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All right, so this was still a total nightmare! Kitty opened the bar a little early today, totally just to do her job like a good little plastic worker toy, and while she hoped more people had woken up and would be here today, she had to be more careful today because if yesterday was anything to go by, there'd be more suspicion, too.

So here was Kitty, "working," and "having fun" while doing it, and staying maybe closer to the front today.

Caritas was open! And definitely not encouraging anything!

texted3times

Nothing said "terror of the night" like being a plastic potato in a derby hat, and Eric was going to be super pissed about this some other time, but for now he was behind the bar, his angry eyes tucked up his back for emergencies, drinking a V-8, the choice of vegetarian vampires everywhere.

The DJ was playing extremely upbeat music (of course) and Tiny...well, no one asked about Tiny these days.

[OOC: Blatantly stealing Natalie's idea. Team Baddies4Lyfe can meet up here! Shanie is to blame for the amazing V-8 joke.]

pulseof_life

If Yeul had been another type of person, the way she got her way when she actually decided she wanted something would likely have made her very spoiled indeed. But, since she rarely made decisions or asked for things, the fact that she generally got what she asked for, when she bothered to ask, really had little impact on her.

Like right now, while Caius had not wished to stay behind, it was true that he had the least connection to the island, so he got to protect their camp--though she did not know what he would protect it again--while she and Liara were back on the island.

That Yeul's wish to go to the island had not had any particular purpose… well, that was rather par for the course as well.

She peered at the display of treats at J,GOB curiously.

She, uh, might be there for a while. Decisions were hard.

[Open! Liara modded with permission!]

pulseof_life

The water was cold this time of year and Yeul knew better than to walk in it deliberately, though, as she walked along the edge of the waterline, carefully stepping around rocks, it did not bother her when, now and again, she misjudged where the water would reach and her boots got dampened.

There was nothing in particular Yeul was thinking about as she walked. It had just seemed like a nice night and she had wanted to be outside.

If she were another person, with another life, she might have said she had felt a little restless, but Yeul was only, could only, be herself, and simply acceded to the whim of her mood without acknowledging anything further about it.

The water was nice, tonight.

[Open, sure!]

fewer_explosions

Oh Goddess oh Goddess oh Goddess oh Goddess--

It was a miracle Liara had found the presence of mind to locate a restaurant that would suit her mother's tastes, let alone get there in time to secure a table. She had dropped items she was holding twice already out of sheer nerves - let alone ruminations on the ramifications that her mother's presence on a planet that was not yet spacefaring would have--

What didn't exactly help her nervous state of mind was the fact that every other person at the table did not seem in the least bit ruffled by anything that was going on. Not that they should be... ruffled. Except they should be. This was a strange and bizarre dinner and Liara should have never blurted out her invitation to this event to anyone, let alone several individuals.

She shoved a breadstick in her mouth before she blurted out something else - like Goddess or how have you been, Caius?

Her mother just smiled, like the strange, ethereal creature that she was and Liara could never aspire to be like in any capacity.

[[ liara is here for caius, yeul and her mother, but taste of thai is open for all your other thai food needs ]]

not_a_moonie

The day that would greet Fandom's visitors was sunny with just a hint of fall crispness in the air -- perfect weather for reunions, or for almost anything else. A large tent set up in the park had been decorated with balloons, streamers, and a few minor drifts of glitter. Of course there was plenty of food, as well as tables, chairs and shadowy bits for parents, relatives and friends who fancied a quieter start to their weekends.

A large banner hung at the entrance to the park read:

WELCOME TO PARENTS' WEEKEND 2014

[Registration & Security | Food & Drink | Mingling | Shadowy Bits | OOC. Have at it.]

endsthegame

Ender, Ben and Cade were packing up for Naboo later that day - Ender couldn't say he was particularly sad about it. But with his few possessions already largely in their bags, he had very little to do this morning besides take a walk around the island, look at the various landmarks he wouldn't be seeing for a couple months at least, and then finally settle in at the Perk for a last hit of caffeine.

