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"Good afternoon," Arthur called, once everyone had assembled. He hadn't been at his best all day - time seemed to be on the blink - but he wasn't about to let that put him off. "Today, our focus will be on the art of 'guerilla tactics'." If he pronounced the word a bit funny, it might have been because it was fairly, er, he'd read it in a book. "If we are overwhelmed by greater numbers, this could be an option. The goal is to whittle away the enemy through ambushes and traps. Mobility is the key word. Considering the woods and the closeness of the homes on this island, it shouldn't be too hard to launch a number of small guerilla--" Again with the weird pronounciation, "Attacks. We'll be planning for several of such strategies over the next few weeks. This week, traps and ambushes." He glanced at Zack.

Zack, who was grinning faintly at Arthur's treatment of the word, nodded in agreement regardless.

"What he said," he intoned. "We've got numbers who can stick to the treetops, and those of us who are just as comfortable in the streets of town. We know the island better than any invading forces might, and so it's up to use to take that knowledge and use it to our advantage. A trap can be as simple as a pitfall, covered so that nobody but us knows what it is, or it could be a matter of waiting with a weapon, out of sight, for the enemy to pass by. It's important to know which camp you're sitting in, here. Do you know your way around booby traps? Are you more inclined to spring into action on a moment's notice?"

"Using set traps will slow down our enemy," Arthur continued, fluidly, "While fluid attacks from our end will destroy morale and pick the enemy clean with time. Of course, tactics will vary depending on the environment, so we'll be mostly looking at the town today. Are there any spaces where we can dig trenches and cover them, set a tripwire, that sort of thing? Which alleys and hiding spaces does the town offer in case we need to employ such tactics? We've been spending a great deal of time getting to know our terrain. This is one way of putting this to work. How many of you know how to set a booby--" another one of those words, "Trap? Share what you know. Explosives might also be useful, if any of you remember Rikku's presentation from several months back."

"This sort of thing is where our archers and gunmen might find a chance to shine," Zack noted. "Firing from rooftops, or treetops, or hidden in bushes. I admit to not being a gunman myself, and so some of you might be able to set the record straight on the matter, but your job probably works more smoothly when you don't have a target rushing at you in the first place." He gave his arms a casual sort of stretch, and then set his hands on his hips, grinning. "So, guys! Today, you're going to figure out which camp you're in. Are you the ones setting the traps, or the ones sitting in wait and then springing them? Talk to one another, sort that much out, and then figure out what in town you can use to your advantage, guys."

[OCD on the way up, and meeting open to all! Co-written with [livejournal.com profile] bitch_prince.]
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Zack was in a darn good mood, in spite of a pair of slightly blackened eyes and a tender nose that was a little on the crunchy side, but was totally hard-earned.

Why was he so chipper?

Because it was Rookie Day at the reserves, that was why! New people on the island meant that there were probably going to be new people here today, and Zack was totally happy to take the reigns and lead the troops!

"Okay! So, we've got a new term, and possibly a few new faces, so we're going to do our introductions over again! Names, fighting experience, and weapons proficiency, as well as any other skills you think might come in handy in the case of an invasion, if you please!"

Arthur shot him a slightly sideways look. "Before we get to that," he said, scraping his throat, "I am Prince Arthur Pendragon, leader of the reserves, and these are my," sidekicks, "fellow commanders, Lord Leto Atreides the Second, and Zack Fair, SOLDIER Second Class. We're willing to help you if you are in need of any further combat training, as are your fellow reserve members, I'm sure." Look, he was being good.

Zack blinked. Ooooh, right. Introductions for them was probably important too, huh?

"That's right! Come and see any of us if you're looking for help with..." Headtilt. Ponder. "Anything, really. Oh! And we have maps of the island, too! We're going to hand those out, and if the seasoned members would be so kind as to show the rookies what to look out for around here, like areas where the terrain might grant a tactical advantage, or training areas, or things to watch out for, that'd be great!"

"As for the rest of you, if you find anyone who might be interested in joining us, spread the word," Arthur called, "I know you lot think you're good, but you can always use another kick in the arse." This was what passed for humour, clearly. "Work well today. We'll see come next week."

[Open! Newbies, feel free to stumble in and get involved, too! This is behind the dorms, so it should be easy to find even if you haven't been informed IC about what's going on. Of course, everyone is welcome, not just students. Co-written with [livejournal.com profile] bitch_prince, who is awesome like pie.]
[identity profile] flashesforinfo.livejournal.com
Angela was bright enough to be saying inside today, thank you very much.

