Suite Log 22

[skinners_box]

Who: Everyone!
Where: In your suites
When: Today (but feel free to backlog or forward log, just put it in the subject line)
What: Mingling. Random mingling.
Rating: . . . ? Assume R, to be safe.
Warnings: Unpredictable chaos

By popular demand, here is your chance to mingle with your suitemates.  Each suite gets it's own thread (no, the mods aren't going

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Suite 15

[cute_lil_jackal]

[Greetings, Suite 15, it appears you have a new suitemate. I really hope you don't need those chairs for anything, because the newcomer seems to be dragging them into her room for some unknown purpose.

Followed by a lot of loud crashing coming from the room.]

SUITE 21

[denyamenti]

[ Bakura is actually a decent suitemate, keeping largely to himself and practicing good roommate manners like not using all the towels or not flushing the toilet while someone else is in the shower. Mostly he just stays in his room.

But today he is sitting in the common area with this thing on the table, working on some of the wooden pieces that look similar to chess pawns with the edge of his knife. ]

[fujigglephysics]

[She is just passing by.

She is just passing by.

She is just passing by.

Except, nope.avi, she was just passing by, until she caught a glance at him from out of the corner of her eye.

Now, if you'll excuse her, she'll be just taking a quick peek and wondering why:

A) You're actually real
B) Why are you even here what is this]

[denyamenti]

[ without even looking up ]

It's not polite to stare.

[fujigglephysics]

...!

[Aw, fudgenuts.]

Sorry. I just didn't think that...

['You actually existed'

'You're a real being'

She can't say anything else for the time being because honestly, how do you even put it in a nice way that you didn't realize someone is actually real?]

Suite 37

[esoteric_rose]

[esoteric_rose]

[Grell's lounging in one of the chairs, writing absently in a notebook she managed to lift from the rec room, pausing to make revisions every now and then. It was good to be a bit organized-call it habit, if you will, and her lists were more of idle interest than anything real.

Rather, it was a way to pass time until the next experiment showed. There were things to be done, slowly, but surely.]

Suite 18

[rebelliousrat]

Suite 18

[rebelliousrat]

[Although experiments like invisible week did little good for keeping track of roommates, Jet hadn't hung around his suite much after first arriving. He was so used to his old number, things just hadn't felt right yet. Today was a different matter. You could find the rebel, sans his armor, in the suite common room hunched in front of the tv, tapping it incessantly. His low muttering came out as gritty nonsense between the straw in his teeth.]

[livingbioweapon]

[Ever get the feeling you're being watched by something that's not very nice? That sensation of the hairs standing up on the back of your neck as whoever or whatever it is stares at you from behind? Sometimes that's for a good reason, like when a particular person who dislikes you slips in unannounced and just stands right behind you. Which is exactly what Alex is doing to Jet right now, he can be damn sneaky when he wants to. He's just standing there behind Jet, silently watching and waiting patiently for him to notice.]

[rebelliousrat]

[Jet flinches in his shoulders ever so slightly before returning to his work in the fraction of a second. The feeling of being watched isn't something he is entirely unfamiliar with; it is just that he usually prefers to be on the opposite position of said watching. The watcher as it were. Alex's stare is immensely uncomfortable and he can't help but cringe a second time even when he knows who he'll see when he turns around.]

"Remind me why I told you where I room?"

SUITE 4;

[notadoll]

[notadoll]

[ Since her arrival, suite mates and those who travel to visit them might notice a pair of dolls running around. They seem sentient as they wave to those who acknowledge them. One seems to be slightly bigger with blue fairy-like wings while the other is smaller and walks with her 'gaze' towards the ground.

Their owner sits in her room with the Faciliberry in one hand, the other propped up with her fingers flexing about in a mindless manner. Seems she's interested in whatever she's reading. ]

[1967impalaluv]

[Dean opened the door to the suite and came sauntering in with his usual...peppy face. AKA, downright dismal and moody. He let out a sigh until he noticed the dolls running around]

You've got to be kidding me....

[He groaned and looked at the dolls as they waved at him and he just made a disgusted face]

im in hell...[stating the obvious under his breathe was kinda his new hobby]

[notadoll]

[ Shanghai and Hourai both turn to look at each other, then they both shrug. Guess they don't get it either. ]