So there he was now, nursing his triple espresso and watching the people go by through the window. Not a bad last day, all in all. He was planning to make the most of it.

[[ open! ]]

fewer_explosions

Liara had worked at the book shop for quite some time now. The money it afforded her couldn't be spent on clothes alone: she did not enjoy shopping and she owned enough now that she had something to wear for each day of the week. And while she enjoyed her workplace's selection, there were some specialized works that would simply never see the inside of that shop.

So she had decided to go shopping for books in Baltimore. She had located a large store that claimed to sell more than their fair share of archaeological tomes, and she was excited about the prospect.

She had not wanted to go alone, however; so she had left Yeul a message, and now she waited patiently at the causeway.

[[ liara's last post on the island for the first half of summer, not that she knows. open, both for liara-visiting and using-the-causeway reasons. ]]

pulseof_life

It was cold out, but Yeul had felt colder even here on the island and, either way, it did not bother her. She stepped carefully, but with the ease of long practice, as she meandered through the snow that hid the rocks on the beach and made it rather more treacherous than it was in the warmer months.

This beach reminded her of other beaches. One, in particular, though she chose not to dwell on it.

Instead, Yeul contented herself with watching the waves shift and move, and enjoying the wind that tugged and tangled her hair.

It was not a particularly nice day, all things considered.

Yeul enjoyed it anyway.

[Open, sure!]

genesishero

Evan was burying his face in a book today at the Book Haven, and he wasn't coming out for anything. Not for restocking the shelves. Not for anything.

Normally, he'd be in the best place in town in order to deal with emotional traumas, but today his first few steps into the bookstore had been accompanied, out of nowhere, with the face of someone he'd lost almost a year ago, standing on the other side of the room with a baseball glove on his hand.

"So, this En Sabah Nur, he was the first mutant on Earth," Cluster caught the ball that was thrown toward him from... Evan couldn't imagine where, but it seemed to be coming from himself. "As such, he was selected by the Celestials to become Apocalypse, charged with ensuring the success of humanity's new mutations. Ensuring they would flourish, and become the dominant species."

Cluster threw the ball again, and the vision vanished. But for the rest of his shift, whenever Evan dared to look up, he could hear the rest of the conversation, in fits and starts.

Only the monster was still just a boy.

Evan had never been so absorbed in a book about vegan recipes in his life.

[OOC: Open! OCD-Free!]

pulseof_life

Planning out a day, or a series of days, was not something Yeul had to do frequently.

It wasn't distasteful so much as it was unusual, and while she supposed she could write out a plan or even a timetable, Yeul did not find herself particularly motivated to do so. She knew which places she thought might be interesting to others, and while some were dangerous, Caius would be there and they would be safe, so she saw no reason to have them avoid those areas.

A walk on the beach, she thought, was really much better than trying to write anything down when it all seemed like so much fuss and bother for just a couple of days home, even with visitors in tow.

Besides, it would be nice just to be home. Why fuss?

[Expecting one, but open if you don't mind SP since I'll be out all afternoon.]

genesishero

It seemed, to Evan, like a good evening for walking, just wandering around the island with his dog, a book in hand, and appreciating the fresh air and the fact that nothing was falling out of it looking to kill people. And, as Evan walked down Unicorn Street, it seemed more and more like it could even be a good evening for sitting at one of the little tables outside of the Perk, sipping a coffee and reading while Ozzy napped at his feet.

It was good to see that the best laid plans sometimes did work out nicely, because ten minutes later he had himself a mocha frappuccino, and was a few pages in on one of the books he'd taken out from the library while Ozzy settled himself down on the cobblestones, content to rest for a while.

Not a bad way to spend a Monday evening.

