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Vider did not have, nor had she expected to have, any children. When the Alfather said you weren't going to have kids, you pretty much did not have kids, full stop. The frenzy had burned all those potential future paths out for her.

What she did have was babysitting experience from growing up in a Lokiskin caravan, which was why she'd parked herself in the common room on Sunday morning and started making pancakes. Someone was bound to be looking for breakfast, she figured, and everyone liked pancakes, right?

((Open common room is open!))

theheadkid.livejournal.com

Okay, it was cold both outside and inside. Travis was pretty sure there was an icicle or two growing off his hair but he was going to try and make the best of it. Not that it was easy to make the best of a snowstorm and a power outage but doing something was better than doing nothing while freezing.

After his classes, he'd grabbed a bag of marshmallows from the refrigerator, jiggered up a few things that looked like sticks and used the fireplace in the common room as it should be used: to make s'mores.

So, he got to sit in front of the fireplace and be warm (though his several layers of clothes probably helped too) and he got to have delicious sweets. His cheeks were already a nice shade of pink by the time the first s'more was done.

Now he just had to hope that the fireplaces didn't disappear. That would suck.

[Tis open!]

Current Mood: content

bearmaidenfair

After the radio had officially called the snowball fight in favor of the fourth floor, Vider had gone into town and purchased a cake to mark the occasion, which was now set up in the common room along with drinks and whatever other snacks she'd been able to scrounge up. She was, of course, willing to share with anyone from other floors who might stop by. The fourth floor dwellers were gracious victors.

((Open common room is open!))

theheadkid.livejournal.com

Why Travis was venturing out when he was vomiting words over everyone and everything, he didn't know. Maybe talking to someone would make him feel less like some loner slacker than if he spent time in his room, talking to his phone or possibly slipping and trying to talk to Cate. That just did not need to happen.

So, the late afternoon hours found him in the common room, silently flipping through television. Well, he was silent until his phone dinged and a message from Kyle flashed at him.

going on a date. with a guy. advice?

"Yeah, don't get too attached because he's definitely going to find someone else and dump you if you turn your back for a day or die for five years."

Travis closed his mouth and looked a little sick at having let that slip. He was just going to wait on texting Kyle back.

[Open post]

Current Mood: anxious

bearmaidenfair

Talking to one of the new kids at the picnic had reminded Vider of what it was like to be new here and not sure where the food came from at a place like this, which had reminded her that it had been a while since she'd provided food for the community rather than swiping whatever was unlabeled in the fridge. So she'd done some shopping, and some cooking, and now a big pot of beef stew was simmering away on the stovetop. There were also two six-packs of honey soda in the fridge; one was blank, but the other had Vider's name clearly written on each bottle. Her generosity only extended so far.

((Open common room is open!))

not_a_moonie

There were two reasons for the party being organized in the second floor common room tonight. The official one was that Sparkle and Alana were both campaigning for seats on the Student Council and needed to get their names out there.

The less official one was that Minako's fifth floor party the week before had been amazing, and the hosts wanted to prove other floors could host something just about as awesome.

Other than the VOTE FOR ALANA and VOTE FOR SPARKLE posters taped to the walls, the set-up was standard for a dorm party. They'd filled a table with pizza and snacks (including, at Sparkle's insistence, homemade sparkler-topped cupcakes), and Alana had set up her tablet to play a mix of trancey pop music. The electronica battled for ear space with an intentionally campy sci-fi movie playing on the TV.

Everyone in the student body had gotten an emailed invitation, so now it was just a matter of seeing who would show up.

notajaegerbomb.livejournal.com

Raleigh had received a text message from his brother to turn on the goddamn TV to CNN. Which got the initial knee jerk reaction of a younger sibling to tell him not to boss him around. But he did as he was told after a few insults texted back.

And what he got was hazy helicopter footage of something huge moving in the rain, someplace tropical looking. The Philippines according to little news ticker on the bottom of the screen.

"No way."

Yes way, Raleigh. Have fun watching the second Kaiju attack of planet Earth.

