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It was cold and snowy and Stark did not enjoy winter weather at all. Still, he'd decided to drag himself out of his apartment because he hadn't left it since finishing his class on Friday and he wanted to at least make an effort to not hide away when he wasn't supposed to be somewhere for work or class.

The bakery was warm and inviting and he could have a warm drink and some still-warm cookies.

And he could watch the snow fall. It was pretty so long as he didn't have to feel it. Of course, he'd gone out and would have to go outside again to go back home.

For now he had tea and he had cookies and he had his phone out looking at places that might be warm. He almost certainly wouldn't go anywhere on a trip by himself but at least he could think warm thoughts?

[open, obvs. Baked goods for all.]

apologizeswithpie posting in

Neither rain nor snow nor cold of...cold, would keep this workaholic from his appointed rounds. He had the entire rest of the week off, he could only stand that for so long.

He was glad the island was small though.

But Gregorith was here, he had coffee and cocoa in case anyone else was adventurous enough to brave the elements and found their way here.

Current Music: Winter by Tori Amos

grenadesandohana

It wasn't entirely because Steve was a delicate hothouse flower and the East Coast was going to be cold as hell this weekend that Steve and Danny were back in Hawai'i! They had things to do in Honolulu! Family things! Yes!

Family things involving surfing and then sitting on the beach and charging up on the sun like a 6-foot plus human solar panel while Charlie worked on a sand castle.

Steve was cleaning the last of the breakfast dishes when the doorbell rang. His forehead crinkled: he wasn't expecting anyone, and the people he knew wouldn't ring the doorbell. He calmed down his hyper-vigilance by reminding his brain that serial killers wouldn't ring the doorbell, either, and sauntered to the door with a dishtowel over his shoulder...and a pocketknife in his back pocket. Just in case.

He answered the door and found a painfully earnest kid in his Navy work uniform who snapped to immediate attention.

"Commander McGarrett?"

"Yes?" Steve replied, sounding a little wary.

"Special Operator 2nd Class Junior Reigns. It's an honor to meet you, sir," the infant replied.

God, had Steve really been this young at one point? "Nice to meet you, Junior," Steve replied. "Please relax. I'm, um, I'm not on Teams anymore." And that only sort of killed him to say. Progress! "What can I do for you?"

"Uh, my Master Chief David Lange always spoke very highly of you," Junior said with a hopeful smile.

"David Lange?" Steve chuckled a little self-consciously. Lange had been at the bar in Annapolis a few weeks ago. This felt like a subtle (for SEALs) intervention, getting checked on by a younger version of himself. At least it wasn't an intervention from Dick Pic Scott. Steve would never get over that.

"He's your master chief? He was my dive buddy," Steve said with what he hoped didn't look like a slightly awkward smile.

"He mentioned that," Junior said with a much less awkward smile. "He says you're the best."

"Well, don't believe everything David Lange says," Steve said, running his hand through his hair. "When you headed back downrange?"

"Actually, sir, I just processed out," Junior said, and his earnestness increased tenfold.

Steve knew exactly what Lange was trying now, but he had to confirm it. "Well... Special Operator 2nd Class Junior Reigns, I gotta say, I'm intrigued as to why you're standing on my porch this morning."

"I heard about the task force you run and, you know," Junior said, "the type of work you do, and... well, to tell you the truth, I need a job."

Of course he did. "Ahh," Steve said, nodding and praying for Danny to come rescue him.

[OOC: For Danny, who will not rescue him.]

not_a_haint posting in

fandomhighdorms

It was really, very, incredibly cold outside. Which was unfortunate for a number of reasons, one of them being that Caleb was feeling poorly, emotionally speaking and his usual remedy of going for a broody walk was, well not out of the question but seemed like it would be counter productive.

So instead, he was listening to the radio, as he attempted to make pizza. Well a few pizzas as the pre-made crusts only came in so many sizes.

The current music selection was actually doing a fairly good job at alleviating some of his angst.

Current Music: Gogol Bordello- Through the Roof n Underground

mustbeawitch posting in

Good morning, everyone, and welcome to this radio broadcast. I hope you've all a cup of something hot to drink on this hideously cold morning. The squirrels have once again neglected to provide me with tea, but what do you expect from squirrels? Let's get started, hmm?

