Dawn was sitting cross-legged on her bed, searching the internet on her laptop, looking for information on weapons and hand-to-hand fighting techniques, particularly how-to guides. Mel would get hurt if Dawn didn't figure out what the hell she was talking about, and she was starting to realize that in a big scary gaping hole pit of anxiety kind of ( Read more... )

This hadn't been Dawn's best day ever. First, Giles was all Latiny, which was always...ugh. Then, her trip to the Perk had been less than stellar.

So, now she was going through her closet, trying to figure out what to pack for the weekend. On her bed were an open suitcase, three bottles of holy water, a ziploc bag full of salt, and a couple of ( Read more... )

After thinking way too much about destiny in Prophecy class, Dawn decided to take the night off and was preparing for her Literature field trip by painting her toenails metallic green. As she wiggled her toes in front of a fan, she re-read Alice in Wonderland.

The door was open.

[ooc: Door and post are open.]

After deciding on her costume and a handwavy trip into town for hot chocolate, Dawn slipped back under the covers of her own bed and cuddled up in the blankets, sipping away and re-reading The King of the Bracelets. Maybe this time she'd be able to get past chapter seven without falling asleep.

[ooc: Door and post are both open.]

After talking Molly into going to Homecoming, Dawn peeked inside her own room, hoping that Sam hadn't been listening to the radio--it was possible that she hadn't helped his cause by calling.

After today's Cross-Species Communication class, Dawn realized that she'd been slacking on her homework. So, here she was, trying to keep her mind on her Literature reading instead of thinking about dreams and what they meant. It wasn't working as well as she might have hoped--that image of Buffy jumping through the portal wasn't going away ( Read more... )

Dawn took advantage of her current roommate/Homecoming date/possible boyfriend's absence from their room by submerging herself in the shower until she got all pruney, giving herself a facial and moisturizing mask, and lounging on her bed in her pajamas, reading and eating chocolate ( Read more... )

After spending most of the afternoon with Molly, Dawn spent the rest of the evening getting ready for classes. Picking out an outfit. Pens, notebooks, folders, looseleaf paper, pencils...plus a couple of bottles of holy water in the bottom of her bookbag, just in case. Then she picked up a mindless romance novel, stretched out on the bed, and ( Read more... )

"Dean?" Dawn began looking around the room, inside closets and under the beds and in the bathroom, but not finding him. "Please be here, Dean. Unless you're where Sam is on the Fourth Floor. Yes, that would be better ( Read more... )