Krycek had enough with the sitting around playing Playstation games in his room, so he came out to find out what cable had to offer.

Cable apparently had a perky blonde junior detective by the name of Vanessa Saturn. Krycek was quite all right with watching her her for the time being.

[open to all, for your rockin' second floor common room needs]

Rory arrived in the lobby balancing a tank with a wee turtle in it against one hip, a box from J,GOB in the opposite arm, and a flying puppy on a leash leading her.

She tied Vladdie to the leg of a table, set Yoda's tank and the cake down, and looked around to see what she still needed to set up.

[Yes, even crack-addled ideas like this need OCD ( Read more... )

Angel stared at the promotional material that he'd been given for his guest speaker. The thing was ugly, no doubt about it. But he'd been told there'd be no fee so long as Angel at least made an effort to get a bigger audience ( Read more... )

Waking even earlier than usual, Callisto decided to kill a few hours in the gym.

After finishing her warm up laps, she went over to the horizontal bar and started doing pull-ups.

[ooc: Open for all your gym needs.]

Lana's there a little early as usual, though perhaps looking a bit more grumpy than usual. Having every attempt to eat turn into an impromptu Chemistry lesson will do that to a girl ( Read more... )

Okay, so it's a little dusty in here. Anders grabs one of the couch cushions and gives the tables and chairs a quick wipedown. Then, coughing, he straightens up the rest of the couch cushions and lays out the several trays' worth of loot from Jeff, the God of Biscuits on the countertop. He's a little bit out of breath by the time he runs down to ( Read more... )

Logan had hooked up his gamestation to the flatscreen TV and was playing a videogame involving a lot of women in bikinis bouncing up and down. He was drinking a non-descript beverage from a plastic cup, and anyone within two feet of him would notice the odor of tequila wafting off him ( Read more... )

Angel was down in the gym. He'd already had Self Defense class that day, but right now he felt like there was no such thing as too much practice.

He went through some drills of his own, keeping his eye on the door so he could stop once Molly arrived.

[ooc: He's here for Molly, but anybody could use the gym. Molly thread is NFB.]

Pip is leaning against a weapons locker in the firing range, looking bored and wishing he had two hands so that he could light a cigarette.

Angel and his unnamed friend should be by soon.

[[OOC: Pip's here for Angel and whoever Angel's friend is, but anyone can use the range for their shooting things needs.]]

On his way to the gym, Cameron left Angel a voicemail. He picked up a paid of gloves and headed straight for the punching bag. It shouldn't be hard to figure out who he was beating up.