Since she was the worrying type, she was going to be in here, flopped out in front of the television, consciously not thinking about what friends of hers might be doing out there. If she knew people around here, there would be more than a few of them out doing the heroic thing.

She had popcorn (which she had impressively not burnt), and some very non-threatening cliched teen movie. Not a bad Friday night plan, all things considered.

[[It's a common room, and it is ooopen!]]
[identity profile] senor-chado.livejournal.com
After a trip to Turtle & Canary and the comics shop, a very normally large Chad and a not-so-normally small Teddy went to the common room, ready to make all sorts of pizzas for themselves and anyone else who came along.

Chad predicted that the kitchenette would be a holy mess in record time as he set Teddy on the counter so he could reach, the cats twining around their legs, and started to take the pizza making stuff out of the bag.


[[ Open common room is open! Chad is more than happy to help with making some piiiiizzaaaaaas. I'm a bit afk for about an hour, though, but wanted to get this up real quick! Teddy modded with permission! ]]
[identity profile] elephantgadget.livejournal.com
Helen was bored. Bored, bored, bored. As annoying as the priests and the constant studying had been, at least it had taken up almost every minute of her time. Here? Well, she found she had far too much time on her hands and somehow had become far too shy, surprisingly, to go looking for any one who might alleviate some of that boredom.

So instead she was sprawled on a couch in the common room, grumpily watching some show where people tracked down killers. Though, she had to admit the older man was rather attractive.


[Open as common rooms are!]
[identity profile] firebringerborn.livejournal.com
Jan was exploring the deck area, picking his way delicately between the chairs and the tables to sniff at the gas barbecues. He flattened his ears, because they smelled wrong, shook his head, and headed out onto the grassy area.

When he spotted the horseshoes (not that he knew what they were), he trotted over, sniffed them, then carefully picked one up in his teeth.

After a few minutes, he was amusing himself by tossing them at the upright stick, trying to see if he could get them to land on it.

[ooc: So open, yes. Unicorn playing horseshoes. I couldn't resist.]
[identity profile] finding-x-dream.livejournal.com
Well, she'd done the "antisocial" thing for a while, and observed people, and things. Maybe it was time to venture out into the common rooms.

When she got arrived, there was the matter of the television. It wasn't hard to get it to turn ON, or to figure out how to change channels or change the volume. Getting it to display something ENTERTAINING, on the other hand, seemed to be darn near impossible.

Agnes flopped onto the couch and sighed. "Oh, POOT."
[identity profile] death-and-pies.livejournal.com
Ned hadn't been in the common room in awhile what with the cabins and the lack of oven out there. Rectifying the lack of baking was easy enough as sliding on his apron (still not pink) and heading down the hall to the nearest common room.

Now, he was in the midst of baking a pie or two.

It was almost relaxing, being able to do this again. And it didn't involve stick figures so he wouldn't end up making one side bigger than the other.

The tv was on for some background noise but Ned was baking, not watching.

[Open, of course! He'll share, of course!]
[identity profile] pyroliz.livejournal.com
Now that classes were finished for the semester Liz had taken the opportunity to contact Professor Broom about spending the next week at the BPRD while there was a break between classes. It had been a while since she had visited home, asthe last time had been at the start of the summer semester.

Once she was finished with the arrangements she came out to the campfire, she had a new book on the paranormal that she wanted to finish reading and she decided to spend some time outdoors.

[ooc: open!]
[identity profile] sarcasm-guy.livejournal.com
There had been an awful lot of Fandomonian craziness this weekend. And graduation was in a few days, and that probably meant loads MORE craziness. So, for tonight, people probably needed a break.

So Sokka had gotten pie. Lots of pie. And beverages of various descriptions.

PIE PARTY!!!

[Wait for OCD Have some pie!]
[identity profile] morpherboy.livejournal.com
It's best not to ask where Marco had spent most of his weekend. Most of his clothes and half his room was covered in mud. But Marco didn't want to take a bath, so he figured a different way to get clean quickly. Which is why there was a baby polar bear in the common room, jumping up on all the furniture.
[identity profile] lovelylana.livejournal.com
Lana had pulled out paper and crayons and markers and scissors and glue. She'd even found some stickers and glitter. Now she was busily coloring away at the coffee table. There were cartoons on the TV and she was humming happily, tongue sticking out as she concentrated on what she was doing.