At the school, Overcoming Obstacles and Combat 101 both enjoyed a film, whilst Cupcakes of the World learned about the cake of the Black Forest. Chocolate and cherries, sounds lovely! I don't see anything from the dormitory, so we shall move along to the town, where at the Trooper Station, Detective Watts was joined by Mr. Grant for luncheon, whilst at the forge Mr. Henry of Skalitz considered expanding his repertoire. Dr. Quinn was at Needful Things, where they stock, allegedly, everything, and Miss Skywalker was breaking crystals at her warehouse--is that some type of slang? The squirrels do not know. Well, she was accompanied by Dean Skywalker, so he might. Speaking of Miss Skywalker, she made a sort of fort at her apartment, where she was joined by a fashionably late Mr. Blackwood. And that is the last of my notes, so I shall be dashing off to the dormitory to warm up. Farewell, everyone! May next week be warmer!

heroic_jawline posting in

Well, there weren't any more bite suits in the classroom. Everyone be happy about that. No, instead, there was a little set up for a movie.

There was also popcorn! ...decidedly less popcorn than they'd arrived with, granted, but popcorn! (Shh, supersoldiers got snacky.) "We decided to give the dogs a break," Steve said, "and you a break from the dogs. They can be a lot."

"Also, Fee chewed through an entire door, so she's getting a little check up at the vet," Tony said like that a normal thing.

"She needs to stop doing that," Steve agreed.

"So, movie!" Tony said clapping his hands together.

"It's very educational," Steve assured them. (Steve had not seen this movie.)

ifwebeworthy posting in

Dr. Donald Blake had been called in for emergency surgery, and for some mysterious reason this meant Thor Odinson was unavailable to teach today, which meant the students would enter the Danger Shop to find a movie theater and a film cued up to start at the time class began. Enjoy your movie day!

thatwaslucky posting in

Before any kind of laundry fun today, Rey was at the warehouse, practicing some fine detail work. She'd gotten some sugar crystals- not a lot, she didn't want to be wasteful- and had spread them across the floor, doing things like moving them into patterns, or picking up very specific ones one at a time.

She was now on the floor, very focused as she tried to split one of the crystals into two. If she could crack a big rock, she could crack something this small, it was just a matter of adjusting.

She would likely never need to use this, but you never know!

[open!]

totalwildcard posting in

Another Friday, another surprising success in Harley managing to be at her store on the day that she had technically established she would be.

She was also putting a new sign in the window:

NEEDFUL THINGS
WE'VE GOT EVERYTHING!!!

Which was definitely false advertising, but not as false as it could've been! They had all sorts of stuff! Furniture, knick knacks - what more did you need? Needful Things was open, and had a lot of stuff.

Just maybe not everything.

(open)

thatwaslucky

Fandom thought it was being funny.

Rey had gone down to the laundry room to wash her bedding. All was well. Then she came back down to take it out of the dryer, pulled out her sheets… then more sheets… a comforter that she hadn't put in there… more sheets… What had gone into the dryer was a perfectly normal amount of laundry, and what came out was a clown car's worth of bedding.

What she was left with was a ridiculous amount of things that had just appeared mixed in with her actual stuff, and it actually felt like less work to get it up to the second floor than to sort through it in the laundry room. So that's what she did. She got it to her apartment, looked at the mess and decided she really didn't want to put anything/everything away right now.

Instead, she ended up being inspired to pull her furniture together to create an extension to the dining room table, which she used to create a fort with the copies amounts of sheets and pillows and duvets she'd pulled out of the machine, until she ended up with the fluffiest, coziest pillow fort possible.

Then she took a picture and sent it to Adrian, with a text reading, If you're free tonight, dress comfortably. Sometimes you had to use the island's weirdness for good.

[For he who is named in the post!]

thatsmysword posting in

Apparently Henry really was doomed to make horseshoes for most of his shifts here. Oh well.

"Suppose there are worse things," he mused aloud to Mutt, as he watched the metal shift in color in the forge. "And if we get bored, we can always go back to swords. Or-- axes. Or a mace. You know, I don't think I've ever made a mace... only seen Father do it..."

