After doing a whole lot of . . . well, nothing useful at all, really, for most of the day, Nadia was continuing the trend.

Currently, she was watching a documentary about different snakes around the world.

The lady who caught the anacondas in Brazil was awesome.

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Bel was busy setting up the fifth floor common room. He pushed the couches and chairs to the walls to clear the center of the room, then arranged some pallets he'd found and shimmered upstairs to create a makeshift runway. He lined the edges with white christmas tree lights. Music, big flashlight to serve as a spotlight, yeah, he was set ( Read more... )

His own room wasn't exactly large, so Alphonse opted to invade the common room instead. Small piles of paper were scattered on the floor all around him, along with notebooks filled with scribbles; most of them were lengthy paragraphs of notes and others had varying versions of alchemic arrays ( Read more... )

Togusa finally opened his eyes for the first time since over the weekend. Hell, he had slept the entire time away while running some system checks on himself, plus a few annoying cyber-dreams where his tachikoma was also checked for bugs. Clean and clear, but it left him irritable. Why on earth had he signed up to send all info to Section Nine ( Read more... )

Nadia made it up a couple flights before she just sort of flopped down to the ground.

She was very drunk.

It was the tequila that did it. The evil, evil tequila. And she never would have gone for the tequila if she hadn't sungShe giggled softly to herself. That GOB. What a comedian. A master satirist. The puppet, and the deadpan. . . . And ( Read more... )

( Now with hidden pictures! )

After all was said and done, Togusa walked through the halls in a fairly good mood. He had heard that Edward had been almost been hit by one of the numerous chickens that were still flocking the hallways. Humming the 1812 overture, people might have heard this ( Read more... )

Togusa opened his eyes and glanced down. There was a chicken sitting on his bed, glaring at him. He looked around for his roommate, not seeing him around. Getting up, he plucked up the chicken and grinned down at it ( Read more... )

Togusa parked his Tachikoma in its usual hiding space, threw the muppet chicken into his pocket, where it clucked in irritation. "Where the hell did these come from anyway?" Pulling on his therm optics, he cradled the puppy so it was also covered. "So little guy, how come you are all by yourself ( Read more... )

In every common room and at each entrance to the stairs, there is a sheet of paper and a pen dangling on a string.

ARE YOU COMPETITIVE?Are your skills or abilities unusual, exceptional, or unique ( Read more... )