[Open!]

myownface

The fact that there weren't classes this week suited Sparkle just fine. It meant that he wouldn't have to be a little sneak skipping classes in order to stake a claim on the beach, where he was building a little bonfire right there on the sand because ha, like he could afford to rent a grill or something. Not on top of the bunch of burgers and hot dogs and the sneaky fake-ID beer that he'd purchased with his pay for working Saturday and Friday at Dite's, anyhow. Or the shitload of sparklers and glowsticks that he'd picked up from T&C, because no, he wasn't going to be affording real fireworks, either.

He did have a case of Canadian junk food, though. Lewis had been thoughtful enough to ask Sparkle if he should send a care package of some sort, and Sparkle had informed him that he was about to kill someone for a Caramilk bar. Maybe it was because Lewis actually cared, or maybe he just didn't want to see Sparkle get his ass deported for the sake of some chocolate, but he'd sent along more than just Caramilk. There were Coffee Crisps and proper Smarties and potato chips with real flavours, like dill pickle and ketchup. And Coke! Coke made with sugar! If anyone asked nicely and then proved themselves worthy, Sparkle might even be willing to share. Maybe.

And, topping it all off were the little speakers hooked up to the little mp3 player that Sparks had brought along, blaring a mix of Canadian music as loud as they possibly could. Which... wasn't too loud, but if you were to hang around close enough, you'd probably be able to hear. And appreciate that Sparkle was skipping over all of the Bieber. You're welcome.

Even if nobody happened to wander by and decide to stick around, Sparkle was in a pretty fine mood today. It wasn't a concert and fireworks in North York or anything, no. But his low-budget rainy-day Fandom Island Canada Day would do.

[Open beach is open!]

pulseof_life

The weather wasn’t the greatest, and there was a good chance she’d be stuck out in a thunderstorm, but Yeul had wanted to walk down to the beach and… well… the weather had not been much of a deterrent. (It seldom was.)

She walked along the beach for a while before taking a seat on the sand and rock and just watching the waves.

It was nice.

Yeul appreciated that.

[Open!]

bigdamnprincipal

It would appear, to anyone who came to the community center tonight, that whoever had been responsible for decorating for the reunion mixer actually had some taste. The decorations were simple - white linen on the tables with gold and blue flowers as a centerpiece, and a notable lack of streamers - but there was, of course, gold and blue glitter scattered just about everywhere. This was a Fandom event after all.

[OCD is up, have at it! - Arrive/Pick Up A Name Tag | Dance Floor | Food/Open Bar | Dark Corners | OOC]

makemyownway.livejournal.com

It was a completely pissed off Cade at the shop today--getting detention just for blowing off Ender's class was completely unfair ~~plus it didn't count to stop Irony because he'd already done it~~--and his mood was not improved when he was hit by a barrage of lemons as he entered the store.

"KARKING BITE ME," he snarled at the ceiling.

The store was open, but the customer service would be terrible. Even for Cade.

furnaceface

Lucky Jonothon, being the proud new owner of a great deal of bondage gear that he had yet to use, and was probably never going to. Last night had... certainly been interesting, but, surprisingly enough, was fairly low on the scale of humiliating things that he'd done while under the influence of gremlin venom. Really, if the worst he had done all night was buy out half the stock of Dite's and argue semantics with Samantha while dressed... more or less the same way he did back in high school, he was going to consider that a win.

In fact, he was kind of smirking into his coffee mug while he killed the last few hours before his portal back to Haven. All-in-all, this weekend hadn't been as horribly catastrophic as it could have been, given Fandom's temperament. He was almost halfway back to feeling like himself again after spending the night in his own bed with his cat curled up on his feet.

Which was possibly why he was wearing the leather trousers again, with his usual black t-shirt and long coat combo, and Joni peering out at the world again from where she was half tucked away into his coat pocket. If anybody was going to fault him for taking a day to re-live his youth in such a subtle way, he'd probably just chuckle and show them how much leather he wore back when he was eighteen, see what they had to say then.