Did that make it a good idea or a bad idea to try? Ah well.

[[ open ]]

pocketpretzels posting in

The Station was eerily empty today, due to a deluge of calls regarding the garden gnomes and thefts, so all of the Troopers were out investigating (and secretly hoping to be the one to catch the gnomes in the act).

There was a part of Watts that kind of envied them, as he remained behind at the Station to take care of manning the phones and the like.

stykera posting in

“Have any of you been to Germany?” Stark asked. They were meeting in the Home Ec room again, of course. “Today’s cupcakes are from Germany or at least like something you might find in Germany. Black Forest Cake. Black Forest cupcakes. The Black Forest, the Schwarzwäld, is in Germany. I think I said that right.” He hoped he had.

“Black Forest Cake has cherries. And chocolate. And Kirsch, which is alcohol that tastes of cherries because it’s made of cherries. The cherries have been soaking in kirsch overnight. There wouldn’t have been time to do that during class today.”

“Oh! I have a map today.” An actual paper world map that he’d stuck to the wall and stuck a gold star sticker on Australia and another on Germany. Stark pointed at said map. “There’s Australia for last week and Germany for this week.”

“So, we should bake. Or if you like you can just assemble. Or just eat some after I’ve finished putting them together? I have all the components here to put together if you like or you can try and make your own though you’ll likely need more time.” Of course, this was the last class of the day so there would be time for that.

“If you have questions, please ask. Or if you’ve anything to say about Germany or chocolate or cherries, please do…any of it.”

heroic_jawline posting in

Hello everyone, it's Steve Rogers today with the news of yesterday. In classes, Liliana led her class through a discussion of blue mana, Don got us thinking about the weird Norse cow again, Belle was reading post-apocalyptic fiction, and Cinema Studies watched a movie about a super puma man. Liliana also held office hours and Jonathan came by with coffee, which also make office hours better.

*chittering*

Sure. In town, Steven was taking notes at the museum, Thor was serving beer, and Supper Club was back at a cozy Poe-themed pub. At the Magpie Emporium, Watts told Steph about his spring break plans somewhere tropical, and then Vi came by with breakfast for lunch.

And that's everything! See you in classes!

wrongkindofsith posting in

"There are more types of movie than just nature documentaries," Cara told the class once they'd arrived, which wasn't technically wrong.

"There are action movies," Jane said, trying and failing at not laughing at the movie on the docket today.

"With daring leads and thrilling fights." None of which would be in this film.

Yeah, there was Jane giving up on trying to look serious. "How did we find this again?"

"Library." So really, it wasn't either of their fault they'd picked it.

"That... actually makes sense," Jane settled on. "So, everyone relax and enjoy The Pumaman."

A cinematic wonder. Truly.

noonedecidesmyfate posting in

The castle had not survived and it seemed that the cardboard fort had been utilized to fashion a number of bizarre sculptures around the library.

Belle walked around, admiring the artwork, and then settled in to read about various apocalypse.

There were absolutely some post apocalyptic romances out there.

She was hoping no gremlins were feeling bitey.

mustbeawitch

Yes, the Supper Club had been here before, but Lydia had recently read something about it being the American author the tavern was associated with's birthday or somesuch, and, well, the tavern had gone over quite well the first time around. Nothing wrong with a little festive moment for someone you didn't even know!

So Lydia had sent the missives around, hoping they got to who they needed to get to, and now here she was, waiting for her friends to arrive.

Welcome to Supper Club, everyone!

ifwebeworthy posting in

"It does not have to be something elaborate every week."

Tiny disagreed, apparently.

"There is nothing wrong with it." 'It' being the specials board, which read,

Special
Beer

Thor really didn't see what the problem was. The Devil's Nest was open.

ifwebeworthy posting in

"Last week, we discussed the Norse traditions' origin story for the world," Don reminded his class, "but it raised some questions. Where did the cow come from? Why was there a god already buried in the ice at the beginning of the world? And the answer is very simple: to come to the beginning, you must start with the end. You may have heard of Ragnarok, the Twilight of the Gods, before. It's the story of how the world will end, and the survivors will make a new one. Where I come from, Ragnarok is--was--a cycle, until it was ended." By Thor. "The world ended and was made anew, over and over. So the cow and Buri were both survivors of a previous cycle. See? Simple. Why a cow? Why not a cow? Survivorship of disaster is arbitrary." Don shrugged.

