Cameron was quietly boggling at the little girl sitting beside him on the couch. At least he'd managed to take off his tuxedo from yesterday and after some major bargaining he had gotten Marybeth to agree to eat lunch on the condition that she got ice cream as dessert.

He had a lot to learn about parenting.

Sam had slept pretty well, but now had a burning desire to be greasy, which she was chalking up to a reaction to formalwear and heels. Since the other option--heading over to the gun range--didn't appeal right now, she was back with the swoop bike and trying to tweak the settings on the steering and brakes. They were still a little too sensitive ( Read more... )

Peter was down in the lobby bright and early to set up the tables for Prom ticket buying and Prom Court nominations.

He eyed the glitter worriedly but sprinkled it around the table and over the Venetian masks.

Then he sat behind the table with a list of juniors and seniors (because heck if he knew what classes people were in) and realised he hadn ( Read more... )

While the weather had been snowy all day, the area near Bel's garden was free of snow tonight. The space around the roof held a touch of warmth and there was no wind to blow out the candles that flickered in the dusk ( Read more... )

With some help from Irulan, Cameron had managed to finish his sign. It took some concentration, but he finally could pin it up on the boards in the lobby.

HAD A RUN IN WITH ANY SHADOWS LATELY?
FEELING A BIT LIKE A GHOST?
FEEL FINE BUT WANT TO HELP?
NEED HELP IN THE LIBRARY TOMORROW
WHENEVER YOU HAVE SOME TIME SPARE!

- Cameron MitchellSatisfied ( Read more... )

Dick didn't want to be in his room. There was some weird freaky-ness going on and he wanted to be as far away from it as possible. But Dick did want to sleep. Sleep for a long, long time. So he managed to get out of his room (forgetting about closing out the porn on his computer; poor Jim.) and make his way to the common room to sleep. He flopped ( Read more... )

Polexia slept in late after her night out at Caritas ( Read more... )

The wee little turtle had finally made it back to the familiar hallway after a very strange day and sleeping comfortably in her shell in a corner of the stairwell, which was quite a task to manage. She kept a brisk pace down the hall toward her room, or, what was very brisk for her, ambling along in a lazy wee little turtle way ( Read more... )

The giant pillow/blanket/chair fort of awesome was still up from last night. Thankfully, someone had turned the TV off so Rescued by the Alarm wasn't on anymore. Kawalsky had fallen asleep during that really bad murder mystery weekend episode where Zeke was in on it the whole time ( Read more... )

Cally was doing her fair share of contributing to the free consumption of mass quantities to the masses.

She was baking vegan sugar cookies. And dancing a little dorkily to the tune 'Even Rats' by The Slip.

[ooc: Oooopen!]