[Open!]
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[personal profile] solo_sword
Jaina was on the bored side. Even Jaina realized that Jaina on the bored side was not necessarily a good thing. This was why she was in the common room, vigorously flipping channels and occasionally muttering things like "...There's a channel for cooking?"

She obviously didn't spend a lot of time watching stuff like this back home.

[All open!]
[identity profile] ismyhairout.livejournal.com
The lobby had been rearranged to fit in a bunch of podiums and a big board that looked a lot like this.

Hades was at his own podium with note cards. "Welcome to Fandom Peril!, not Jeopardy!, because that would be a violation of copyright and we all know that that's a bad thing, right? Yeeah. Anyway, Fandom Peril!, brought to you by Proud Republican and Tory Students.

Aim of the game is to get as many right answers as you can. The categories are Fandom-related. You pick a category and an amount, listen to the clue, then buzz in and answer in the form of a question.

To get the group spirit going, yeah that's it, group spirit, each podium can have a team of up to four. Cram in there if you have to. Any team member can buzz in and answer. In the form of a question.

And on to our first round. The categories are: Animals John Has Turned Into, Invasions, Detention, Potpourri (about anything and everything), Roadkill (that's about Fandom wildlife) and Colors That End in 'Urple'. Team one, you get to pick the first category."

[OOC: PRATS folks get in there! Everyone who's allowed on campus at the time is welcome to join in. ie: non-PRATS more than welcome! Pick a podium, jump in, if the podium is full jump in anyway. Hades will be pleased if you cheat. Fight over who buzzes in first. It's free for all madness. Wait for OCD! OCD up!]

[ETA: Order sucks. Just pick a category and you'll get a question. Chaos reigns! Hades isn't keeping track.]

[ETA 2 - Son of ETA: I'm off to sleep, but in my absence the ever-lovely [livejournal.com profile] kypriothschoice will be taking over the Trebek duties.]
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Zero set up camp at a card table with a hand-lettered sign on the front:

EVERYONE DESERVES A SECOND CHANCE!
Sign this petition to show you want Alec to stay
Get a discount on admission to my new movie!

He does not have hairy toes!


It's not a bribe, it's an incentive.

Oh, yeah, she also had a basket of lollipops for petition-signers.
[identity profile] kawalsky.livejournal.com
The television had decided it had a mind of its own, or it was just glitchy. Every few minutes a new show would come on. First it was that crazy soap opera with the dummy/puppet boy, then it was Wormhole X-treme: Shangri-La, then Bitterwoman (of course).

Kawalsky was in the common room with a couple of pizzas, knowing that it was always wise to bring extra if you were going to eat in a public space.

[OOC: Pizzaaaaaaaaaaaa!]
[identity profile] neurotic-witch.livejournal.com
Chris had spent most of Saturday sleeping off the effects of the shadow attacks. So he was awake early today and decided to go and hang out in the common room.

He wasn't about to try to cook, but he did root through the cupboards and pull out a variety of cereal boxes, as well as getting bowls and spoons down and making sure the milk and juice were in the front of the fridge.

After fixing himself a bowl of cereal, he sat down in front of the TV and started flipping through channels to see if there was anything interesting on.



[ETA: getting dragged AFK for a bit; will pick up tags when I'm back! Err, forgot to say I'm back now :)]
[identity profile] pyroliz.livejournal.com
After Traditional Fairy Tales, Liz had tried to settle down in her room but she was feeling too restless so she decided to go to the common room for a bit. She had decided to take Blackie with her as a change of scenery for her cat.

The TV was on but Liz wasn't watching it as she was more entertained by the sight of Blackie examining the common room.

[open as common rooms are]
[identity profile] cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com
Anders had gone back to his room after Ares's class and taken a long nap. Luckily for him, he didn't have any classes tomorrow -- which was good considering that now his sleep schedule was going to be all wonky.

Anyway, he had finally hauled himself next door to the common room, where he was devouring a chicken Caesar salad about the size of a small jacuzzi while watching cheesy old action flicks.

"Wow, the stunt bottle over the head really is universal, apparently."

[OOC: Open like, uh, something open.]
[identity profile] untouchableskin.livejournal.com
Marie realized that she hadn't met any new people yet. She had seen the signs for Anders and Nadia's party, but she didn't think she was ready to be quite that sociable yet.

So she settled in to the common room with some pizza and the season one Wendy the Werewolf Stalker DVDs that she had picked up ages ago and never watched.




[open, as common rooms are. I do not have the mental capacity to handle the insanity of the evil pink pony party tonight!]

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