"We'll talk about Ragnarok itself in another class, but for now I want you to think about the cyclical nature of it. Leave aside that where I come from it's pure truth. What does it say, allegorically? What do you think about it? Discuss."

deathsmajesty

The third week of classes and Liliana was only just now having her first office hours. Still, she was certain that if anyone truly needed to reach out to her for some reason or another, they could have. It was not a particularly large island, after all.

Still, the door was open (unless she had a particular visitor, ahem), and she was present, even if she was more concerned with touching up her manicure than anything academics-related. That could change when someone bothered to stop by and not before.

deathsmajesty posting in

Unlike last week's pastoral meadow, this week the class would find themselves sitting around a large table on the balcony of a bustling cafe, overlooking a vast waterway, with tall, elegant buildings that seemed just as much part of the waterway as above it. Rather than more pillows and cushions, they were sitting on a balcony of a coffeashop, many, many stories above ground level, high enough to see the tops of several of the waterfalls. With them was the whiteboard, though the word at the top was no longer peace but
Perfection
And, of course, the same questions from the last two weeks were written out:

• What does blue mana desire? What is its end goal?

• What means does blue mana use to achieve these ends?

• What does blue mana care about? What does it represent?

• What does blue mana despise? What negatively drives it?

• What is blue mana's greatest strength? Greatest weakness?

"Welcome to Ravnica, class," Liliana said and there was no denying the warmth or the fondness in her tone. She loved this plane quite dearly and a lot of care had been put into programming the simulation. "Ravnica is an ecumenopolis, a city so vast it covers the entire plane, serving as proof that mana can thrive even when surrounded by the trappings of industry and civilization, rather than wild, untrammeled nature. This area is rich with blue mana - so much so that the building with the giant statue over there is the home of Isperia, a great sphinx and the guildmaster of the Azorius Senate." Its silhouette was leonine, but only because they were too far away to see the wings folded along its sides.

( Perfection Through Knowledge )

"To follow the philosophy of blue, one must train oneself to examine the world and discover any and every opportunity that awaits - or can be made. Use these opportunities to learn, because with knowledge and mastery one's fingertips, there is no problem that cannot be solved, no question that cannot be answered. Seek not not just knowledge but omniscience, which is just as impossible a goal as perfection, but for blue, it isn't just the destination that's important, but the entire journey to get there, because the journey is where that knowledge is gathered - and where one's own essence is shaped and molded.

throughaphase posting in

fandomhigh_ooc

I'm having A Time and I think I'm in like four meetings today, so here, have a meme we last did in July.

Pose a question (or as many as you'd like, and they don't all have to be in one comment, so you can come back later and add more if you want) to your fellow students, teachers, townies, alumni and expatriates, and they will answer them. These are IC questions and IC answers and should be truthful! They can be personal or silly. You don't have to answer all of them! Nothing counts in game, of course.

So, for example, I'd ping in with a question like 'Are you in love? If so, with who? If not, why not?' And people ping in under me and answer that question. There's no latesies on this, because of the format, so people can ping in at their leisure. And ANYONE can ask questions!

Check throughout the day to see what new stuff may have been added!

wrongkindofsith posting in

*outraged chittering*

Yes, I should probably scold the intern for flattening you just then, but it was funny so I won't.

Up at the School, everyone in the Long Con had a very merry unbirthday, while Creative Writing had technical issues. Gremlins were duelling in the Library, which Caleb ignored, while Cal managed to get roped into joining in.

Over in the Dorms, Caleb was in the Second Floor Common Room watching movies, while in Town, Harley watched a hyena lose to the flamingos in the Park, while Rey had questions. Not necessarily about the hyena.

drumsticksandd20s posting in

For some unknown reason, Steph had been plagued for the past week by a vague nagging sensation that something about her past was... potentially wonky was about the only way she could describe it, really. It wasn't anything foreboding or especially concerning, just the odd awareness that some of her memories from high school were starting to get kind of fuzzy around the edges.