[Open! Oh, the timeline of this movie...]

bearmaidenfair

Cold weather didn't really bother Vider that much even before she became a berserker, being of pure Scandan stock and all, but there was cold and then there was cold. In light of the current situation, she'd decided to order in rather than venturing out in search of food--yes, the delivery person had to half-freeze, but at least they were being paid for it. She didn't know her way around the various different cuisines here that well yet, so she'd picked a few items off the Chinese place's menu and hoped for the best.

Her hopes had been rewarded when the guy handed her way more food than she'd ordered. What was she supposed to do with all of this?

((Open common room is open!))

jaegerborn.livejournal.com

You got used to certain things, in Jaeger Academy. Like getting up at five sharp and spending the next fourteen hours in the Kwoon, working your arse off. Chuck didn't have any instructors now, or any fellow students to practice against-- didn't matter. He'd been slacking for over a week now, waiting for this new school, and it was time to pick things back up again.

Even if he was nursing a minor hangover. In fact, the hangover helped pick up the right level of aggression - that level that he was unleashing on one of the poor practice dummies right now. Going through the forms, hitting at least half of the major ones. Keep going. Keep working at it.

When he got back to the Academy in summer, he had to be in the same shape as everyone else. It didn't matter he'd be forced to stick to a crazy island boarding school, or that his father seemed to have lost his goddamned mind-- he was gonna keep working for it.

Max sat in the corner of the room, his leash tied to one of the benches. Training or not, there was no way Chuck was letting the pup out of his sight.

[[ open! ]]

bearmaidenfair

Vider had not been doing any singing today, which might have had something to do with the fact that she wasn't really familiar with Christmas as a thing and therefore didn't know any Christmas carols. Evening found her digging through the cabinets and refrigerator in the fourth floor's kitchen, looking for something to eat. There were still leftovers from the feasting for the holiday just past aplenty, but some of them involved cranberries, and she was wary.

((Well, I'm back. Open common room is open!))

bearmaidenfair

It was the autumnal equinox, the day when summer died, and it might not mean much to most people here, but it meant a lot to Vider. She'd found the right channel on the TV, though she had to hit the remote a few times to get it to show up.

On the TV screen, they were building a bonfire. A little before sunset they would light it, and then would come Baldur the Beautiful. The spear would pierce his heart and he would die, and the summer with him, and they would gather his ashes up and keep them safe--extra safe, after last year--until the spring when he and the light would be reborn. It had always been this way. Vider just hadn't known Baldur before, and it didn't seem to matter that he barely remembered her, and was kind of a jerk, as it turned out. She still felt the ritual more deeply than she ever had in her life.

((Open common room is, of course, open. We get a lot of info on the rituals surrounding Baldur's resurrection but very little on the flip side, so I'm keeping it vague. But if you want Vider to explain why a guy's getting speared on live television this is the place.))

nobodysbatman.livejournal.com

So Scott had survived his first week at boarding school without so much as a scratch, let alone being eaten by a troll.

... Although he hadn't exactly dismissed his roommate's plan to bargain for their safety from them, because it didn't hurt to be safe, okay?

Anyway, he was celebrating a successful first week just as any other teenage boy would: with plenty of pizza and a marathon of Dakota and Madison Work Stuff Out.

seveninchmotto

Isabelle had had no classes yet. And sure, she could have gone and found Alec already, but it was almost like a game now, to see how long it'd be before he'd realize she was around. Or when she'd get bored and go find him. Whichever happened first. So instead, today, she'd used up all that time wandering around the island and getting accustomed to the town and the feel of its streets under her feet. It was no New York, she knew that much. But she supposed it had its own charm. Maybe. Really, she was reserving judgment – of which she had quite enough to go around – until later. It was too quiet, though, she knew that much. She was used to the buzz of a big city.

But Izzy was a resourceful girl. And since it was only her third day on the island, she was perfectly content (for now, anyway) to be perching on the edge of the couch in her common room, getting acquainted with mundie television. Which really meant all television. And for something that seemed to take up so much time in other people's lives, Isabelle was not finding it that interesting.

Until she found Food Network.

"... Ooh."

Fear the great Shadowhunter, paying rapt attention to the secrets of soufflé making, with her elbows on her knees and her chin in her hands.

[ooc: Open!]

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