[OOC: Open Perk is open!]

leavingthenest.livejournal.com

Pizza! Rapunzel happened to think that pizza was yet another of those brilliant modern culinary inventions. Right up there with ice cream, and those candy things that had both chocolate and peanut butter in them. Which meant that she was sort of wiggling impatiently as she waited outside for someone to show up so that they could eat.

This didn't actually mean that someone was late. It mostly just meant that Rapunzel really wanted some pizza.

Pizza!

[Expecting one, but open if you either want to talk to Rapunzel, or just want to get some pizza.]

furnaceface

Well, this was it. Opening night, and Jono had done about all of the running around that he could manage. His props girl had apparently vanished into the ether, his set was mostly painted in a shade of red-with-glitter that meant that he needed to be extremely careful how he lit the bloody thing, he'd drastically shorted himself on rehearsal time, though it seemed as though his cast had stepped up to the occasion and made up for that oversight, and--

Jono looked like he was going to pass out as he made one last check on the state of the stage before opening the house.

-- And there were occasionally waffles raining down from... apparently the catwalks above the stage.

Lovely.

"The show is going to bloody well go on if it kills me," he growled, and then doubled back to grab a broom before going to open the doors.

[Open for all!]

pulseof_life

After Ethics, Yeul and Jack headed to the Perk. After all, hot chocolate bribes were serious business and had to be settled as soon as possible. Or rather, hot chocolate was delicious.

And Yeul liked buying people drinks and snacks, especially when it was people that she liked, which turned this entire venture into nothing but a pleasure.

"Are you going on the trip next week?" she asked, holding the door open for him.

[Yeul is here with the modded-with-permission one but open, sure!]

pulseof_life

Yeul didn't have classes until Thursday and Friday and while she was not the sort of person who wanted much routine to her life that didn't mean she didn't like to get out. Today she'd gotten up early and spent a few hours down at the beach, watching the ocean, before she'd headed into town.

The Perk had been her vague goal but when she wandered past J,GoB and then wandered in…

Well, she had nothing to complain about. And people watching from the windows, while she had cookies and hot chocolate was really very pleasant.

[Open!]

nips-your-nose.livejournal.com

Normally, Jack wasn't the sort to stick around in one place for long. His first class wasn't supposed to be until Wednesday, he'd never really pictured himself going to school in the first place, and just sitting around with nothing to do for a few days on end wasn't generally his idea of a great time. He'd have taken off right after the picnic, as a matter of fact, except that this place intrigued him.

Heck, it had surprised him. He'd had more conversations on Saturday at the picnic than he'd had in the three centuries since the Moon had told him his name and then left him alone to figure out everything else for himself. He liked that. So... maybe he was going to stick around to see what those classes were like, after all. Even if the handful of people that had seen him, the people who believed in him, were all that ever did, that was something worth sticking around for all the same.

He was grinning to himself as he mulled that over, walking along the shoreline and letting the freezing Atlantic water splash up around his bare ankles. Every so often he'd laugh, swinging his staff down through the waves, seeing how many droplets he could freeze before they fell down to the sandy beach. It wouldn't keep him occupied until Wednesday, no, but it wasn't a bad way to spend an afternoon.

[Ooc: I'm home sick and the internet is mostly functional, so open for people who can and can't see Jack all the same!]

texted3times

Eric would have hosted the New Year's Eve party at the Devil's Nest, but he suspected that the students wouldn't appreciate his "no, no alcohol for you" stance and here in a different venue, he could avoid some of the liability. (Eric hadn't lived a thousand years by being a very stupid vampire.)

The ballroom was decked out far more classily than it had for school dances in shades of cream, silver, and black: there were sumptuous fabrics draped to soften the room , gilt mirrors to add light, and sparkling crystal because Eric liked expensive crystal. For those who ate, there was top shelf alcohol, more than enough champagne and all kinds of fancy appetizers (and pigs in blankets because shut up). For those who didn't eat, well, the bartenders wouldn't be suprised for requests of O Positive.