Great. Next thing I know I'll be getting arthritis.

Anyway, she was just going to ignore it.

[OOC: Me @ Squeenix and D9: Haven't you put Max and Chloe through enough? YOU COULD HAVE COME UP WITH NEW CHARACTERS AND A NEW STORY BUT NOOOOOOOO. Anyway, I'm also choosing to ignore it, and open.]

hasaknightjob posting in

The usual morning tasks were taken care of easily enough that day. Which mean that Steven had time to get lost in his thoughts as he sat behind the Welcome Desk.

Currently his thoughts had him thinking of a story. Something about... a museum employee who met an errant fey creature who flew into the museum one morning?

Maybe a time traveling fey creature?

Steven got out his notepad and started to write these ideas down. You never knew what they'd turn into.

He was interruptible if someone needed him, however.

[open]

not_a_haint posting in

fandomhighdorms

Caleb had felt like he'd been dropped in at the deep end when it came to movies so he'd made a trip to the library to do a bit of reading and list-making, and now he was armed with a supply of micro-waved vittles ~~mun just wanted to use that word~~ (enough to share of course) and the instruction manual for the DVD player so he could try to ease himself the modern movie scene a bit.

So far he had ~~Dracula~~ Alucard starring Bela Lugosi from 1931, ~~Metropolis~~ Proletariat Robot Rebellion from 1927, ~~Duck Soup~~ a Marx Brothers movie, and the Rankin and Bass animated adaptation of The Halfling from 1977.

He'd considered Snow White, but decided that Disney deserved to be a project in and of itself.

He'd welcome company.

Current Music: Danse Macabre

talentforlying posting in

"A merry fucking un-birthday to you all, your fake IDs are here," Constantine proclaimed, pointing at the piles of various identifications on his desk. "Find your documents, then grab a seat."

"I want you today to come up with the identity that goes with those documents -- what makes that person different from you, what's the same? Even if you used your real name, if you were trying to get out of a sticky situation, what lies would you tell about yourself?"

"All the really good lies have some basis in truth, and it's best to practice them in advance. Knowing your persona before you start getting quizzed by a cop can be a lifesaver."

afraid_of_marshmallows posting in

The castle from last week was still in the library, but now it was somehow suspended, upside down, from the ceiling. Arden was ignoring it. She had also been ignoring the gremlins dueling one another with foam swords, but that had led to a little bit of a mishap.

Which was why Arden was busily affixing fake flowers to the gremlins, a bite mark visible on her hand, murmuring, "If the rose is knocked off your chest, you lose the duel."

Sometimes these things just happened, okay? Don't worry about that, just focus on the baller song playing pretty much on repeat all day.

totalwildcard posting in

Harley made for quite a visible sight in the park, wearing her bright yellow faux fur coat.

But, yanno. She was there with her giant hyena, so depending on the person, maybe Bruce was still the most eye catching living thing around, 'less you happened to be from somewhere where both spotted hyenas and people with loud fashion senses were a dime a dozen -- in which case maybe the flamingos were the biggest point of interest?

Anyway!

Harley was there, watching Bruce stalk the flamingos by the pond again.

The birds were not having it.

"I keep tellin' ya, baby," Harley called out to him, after a sip from her takeaway cup, "ya gotta watch out for the wings and the legs! And the beak! The whole bird, basically!"

(open!)

good_for_six posting in

Your teachers were here, and a projector was on, so they really were hitting three for three so far this semester.

"The thing is kids," Aphra started them off this week. "In order to write, you need to read. A lot. Good stuff so you can learn what works, bad so you lean why it doesn't."

"And utterly terrible so you have the confidence that whatever you come up with will be better," Isabela added. "And luckily there's a place where you can find all three."

Isabela dramatically pressed a button, and a website appeared on the screen. Isabela frowned at it, then took out her phone, poked at it, and frowned at that.

