She had left Maia with a kiss and a murmured command to go back to sleep. She and Blair had made their goodbyes last night. She had genuinely intended to slip away without a fuss, a quiet meeting with Zathras on the roof and then off to the deep black yonder. Even if she refused to put her uniform on until she was actually back at work. The new ( Read more... )

Blair was too excited about new students, being a big brother and the fact that he was a virgin again to get a lot of sleep so he had been sitting in front of the tv in his room for several hours. There were lots of infomercials on late at night. As it got closer to morning, Blair was afraid of disturbing Broots and his fish with noise if he ( Read more... )

Feeding people seemed to be a regular Saturday morning activity, so Blair made sure to mix up a large batch of his normal breakfast treat. There was noisy stirring, pouring and blending coming from the kitchen area. Then ta-da... algae shakes!

[ooc:open! come for really nasty-tasting breakfast!]

Some of you may remember the denim Daisy Dukes and the pink wifebeater of the infamous laundry machine strike ( Read more... )

The package he'd been waiting for from home had finally arrived. He sent a handwavy email to his flight workshop students, and then dragged his television down to the lobby and set it so a brilliantly lit planet floated in the center of the room. It then began cycling through a series of photographs of the planetHe returned to his room and came ( Read more... )

Blair was bored and decided to head to the roof to hang out, look at the garden and play emo rock on his guitar. He wasn't really sure what emo rock sounded like but he was positive that was all that was allowed to be played on the roof.

( So he made something up... )

Dean was in the kitchen cooking up pancakes for Dawn. Making the batter had been relatively easy, but trying to come up with funny shapes was proving a little more difficult. He tried to do a car but it came out looking more like a deformed amoeba. He had better look with the teddy bear -- one large circle with two smaller ones for ears and that ( Read more... )

Rizzo, sitting on top of one of the picnic tables by the unlit fire, leaned back and folded her legs in the tight black dress she had found in her closet this morning. Loose t-shirts and those jeans? So not her style. Why she even had them, she didn't know. She had woken up with the worst craving for a cigarette, a need she was now satisfying with ( Read more... )

The gym was dark and quiet, except for two distinct and opposite corners of the gym, which were very well lit, almost as if it was intentional.

It seemed to be waiting, and a sense of anticipation filled the air. Or maybe it was the orchestra tuning up.

[ooc: Okay, all of these posts are ready for everyone to tag in. Posts are open to all. * ( Read more... )

Ivanova relaxed back into the Adirondack chair again, a bottle of juice sitting on the arm where something slightly more alcoholic would normally sit. The sun was shining, she was back in Fandom, she was happy, she was probably going to fall asleep . . .

[[Before the plotty. Open for all.]]