[identity profile] imac-kenzie.livejournal.com
Mac wasn't really awake yet. She's rarely really awake before her first caffiene fix of the day. This is probably a good thing. Especially today.

She smothered a yawn with her hand as she walked into the common room, and stopped dead, just digesting the taste for a moment. The smell. Letting it all sink in.

The girl is normally so sane without the clamping of her hand to her mouth in horror and the unintelligeable disgust. Also with the not trying to wash her mouth out. Doesn't look it today. Funny how even the water she's shovelling in with her hand has that same taste she's trying to get rid of.

Now is the mad scramble to make a drink to take that revolting taste away.

Try not to worry about the girl at the counter downing coffee like her life depends on it.

[[ooc: I had to. Open. Tiny bit of SP as I flit back and forth.]]
[identity profile] oncourtandstage.livejournal.com
After getting back from teaching Mike's Karaoke class, Troy settled down in the common room. He'd been too nervous to eat before class, so he was rather starving now.

The Tim Tams weren't so bad, he decided, after having opened a box of those.

The vegemite, he decided, was.

Anyone who stopped by the common room? Was likely to see Troy rushing around, trying to find anything to get the taste out of his mouth.
[identity profile] blinkandsneeze.livejournal.com
One day, perhaps, Viki would discover that the common rooms were really better left alone than have them suffer through her curiosity.

Today, however, was not that day and she bumbled in, ignoring the Box of Illusions, and much more interested tonight in the kitchen bit. It was late, she was hungry, and… Viki came very quickly to the conclusion that she didn’t recognize most of the appliances beyond the simple ones like ‘stove’ and ‘fridge’.

It was the blender that caught her eye the most though. Not that she knew that it was called that, but Viki (with some fumbling) managed to plug it into the wires-that-came-from-trees, and after that it was a simple matter of pushing at buttons before it whirred to life.

Green eyes bright with excitement—what was it, what did it do, was this another Illusion Box of a different sort?—she peered in at the empty blender and began attempting to figure out the settings. How did it work? Why? What purpose did it serve other than to make rather unfortunate noises?

Eventually she might even figure out that food went in it. Eventually. Unless there was a dreadful accident first. She took the lid off the blender and peeked down at the blades whirring. How fascinating!

And the whirring continued. She'd be here a while.

[Open!]
[identity profile] cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com
Savannah's letter from the past, and his conversation with her earlier today, had convinced Anders that there was something he had to do tonight that he hadn't done in a long, long time. And he was really past due for doing it.

So yes, that's right, he was in the common room with mixing bowls, baking tins, and a whole lot of boxes of cake batter, tubs of icing, and jars of sprinkles. The first batch was out of the oven, one trayful cooling down enough to be frosted and the other already set out for more impatient people (like himself) to enjoy.

Yup. It was cupcake time.

[OOC: You know how common rooms are open? That's what this is.]
[identity profile] oncourtandstage.livejournal.com
Troy led the way down to the pool, after he'd made a quick stop at his room for swim trunks and a towel. "So," he said to Sky, "want to swim laps? Or do some dives? Or...?"

[Troy's here with Sky, but open for all your pool-like needs!]
[identity profile] redintraining.livejournal.com
A certain red-clad Cadet had gone to the common room, armed with a handwavily freshly-purchased pepperoni pizza and the garbled mess that was his class notes from the past week, so he could spread out and attempt to make sense of them, especially because he had a test coming on Thursday. However, the second he'd lay down on one of the couches, he began to drift off. He was still feeling quite unlike himself and still had had difficulty sleeping- not in the least of which because he often started dreaming about Dru when he closed his eyes.

So there was a dozing Sky, an open notebook covering his face, thinking he'd just take a 15-minute nap to refresh himself. Yeah, right.

[Open as a common room is. He might be nice and share his pizza if you want to prod him awake, otherwise he'll be asleep out here pretty much all night.]
[identity profile] oncourtandstage.livejournal.com
Troy couldn't sleep. At all. He'd tried counting sheep; he'd tried going for a run; he'd tried warm milk. Nothing worked.

So, he came to the common room, made himself a cup of hot chocolate, and settled onto the couch to watch The Mystery of Minh. Nothing like a favorite childhood movie to keep one company while suffering from insomnia!

[I am so awake right now and I so don't want to be. Anyone else suffering with me?]
[identity profile] new-to-liirness.livejournal.com
He didn't have class for a while, since it was a Tuesday, but it had never been in his nature to sleep overly much; as such, he was in the common room. He'd originally thought of going out for a trip on the broom, but the foul weather had put that plan out of his mind quick enough. He'd seen the remainders of an old barn that'd been struck by lightning once; while he didn't know much about how it worked, he knew well enough that it wouldn't be wise to provide a closer target.

As such, he sat by the window with a book on crystology, since the television was horribly distracting (off or on). He wasn't taking notes just yet since he wanted to get a good idea of how the whole of the science worked before he started making assumptions on what might work for his invention, and it was all very interesting. So many choices he hadn't even known about, and the pictures showed so many beautiful things, some of which he remembered from the Magic Box. He'd have to pick one of those; you can't make something with parts you don't have, after all.

[open as common rooms are]
[identity profile] minnesota-teen.livejournal.com
Amber was feeling restless so she put on her tap shoes and headed down the hallway to the common room, ready to make some use out of it. Seeing no one around, she put on some music and began warming up by doing a few leg and arm stretches.

