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.

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... )

Jake had also heard Zoe's announcement. He'd contemplated it for all of five seconds, and then stuffed all his coffee and related products into his backpack. Protecting the coffee was the most important thing. Therefor he was currently stalking the hallways, figuring that being on the move would be safer. He might be a little jumpy.

After getting back from Vegas, Bridge goes up to the third floor to collect his favourite teammate ever and tell her all about his Brilliant Plan.

Which is why Bridge and Z are now in the middle of the second floor common room, surrounded by massive amounts of Lego.

[ooc: open like a common room is!]

No classes meant a whole lot of napping for Jude. But a boy must eat, so eventually he reluctantly crawled out of bed, kissed Setsuna, and limped off to the common room to see what kind of food could be prepared. Sadly, he was all out of sticks. Regular pancakes would have to do at the moment. Didn't stop him from making them funny shapes, though ( Read more... )

Seely was a woeful wee puppet man as he sat in the lobby with a poster almost the same height as him.

He also had cookies.

[ooc: OCD coming up. Open to all! And royalty is meant in the absolute loosest sense possible. Seriously, if even someone just called your character a prince or princess once as a joke, Seely wants to kiss them, I'm he's that ( Read more... )

Parker had a mentally grueling day, and then she exhausted herself at the gym. So she was up on the edge of the roof, smoking her last allowed cigarette of the day, and watching the lemmings jump off the edge ( Read more... )

Dawn dragged her CD player up to the roof, plugged it in over by Bel's plants, and let loose--spinning and twirling and basically dancing like no one was watching--because they weren't. The music at the dance had been great, but Dawn was feeling the serious need to boogie to something from the latter half of the century ( Read more... )

Marty is sitting in the lunge reading the instructions to his ouija board and scoffing. "Yeah right. Like that's supposed to work."

As Marty fiddles with the ouija board set up, the TV is currently showing the musical episode of Wendy the Werewolf Stalker.

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Evie was eating apple pie from Jeff, God of Biscuits (and she's been rather disappointed to find out he wasn't a *real* god), going over a dozen photocopied maps with highlighters (hurray!), and watching Wormhole X-Treme. She had *no* idea what was going on. But she rather liked Dr. Christian Levant ( Read more... )