The DJ was playing the top 40 hits of the year, but could be persuaded to play anything that wasn't Justin Bieber (Eric had ~~glamoured the hell out of him~~ had a Talk with him, and now as far as the DJ knew, Justin Bieber didn't exist).

Happy New Year's Eve, Fandom. Put on your tuxedo and come party with a vampire.

...as you do.

[OOC: Open to all! Up early for timezones, real life NYE plans and so on!]

pulseof_life

After a quiet few days enjoying the silence of the dorms, Yeul had woken up and thought that venturing forth, even just for a little bit, would be nice.

Since she didn't really have any idea of where she wanted to wind up, Yeul made her first stop the Perk so she could get a hot drink (apple cider) and sit by the windows as she pondered where else to go.

As far as dilemmas went… this was not much of one. If she couldn't decide, that was fine. If she did make up her mind, that was also fine.

Her cider was very good in any case. That meant the day was going quite well.

[Open!]

pulseof_life

Given that today was a Sunday and therefore not a day where she would be in danger of skipping class to eat cookies (which all things considered, Yeul thought was a terribly mild sort of danger and rather amusing to contemplate besides) that made it a perfect day to wander down to, and then inside, J,GoB.

While on other days Yeul would be perfectly content to eat cookies by herself if the urge struck her, today was not that sort of day.

Luckily, thanks to very important cookie plans made on Friday, she would not be alone for long.

[Yeul is expecting someone but totally open, sure!]

walkswithcoyote

Today was the day. Well, Tuesday was supposed to have been the day since she turned 18 that day, but ~~the mun had a brain sprain~~ Mercy had decided that maybe getting a tattoo a day and a half before she went home for Thanksgiving dinner might not be the smartest move. Her mother saw everything. And given that she managed to wiggle out of most family get-togethers, her mother wasn't letting her miss one that also would cover her birthday.

Not that she'd told anyone here it had been her birthday - in fact she was taking Cade's advice and wearing a nice tight shirt in the hopes that she wouldn't be asked to show ID. If she did, well, she could explain about it having been her birthday then.

She was nervous, but mostly glad that both Cade and Yeul had said they'd come along with her.

[For the two joining Mercy, but open should anyone have a desire for a tattoo or piercing today!]

glacial_queen

So, somehow, Karla had managed to talk Priestly into loaning out his kitchen to anyone who wanted to help make food for tomorrow's Thanksgiving feast. She still wasn't sure how she'd managed that, considering Priestly's odd reluctance to trust her in the kitchen, but she wasn't going to look the gift chef in...the...uhh, oven?

Okay, that metaphor had gotten away from her a little. Whatever. They still had a kitchen to work with and an amazing freezer that had every ingredient imaginable AND a tram. Between that and Karla to oversee everything, there was no way that this Thanksgiving meal wouldn't turn out amazingly.

...Specifically since Priestly had tapped his cook to actually oversee the kitchen. And several members of StuCo had also planned to keep Karla from interfering too much.

Either way, there was plenty of cooking to do if anyone was interested in helping!

[Posted and lightly modded with

lovemykilt's blessing. Up early for SP and open for anyone interested: student, teacher, or townie.]

leavingthenest.livejournal.com

Rapunzel wasn't sure why, precisely, but she'd woken up with the sure knowledge that today was a day that required ice cream. Ice cream!

There was a very important thing to remember about ice cream, too. It was a lesson that she'd learned early on at Fandom, and really taken to heart. Like most great things in the world, ice cream was better when it was shared with someone.

