[Well, the Mist isn't moving. Things seem to be settling down and everyone's good and relaxed. This, then, is a perfect time for a field trip.  Besides, getting some practical knowledge into these kid's heads would be the best thing for them.  Also, he could torture students into scrubbing decks for a month.

So with that, up goes a notice on ( Read more... )

Ah, summer. The sun's high the sky, the birds are chirping, your shoes are melting into the ground as you walk... and summer school. Seriously, who voluntarily subjects themselves to that kind of torture? I'll take the melting feet, thanks ( Read more... )

[The comm clicks on to reveal Lottie, with various boxes and suitcases stacked behind her.

No, she's not leaving; unless it's simply put as she left Joe West.]Hello, all! In case you're wondahin' or come lookin' for me, I've moved out of th'old dorms and int'a Hoovah. I'm in room 602 if any of you need me, or jus' want t'stop by for a drink or a ( Read more... )

[Despite having a million a lot of classes, Eric had been spending the majority of his time during the weekends to assist with the rebuilding of the Arts Building. Currently he was outside and sawing away a piece of wood that would serve as new support for the stair railing (there were a pile of equally cut pieces on the ground next to him ( Read more... )

[It's a beautiful day outside. The sort of day that normally finds Scar baking on his favorite rock on the quad or lazily snapping at birds with no plans for any real pursuit once they take wing into one of the flowering magnolias ( Read more... )

[Well, you thought Lottie's Masquerade called for a decorative overhaul? Your mind has just been blown. Thanks to the glorious weather, the Academy's prom is being held outdoors on the quad, and no expense has been spared to make it the perfect, picturesque prom night. Four small gazebos rest in the four courners of the quad, laced with ivy and ( Read more... )

[The comm flicks on with relative ease this time, though the picture is a little shaky.]Oh dear! Seems like prom's jus' 'round th'cornah, isn't it ( Read more... )

[Sweet's been around.  Gathering supplies, mostly.  Medical things were something he couldn't afford to leave behind.  He'd figured out enough in the small amount of time he'd been here so far that when the fences go down, it means something bad.  They had students to protect, yeah.  That's why they're in the bunkers.  He didn't volunteer to go ( Read more... )

[The flame inside the lantern is flickering fast, objecting to the chill in the air. Outside, the fence's flickering has become increasingly erratic ( Read more... )

[Theres a noise, something organic and raw. The ground shakes a bit and you will be jolted out of your sleep. Get to a window and you'll see a flicker, the fence which has stood strong and proud against the black mist... the strangelings.... it's flickering.

It's not gonna hold up long.

( Suddenly a sound )