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OOC: Unquit, unquit!
Change of plans.
I'm staying, and so is Tempe.
Um, talk amongst yourselves... -
Room 317, 8/14, Monday Afternoon
Tempe sat on her bed, reading through the technical manual she had borrowed from Cally ( Read more... ) -
Room 317, 8/5, Saturday Morning
The first thing Lana noticed upon waking was that she was in a double room. This wasn't immediately a concern, as she was getting used to odd things happening around here, and considering that her best friend had spent the better part of the last week as a mermaid, there were things that it was a lot more prudent to be concerned about than a ( Read more... ) -
West Attic, 8/2, Wednesday Night
After a long and exhausting Kludge's Guide To The Universe workshop, Tempe came up to the West Attic and threw her bruised and tired body onto Sawyer's bed.
She'd get up and attempt to find food in a minute, but for now, she was content to just lay on the soft bed and take a moment to catch her breath.
[OOC: Open for Sawyer] -
Room 317, 7/14, Early, Early Friday Evening [Before Anything Plotty]
Tempe dragged her suitcase out from under her bed. Her grandfather's friend Enid had called her to say that Grandpa, who had been getting better, had taken a turn for the worse again.
Realizing that this might be her last chance to see him, Tempe had *handwavily* arranged a flight back to Illinois. She would be leaving later this evening ( Read more... ) -
OOC: I'm not dead.
*waves ( Read more... ) -
Aye Aye A4, 7/12, Wednesday Night
Tempe walked into Aye Aye, looking for Sawyer, since she hadn't seen him since before the changeover to the dorms ( Read more... ) -
Room 317, 7/8, Saturday Evening
Tempe sat on the floor in her and Z's room, papers spread all around her on the floor. One might ask how she'd managed to accumulate quite so many sheets of notes at a time of year when there weren't any classes. One would then have to realize that Tempe is a writer. A very prolific one ( Read more... )
