After her workshop, Lana had gone back to Selkie Cove, but could find no sign of Phoebe. She'd trekked up and down the beach looking for her with no luck and finally decided she needed to get in where it was cool for a while ( Read more... )

Sawyer is lounging in the fifth floor common room after Stealth and Deception, he's still got army like paint on his face because he's too lazy to take it off just yet. Sighing, he flips through the channels on the t.v. set. Oddly, the couch still smells of syrup.

[[ Open lyke woah... ]]

After a handwavy trip into town for ingredients, Sam took the carefully printed recipe out of her pocket and laid it on the counter. She'd memorized it by now, but she figured it wouldn't hurt to get some practice in before the workshop ( Read more... )

After a handwavey walk into town for supplies, Dawn set out a bunch of sandwich fixings, pretzels, chips of various descriptions, cookies, fruit, lemonade, iced tea, and soda ( Read more... )

Being someone who was pretty much naturally predisposed to being honest on any given day, Bridge really didn't see a reason to hide in his room. So here he was, sprawled out on a couch and idly flipping through channels until he caught a snippet of an all-too-familiar theme song. And for some reason, he can't bring himself to just flip past it. It' ( Read more... )

Omelette time. After a week with Cafe Fina closed, Walter was willing to wait on other people again. At least after a fashion. In this case it meant that he had the appropriate setup for omelettes of almost any variety, a happy hellpuppy underfoot, and a good mood ( Read more... )

Still leery of the energy emanating from the 2nd Floor Common Room, Bridge decides to move up a floor. He's sprawled on a couch, reading a book he'd bought from the Book Fair, with several other books spread out on the couch around him.

Tempe tossed and turned on the couch as she slept fitfully. To any passersby, it would appear that she was in some form of distress. Her arms were flailing and her sleepy voice could be heard saying, "No! No! Don't hurt the kitties! Don't hurt the weetiny kitties ( Read more... )

The throbbing in her head down to a mostly non-existent ache, Tempe was finally ready to actually do something with her day. Of course, the day was pretty much over, but she didn't really care ( Read more... )

After Outdoorsmanship Sawyer made his way to the third floor common room, he wanted to see if Tempe was going to come by because he honestly missed her.

He was lounging on the couch with the remote in hand, flicking through the reality shows with a bored yawn.

[[ OPEN like an opened thing being open. ]]