and was setting them on the back of the couch, watching Chainsaw pretend she was sneaky by wandering completely around the chip until she thought Ronan wasn't look and she took it.

Dumb bird.

[ it's open ]

Current Mood: blah

kenselvren

Jalian could be doing this in her room, especially as she now had no roommate. She probably should be doing it in her room. But she was trying to be more social and learn more about the people around her, and she couldn't do that in her room.

So, she was sitting on the floor cross-legged, with bits of wire and circuitry and a scattering of small vacuum tubes around her, attempting to put something together.

The television was on in the background - she wasn't watching it, but hadn't bothered to turn it off. It seemed to be two groups of males on ice hitting each other with sticks, which was occasionally amusing.

[Open room and post!]

Current Location: 5th Floor Common Room

thegreywaren.livejournal.com

Ronan missed his car. It used to be so easy to stomp his way out of Monmouth and get into the BMW and take off. He could find a drag race somewhere outside of town and take the money of every single child that showed up and then come back with Gansey none the wiser.

Gansey had always known though. But, that wasn't really possible here. The room was too small to stay in so Ronan had reluctantly come down to the common room to see what was going on. He flipped on the television but didn't pay any attention to it.

Nope, he was there to see what he could find for Chainsaw, the black raven that was currently sitting on his shoulder. Chainsaw seemed to be taken with new surroundings but not enough to fly away.

"What do you want?" Ronan asked in a voice that was a lot softer than the one he usually used. "Hungry?"

Chainsaw squawked, "Kerah," which was her name for Ronan and flapped her fingers.

"Okay, let's find something."

The kitchen seemed to be decently stocked so he'd just steal something for the both of them.

[Open place, open post.]

Current Mood: restless

stacyexperiment

When Gwen got here a semester ago, she quickly found out how weird the place was... and then kept finding out how much weirder the place was than she thought. So she decided to do the new kids a solid, and that was why there was a huge sheet of butcher block paper taped up on the wall between the girls' and boys' bathrooms.

THINGS ALL NEW KIDS SHOULD KNOW

Somewhere under that, she'd written:

Sometimes you turn into a dude if you're a girl, or a girl if you're a dude.
Sometimes people are from space.
Or alternate universes.
The janitor's an actual troll but he'll give you paper for stuff like this if you ask for it.

Get to adding to it, students.

[This was decided on at the last anniversary, ngl. I'm gonna be gone for a chunk of the day, but you can ping Gwen if you're up for SP, or have your own conversations in this post, or just add your own stuff to the wall!]

halfbad.livejournal.com

When the sun started to go down, Nathan stop himself from wandering outside. He'd tried staying inside but as it got darker and later, he'd started to feel sicker and sicker and after a few minutes of that, he'd given up and retreated outside.

He'd gone to the roof a few days ago but hadn't been to the deck yet despite passing it on the way to and from class. It looked comfortable and Nathan settled himself into a chair and leaned back. The moon was passing between clouds but every little glimpse had Nathan inhaling and feeling stronger and stronger.

He'd taken a chance today and had left the scarf and gloves in his room. It meant the tattoos on his neck, wrist and finger were visible but Nathan figured that he'd look even sillier if he kept wearing cold weather clothes during the summer season. He'd take the risk of people seeing the tattoos. He'd learned they were even fashionable in some countries.

Nathan leaned back even further, eyes up on the sky. The clouds were thick and might be bringing rain but right now, it was nice and cool and the sickness he'd felt earlier was a thing of the past.

[Open place, open post]

Current Mood: relaxed

gal-wednesday.livejournal.com

It looked to be a pretty nice day outside. At least that's what Felicity's phone had told her. She wasn't about to check on it herself because...bugs. And the sun put a glare on her tablet. Also the chance of skin cancer if she stayed out there too long. And she was really focused on perusing the pantry for the right kind of cookies to suit her mood. So that'll take awhile.

Somehow just admitting to herself she'd rather be indoors wasn't an option.

[Post is open]

likes-ducklings.livejournal.com

It was nice enough out that Rapunzel couldn't bear to be indoors any longer (could you blame her, all things considered?) and had decided to pad down to the outside-sitting-area she'd spotted. She spent awhile brushing her hair before she did so, and set it in a gleaming pile around her as she perched in a chair on the deck with her sketchbook.

Since she'd arrived, she'd been doodling little drawings of things she'd seen around town -- some of the people she'd met, a few of the more interesting foodstuffs (carefully labeled so she wouldn't forget their names), and she really wanted to spend some time out in the park with those pink birds, at some point, since they seemed to hold still long enough that she'd be able to get something nice down on paper.

For right now, though, she pulled her knees up and set her sketchbook on them, and carefully began drawing a much more familiar bird in a nearby tree -- a robin. She'd seen them before, of course, up on her windowsill in her tower, but it was refreshing to do it outside, still.

She'd probably be here for awhile, sketching that robin as long as he held still, along with any doodles that struck her interest.

[open deck is open, omg!]

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Fifth floor common room, Saturday afternoon/evening

5th Floor Common Room, Saturday Morning

The Gym: Wednesday Afternoon

5th Floor Common Room, Friday (All Day)

Dorm Roof, Tuesday Midday

Fifth Floor Common Room, Monday Afternoon

The deck, Sunday

The Salle, Monday Morning

Sixth Floor Common Room, Saturday evening

Fourth floor common room- Tuesday evening

Dorm lawn, Thursday afternoon

3rd Floor Common Room | Tuesday Afternoon

Fifth floor common room, Saturday evening

3rd Floor Common Room | Tuesday Afternoon

The wall between the girls' and boys' bathrooms- Sunday all day

the deck: thursday evening

5th Floor Common Room | Afternoon

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