Rory came back from her classes and left her door open a crack, then settled herself onto her bed with her books to wait for Stark to bring Sheila by ( Read more... )

Rory had been doing everything she could to keep busy. Or, rather, to keep busy enough that she wasn't thinking about Luke, and what he might be doing. Not to mention how hard she was repressing the fact that she had been involved with...a future Sith LordAnd okay, truth be told, she was still so in love with Anakin that it would hurt even minus ( Read more... )

Rory moved her computer to her bed and curled up on her desk with a cup of coffee so she could look out the window. She smiled, glad to be indoors where it was not freezing like a freezing thing.

( It had been a long week )

After she woke up, Rory curled up on her bed with a brand new copy of Amleth, content (though definitely curious about who had sent the gift - the entirety of which was piled in a neat pyramid in the middle of her room.) She'd turned eighteen as of 4:03 AM that morning, and this was undoubtedly the best way to spend the day. Quietly, and cozy, and ( Read more... )

It had been half an hour since Rory had first faced her reflection in the mirror, and she still hadn't done it.

Mind, she wasn't really sure why she was doing this; just that it needed to be done. "Stagnant" had never been a word used to describe Rory, and she didn't want it to start now. She knew that if she didn't do it, no matter how much it ( Read more... )

Rory was drowsy this Sunday. Lazy, even. Exceptionally so.

Which was why she was spending lounging on her bed, watching season 1 of Wendy the Werewolf Stalker on DVD and eating popcorn. Carefully. Because she was still Rory and popcorn in her bed might, in fact, kill her.

[Open yay]

Rory bounced on her toes, waiting for Luke and tugging on the drawstrings of her hoodie anxiously.

She hadn't ever flown without Anakin watching her back, so she was a bit nervous. Plus she had no idea what this ship was like.

But she was still excited. And thus bouncing.

[For Lukey, of course. And this totally happened after the paper meeting.]

After class, Rory came back to her room, emailed with Angel for a bit, and then stretched out on her bed with her homework.

It was a bit alarming how happy she looked with a pen stuck in her hair and books spread out in front of her.

[*is bored* Open, though I disappear for a wee bit around 3:30 PM EDT and I'm back, and door is closed but

The date being what it was, Rory had come back to her room and just sat and stared at her wall for awhile. Then she slowly got up, and spent the next two hours getting ready ( Read more... )

Rory couldn't believe she'd let this lapse for so long.

Granted, she'd been busy, given that she'd been dispensing advice about boys and desserts, discussing classes and helping Luke with his homework. But still, there was no excuse for how she'd been slacking ( Read more... )