After he was done with classes for the day, Bel headed down to the lobby to meet up with Phoebe, Isabel, and Cameron ( Read more... )

Bridge hobbles out of his room for the first time since Saturday evening. Leaning the crutches against the arm of the couch, he curls up and starts aimlessly flipping through channels.

Willow was Jewish. However there were a few things about Christmas she didn't dislike. In fact, there was one thing about Christmas that she downright missed.

She was lacking her original source for it though, so she decided to take matters into her own hands.

Which is why she set herself up in the first floor lobby with a sign:

WANTED: ONE ( Read more... )

The Doctor had been well informed of the trolls from Jane, and last night's radio had spurred him into some resemblance of organization. First stop, the dorms ( Read more... )

There really was something irresistable to the trolls about the giant castle thing at the top of the hill ( Read more... )

Bel was lounging in the common room, watching TV, killing time until "Spooky Things" was on.

He hoped it would be a pretty distraction from his current woes.

Isabel and Cameron had managed to get the campfire going in the main area. Luckily the weather was a lot clearer than yesterday and things had remained dry. There were several containers with snacks and beverages standing along the side and there was an abundance of marshmallows for people to get through a whole weekend with ( Read more... )

At some point during the day posters went up on all floors of the dorms with the following text:

CABIN REUNION
Tomorrow Evening (October 28) at the main campfire
Bring yourself and your cabin pride

((This was supposed to happen tonight, but as to not conflict with a birthday party, it will be pushed back until tomorrow. Plus, it's raining. Woe! ( Read more... )

It was Saturday night and Jack was feeling pretty damn pleased with himself for sucessfully teaching a class at short notice yesterday. And having expended such a huge effort, he figured he was entitled to be incredibly lazy this weekend, just to balance things out. So he'd gone for ice cream - of which there were several flavours currently ( Read more... )

So open flame was a bad idea -- cooking workshop had pretty much proved that -- but Anders was in the mood for burgers. And, after his conversation with Walter yesterday, also in the mood to attempt being a little more social, for a little while at least. Compensating a bit for all the food he'd scrounged from everybody else seemed like a good ( Read more... )