After that? She started tap dancing to her hearts content, loving every single minute of it.

[the CR is open like an open thing that's public. yep.] 
[personal profile] blessed_twice
After fleeing flouncing away from escaping the crazy pregnant woman he'd somehow woken up beside, Christian set out to explore this place. He was hungry but soon discovered the common room on the second floor and a fridge packed with food, to which he helped himself. Whoever brought him to this place obviously owed it to him to feed him.

He settled on the couch with a plate of food, making himself at home and turning on the TV. Oooh, ANTM marathon.
[identity profile] oncourtandstage.livejournal.com
Troy had decided to go to the gym again today, this time forgoing the basketball hoops for the weight machines. The clanging of metal against metal resounded through the gym as he worked his upper body.

[Expecting someone in particular, but open like an open thing!]
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[personal profile] intraspective
Ino had everything she need to dye A.J.'s hair neatly laid out by the sinks. Even the bleach. He so deserved this, and wasn't she nice for picking out such a pretty shade when it could've been much, much worse?

"Got introduced to you by a friend," she sang, and tried not to dance too much, "you were cute and all that, baby you set the trend." Man, she was never going to be able to get this song out of her head.

[Ino's waiting for [livejournal.com profile] by137, yes yes. But it's also totally open!]
[identity profile] oncourtandstage.livejournal.com
After his mad studying earlier in Japanese class, Troy decided that he was all studied out. Instead, he made his way to the gym to do what he hadn't done in far too long: shoot hoops.

If anyone stopped by and wanted to join him? Well, there's always one-on-one, or HORSE, or any variety of basketball games they could play. And Troy could teach them all, too.
[identity profile] wannabe-pan.livejournal.com
Andrew had a craving for funnel cake so he decided to make some. There was a pot of hot oil on the stove, a bowl of batter, powdered sugar, chocolate syrup, and a can of cherry pie filling all laid out.

Two extra-crispy clumps and a burnt thumb later, he finally managed to produce something that actually resembled the tasty treat he desired.

[ooc: Post is totally open! Andrew has plenty of extra batter if anyone is craving fried goodness!]
[identity profile] im-afrog.livejournal.com
Adam had been looking forward to moving back into the cabins. He was really pissed that Umbridge had cancelled the move. It was probably her way of punishing them.

Grabbing himself a bowl of cereal, Adam took a seat on the couch and turned on the television finding cartoons.

[OOC: Open as common rooms are!]
[identity profile] by137.livejournal.com
While A.J. seemed to be busy crawling on the floor of the gym with a tape measure, Troy was bouncing excitedly as he waited for the cast and crew to come in. First rehearsal! A.J. was starting to wish he'd brought a tarp, because Troy looked about ready to explode with excitement and, well, quite frankly, A.J. didn't want to clean up the mess.

"Okay, guys," Troy said, "we're going to break up into two group; actor-types, you're going with me and we'll warm up and go over scripts. Tech-types, you're stuck with A.J."

A.J. let the tape measure snap shut dramatically and let out an evil chuckle. "Mwa ha ha. By the way, Aly is our awesome adviser, and without her, we wouldn't be able to do this, so I suggest we bombard her with gratitude, pie, and muffins. Great, big muffins." Not dirty. Mostly.

"Okay, lots of work to do! Let's get going!"


[[ Up early, due to me having work later and Troy being abducted until the evening. Troy, by the way, was tooootally modded with permission. Please to be waiting for the OCD! It be up! ]]
[identity profile] water-wonder.livejournal.com
With the realization that she hadn't worked out in quite some time, Tori made her way down to the gym to rectify that.

It was early but Tori was up and decided it was a good time to get a workout. Which was why she was currently doing a number on the punching bag.

[OOC: Open!]
[identity profile] by137.livejournal.com
Slumped comfortably on the couch, A.J. sat sketching, with a very untouched sandwich sitting on a plate on the nearby endtable. He was working on a new piece of abstract art and ended up getting rather engrossed in it. To a point where he not only forgot about the sandwich, but he was also forgetting about where he was, what he was doing, what it was about. Entirely caught up in the moment. He loved when the art took on a force of its own and simply seemed to be using him and his pencils as a channel for giving them life....


[[ open, of course, as common rooms are, yay! ]]
[identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com
Isabel had reached returned from the clinic with the idea of geting a few hours of decent sleep. Unfortunately she'd reaced the point of being so over-tired that she couldn't sleep. So she wandered out to the common room to stare at the TV.

Extreme Home Makeover probably wasn't the greatest choice, but she was too tired to go look for the remote.
[identity profile] by137.livejournal.com
This is A.J.

A.J. had impending Wake-Up-Way-Too-Early-Time on Monday, so he was trying to get as much sleep in as he could today. Which is why he had just woken up and was shuffling into the common room for 'breakfast,' very unaware of anything strange or anachronistic going on at the moment.

Mmmm, cereal. Mmmmm, ignorance. Hey, cartoons. Sweet.


[[ common room, yo. feel free to make him cry over what he's been missing Two teenage boys + Dinosaurs = so gone. room is empty, unless anyone wants to finish A.J.'s cereal. ]]
[identity profile] moonbrain-tam.livejournal.com
Preparing for the camping trip later this evening, River was examining her food supplies in the kitchen. There was fruit, she had some cookies and pie left from Wednesday's baking and she made sure to bring enough water. Having packed all this in a bag, River sat down on the couch and watched the weather forecast.

[open, of course]

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