So she'd made a quick call to issue an invitation, and now she was beaming as she walked through the door of the Chilly Boulder. The guy behind the counter looked up, seeming surprised that anyone even wanted anything. Which kind of made sense, given the time of year, but that wasn't going to stop Rapunzel!

furnaceface

Tomorrow was Halloween, and while Jono had never really done much for Halloween in his pre-America days, it was one of those holidays that had managed to quickly grow on him. Something about being a night for monsters, coupled with being a teenaged monster himself, had appealed, and he'd made an attempt to enjoy it as much as his circumstances would allow, since.

That was why the doors to the theatre were open today to anyone who wanted to pitch in and assist with decorating the place for tomorrow's Haunted Theatre. He'd gotten as far as setting up a few assorted displays, and there were extra canvas corridors set up in the already dark backstage, leading into costume racks and props storage and dressing rooms that were practically crying to be booby-trapped. He was fairly certain that his collar had enough power in it to maintain a hard-light audience of the undead up in the seating, just so long as he only projected it while people were wandering through, and he'd stocked up on refreshments for people who'd like to help out today. The more spooky fare was being saved for the actual event.

Unless he started nibbling, which was always a possibility.

[Open for anyone who wants to drop in to visit Jono or help set up spoooooky things in the theatre! OCD-free because I'm a lazy, lazy thing.]

pulseof_life

Once her morning class was over Yeul had found herself without anything in particular to do for the rest of the day. Which was not particularly unusual, especially as she generally preferred her days to be great expanses of time, but she'd felt like doing something today, even though she'd had little idea or preference about what, exactly, she was doing.

Her restlessness was how she wound up at the Perk, where she bought hot apple cider and a pumpkin scone. Yeul settled in by the windows, so she could watch people if that urge took her, and began trying to figure out how to tell Caius about her weekend trip to space.

At least she didn't have to worry about the beginning of the letter. That part was always the same.

[Open!]

hasadestiny

Glitter seemed to be a theme of the evening. There was glitter on the posters covering the walls, glitter on the plants printed on table cloths. Glitter on the fake full moon hanging in place of a mirror ball.

And of course, glitter on the banner hanging above the entrance.

Welcome to Homecoming 2012

Become a (wo)man.

Become a wolf.

Current Mood: excited

yakkoyaks.livejournal.com

A sign was posted at the front door:

Caritas Presents:
3 MINUTE DATES
with your host Yakko Warner

With a blare of trumpets signalling 8:00 PM, Yakko strode out onto the stage. "Welcome one, welcome all, to 3 Minute Dates here at Caritas. The normal guy couldn't be here tonight because who cares, so you're stuck with me. I know what you're thinking. 'Who signed me up for this anyway?' I was wondering the same thing myself, but I've learned not to look a gift horse in the mouth. Isn't that right, Stanley?" A horse wearing braces on his teeth and a present bow on his saddle came out onto the stage. Yakko held a hand up to stage whisper, "He's self-conscious about it."

"Anyway, without further ado," Yakko started.

"Bless you," Stanley said.

"Thank you, Stanley, let's get this started! When I honk this horn," Yakko said, honking a very comedic sounding horn, "We'll get started with the first round. Every time I honk it after that," Yakko said, squeezing the horn and having the 'crash and burn' noise come out of the horn, "your three minutes are up and it'll be time to move on. And just to make sure you're really on your toes with this timing thing...."

Yakko pulled the stage's curtain aside to show a big white disc standing up. Yakko jumped onto the disc and started using his hands as a minute and second hand on a clock.

And then, with the sound of a donkey braying, Yakko hit the horn. "Good luck!"

[The Bar Before the Dates | Round 1 | Round 2 | Round 3 | Round 4 | Round 5 | OOC]
[Regular post-dates Caritas post]

[OOC: Three minutes = ten comments total, five per person. You don't need to do your threads chronologically, but try not to Joss yourself.

Epic OCD is ~~beginning.For the love of god, please wait until I'm done.~~ UP! Epic thanks to

solo_sword for helping get the OCD posted.

If I made a blatant mistake, like skipping a character completely for a round or posting a pairing twice, feel free to grab me on AIM or in the OOC thread and I'll make a quick fix. Remember, attacks on your dates will get you teleported elsewhere on the island.

