Blair had woken up in enough time to go to his class in the morning and had decided on his way back that meditation semeed like a good idea. He didn't want to examine his memories from last week at all, more like ignore them enough to find peace ( Read more... )

Blair looked around the room happily. He had madly shoved things in his closet and under his bed and the room was looking presentable. He took down some candles and set them in a circle on the floor in preparation for Lyra's meditation lesson.

[ooc: For Lyra (or Broots, if he wants to say hi)]

Blair was currently sitting outside of his room trying to meditate. Broots had stuff packed up inside and it just made him sad to stare at all of it. Settling down, he took a deep breath and concentrated on cleansing his aura. If he was going to pull off being Phoebe's fake boyfriend, he should probably do it from a karmically sound base ( Read more... )

"Ugh." Blair finished shoving clothes, books, and various stacks of paper under his bed and grinned. Now there was a clean path from the door to his bed and back to the closet. More than enough room for meditating. Or sock bowling...depending on how long the meditation lesson took. He pushed another pile under the bed and plopped onto the floor ( Read more... )

Blair looked around his room and groaned. He and Broots were going to have to declare it a federal disaster area soon if they didn't clean things up. Trying to find a clean patch of floor, he opened the closet door and shrugged. Floor space was floor space. He settled down to meditate and process the events of the past days.

( Link drop soup )

Blair walked into his room and dumped his box of meditation tools on his bed and looked at Hank in his little pink outfit. Today had been...long? He wasn't really sure what to say about it. It wasn't the oddest day he'd had here at Fandom, but it was strange.

He had met his secret sibling sorta not but will link when/if it happens and learned who ( Read more... )

Blair opened his eyes after meditating and glared at Hank. The little seed inside the dirt mocked him with its steady not-growing ( Read more... )

Blair cleared a spot in a corner of the room and sat, arranging candles around him. ( Cut for long meditation )

Blair opened the door to his room quietly, hoping not to wake Broots up. It was very early, or very late...depending on how you looked at it ( Read more... )

Blair smiled and stretched from his position on the floor. He had been meditating for a quite some time, but he felt better and more free. He didn't have lit any candles, but he wasn't sure if they were even allowed in the dorm rooms. He should ask Angel ( Read more... )