"Alright!" When the Reserves crew assembled today, they'd be greeted by Zack, holding up... Half a sword! The last two feet of the length of his blade were nowhere to be seen, and what survived was the hilt, and a length of metal that had definitely seen better days. "Broken weapons! They happen! I know some of you think your blades are all but ( Read more... )

It was probably later than it should be for loud music, but Buffy needed something to work with as she finished packing up for tomorrow. For some reason she seemed to be missing a lot of shoes and she needed inspiration to find them that wasn't "I'll just buy a replacement pair," and a beat was that motivation ( Read more... )

Yes, that was Fall Out Boy blasting from Wing 4 of Taft. And that would be Peyton sitting out by the campfire with her feet up, a sketchpad, and a cold drink.

She'd probably be pretty amenable to turning the music down or taking suggestions for the next album.

[Open like a campfire!]

Marco was half passed out on a couch in the common room. The problem with being a wolf all day was that he kept having to re-morph and wolves used different muscles then humans. The result was that he felt like he had run about forty miles and was refusing to move.

He did have the energy to put on one of the meta forJames Bond movies and put out ( Read more... )

"Listen up, people!" Triela called loudly as soon as she felt enough people had arrived. "I've got a quick announcement and then you can get on with your shooting ( Read more... )

There were lots of delicious smells coming from the fifth floor common room, for Ronan, faced with hosting a potluck, had decided that he couldn't but go overboard with his own dishes: a chicken curry, thick, with lots of vegetables, and pot of vegetarian chili for those who preferred their food... not made of meat ( Read more... )

It had taken Jen a really, really, really long time to haul her wagonload of pizzas back to the dorms, and then there was the problem of carrying the pizzas up the stairs 'cause the wagon wouldn't go up the stairs. Well, it would but then the pizzas would fall ( Read more... )

Okay, so yesterday's spar hadn't been the best idea ever. Just letting off steam was going to get someone hurt, and apparently Jen needed a sparring partner too, to judge by Radio. So after weight-training and eskrima in the salle in the morning, Dinah left a message for Jen to meet her in the gym after classes ( Read more... )

At 2 am exactly, a loud buzzing sound rang through the dorms. An not just any buzzing. A loud, obnoxious "BZZZT!" followed by a two-second pause, followed by another "BZZZT!", followed by another two-second pause, followed by a... You get the idea. And the really bad part was the way it tended to feel like it was inside your head when it "BZZZT"ed ( Read more... )

Liir stared at the punching bag. The punching bag stared back at him.

He couldn't hit it, wouldn't hit it. What had it done to him, after all? Of course, it could take the hit, would feel nothing, would not be damaged even a scratch, but he couldn't find it in himself to just... hit it. No games, no lies, just aggression.He'd tried once for ( Read more... )