Also remember that most playing should happen on Saturday, but if you need to finish things up on Sunday, that's fine.

A regular post-dates Caritas post will go up Saturday afternoon.]

ihavediabetes.livejournal.com

It was a warm, sunny, beautiful day here in Fandom, and look at how much it wasn't raining anything weird. You're welcome, parents, friends, assorted guests and fair citizens of Fandom who didn't want to explain that sort of thing right off the bat.

There was food to be enjoyed, picnic tables so people could sit, and decorations that were very heavy on the blue and gold. Also, probably more glitter than was reasonable for a picnic. There were Student Council traditions to uphold.

WELCOME TO PARENTS' WEEKEND 2012!

genesishero

Well, Evan had himself a puppy, and puppies needed to go for walks. That much really was a given, so far as these things went, and had been since Evan had gotten Ozzy in the first place.

He had also, somewhere over the course of the night, somehow managed to inherit a talking swan. A really, really big one. But he was not going to let this get in the way of walkies, darn it. It just meant... well, really, it mostly just meant that he'd be lingering around the park a little longer than usual while the swan calmly paddled in little circles in the pond, close to the shore and as close to Evan as possible.

The flamingos were actually keeping their distance, today. Probably for the best, because that swan looked as though it could take them all.

"This was really not how I was expecting to spend my day," Evan sighed, attempting to get Ozzy to pay attention to the ball instead of the wealth of fascinating waterbirds. The puppy was having none of it, making yet another break for the ducks.

[Open as a park can be!]

glacial_queen

So...Karla had decided to sign up for StuCo this year. Which probably meant she should...get around to campaigning or something. Except, well, she didn't really know how to do that. Running for office wasn't something she'd ever had to worry about, after all.

So, going on what little she'd learned from previous StuCo campaigns, she knew that the best way to put herself out there was to offer people free stuff. Extra points for offering free food. Which was why she was parked outside of the Perk with a tray of coffee on one side and a plateful of ~~dubious-looking~~ cookies on the other, and a little card that said, "Free! Help yourself! Karla for senior rep!"

She felt like there maybe should be more, like streamers and balloons or something, but she was running for StuCo, not planning a party...right?

Hmm. Maybe she should have added glitter to the sign at the very least. What if the 'free' sign wasn't eye-catchy enough?

[Open to everyone, including other folks looking to campaign! ...Avoid the cookies though.]

fewer_explosions

Liara had settled here, at least for some time. But that had not made her less set on making her way back home.

It was a beautiful day outside, and she had heard that it might not be long before autumn set in and the temperatures fell sharply. Perfect excuse, then, to take the book on inter-dimensional physics she had found with her to the beach. She strolled around for a while, until it became obvious there was no designated place to sit-- and settled on a rock instead.

Then she took the book out of her backpack and studied the cover. Soon enough, she was reading.

And then the Pokeballs started falling.

[[ open! again with the up early due to work ]]

pulseof_life

Having the day free from classes gave Yeul more than enough time to write to Caius. She could have tried calling him but with the way he seldom stayed in one place she had been unsure that he would be somewhere where he'd be able to receive her call.

Besides, a letter was an excellent way of organizing her thoughts. She felt much more centered for having written it even though it had not said much at all.

Her one goal for the day done, Yeul had left her room and spent a few hours wandering the village, getting a feel for the layout of it, before she'd made her careful way down to the beach.

It was a warm day, with just enough of a breeze to keep it from being stifling and Yeul found herself smiling slightly as she walked along the sand and rocks, thinking of nothing in particular as she stared out over the water.

[Open!]

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WELCOME TO PARENTS' WEEKEND 2014

Welcome to Homecoming 2012Become a (wo)man.Become a wolf.

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Welcome to Homecoming 2012

Become a (wo)man.

Become a wolf.