It wasn't that neither Isabela nor Aphra hadn't noticed the clearly labelled upcoming maintenance warnings on the site, it was just that when it came down to it, they didn't care enough about Earth time-zones to realise it'd be down during their class.

"I guess there's also the library," Aphra said eventually.

stykera posting in

Good morning. Wednesday again, which most of you probably already know. I don’t have many notes from yesterday so this will be quick.

2 notes from the school. Raiden taught his Feeding Yourself 101 students how to make eggs. Ethics was canceled due to…lack of bacta? I wonder if I ought to be concerned about that.

Nothing from the dorms. Sorry, porg.

*chittering*

Why would I apologize to the rest of you for not having many notes? You don’t care. He does!

Finally, one note from the town. Lucifer was at The Devil’s Nest playing piano and arguing with Tiny about appropriate song choices.

That’s all I have. Try not to freeze. It’s cold.

sith_happened posting in

This was entirely Anakin's fault for bragging to Rey about how everyone else got the flu in his house but him.

Class cancelled. Germs are the worst. Earth needs bacta. -AS

[OOC: Both muns have had Days. We'll get you next week!]

carbsliftthespirit posting in

"Okay," Raiden said. "Now that you're familiar with the equipment, let's talk food! Specifically, let's talk eggs. Now, there are a million ways to cook eggs. You could make a whole class out of that! In fact, hmm." He paused, then said, "Something to think about for the future," and shook it off. "Today we're going to make scrambled eggs, because they're easy and delicious. With toast, you've got a great breakfast, or any meal, really. Breakfast for dinner is always a great choice!"

Raiden proceeded to demonstrate how to make scrambled eggs and toast for the class. "You can also add stuff to your eggs, from herbs to cheese or even some bacon or veggies to make 'a scramble,' which is like an omelet only you don't have to be so fussy with it. The sky's the limit! Get to cooking," he encouraged them.

afraid_of_marshmallows posting in

Hey there, Fandom. What up, it's me, ya girl Arden Finch, bringing you all of yesterday's top stories today. I'm oddly cold in this radio station, so we're skipping over all the cute commentary so I can run back to Midnight and cuddle up under my blankets, let's goooo!

School started with Squirrel!, where we denied our ADHD tendencies to put together a puzzle, and then Beginning Gourmet Cooking Techniques made cookies to impress upon us the importance of measuring. Honestly, if I got cookies in exchange for learning more things, I'd probably be a genius. And in Tasks, Professor Pryde-Barton had people trying to get potatoes into holes without touching the red green and the squirrels assure me this makes sense in context, but also, they're drunk before ten am, so you tell me how trustworthy they are.

No Dorms which I'm good with because of the aforementioned cold, and in Town, it was Caleb's - hi, Caleb! - first day at Furnado. Congrats! At the Trooper Station, Officer McGarrett was making important phone calls, and at the Infinite Consortium, Professor Vess found a mask that the squirrels assure me is 'creepy af', before Sairis - hi, Sairis! - stopped by for tea and to catch her up on his week. Professor James Stark brought fries to the Clinic, and at The Devil's Nest, Mr. Tiny was trying to convince Mr. Northman that the people would want popcorn-infused rum.

...That sounds very dubious and I don't even drink.

But anyway! That's all my notes, so this is ya girl, Arden Finch, signing off and heading back to bed. I'll be leaving with you Asha's Queen of Bad Decisions, which represents my decision to go outside at all today. Bye, Fandom!

my_own_advocate posting in

"'Contemporary British'," Lucifer echoed, eyeing Tiny as if he'd lost his mind. "And pray tell, what's 'contemporary British'? Dua Lipa? Absolutely not."

Tiny polished the bar with a swipe.

"Why not?" Lucifer said, shaking his head. "I'm not dunking on her qualities as a hook writer, it's just that I am not a trend-chasing Devil, Tiny. Honestly."

He adjusted his jacket and eyed the keys. "No," he said. "Hm. Contemporary British..." He put his hands down on the keys.

Ah, yes.

"So rock 'n roll, so corporate suit-- So damn ugly, so damn cute. So well-trained, so animal, so need-your-love, so fuck-you-all..." He hammered down on the chords. "I'm not scared of dying, I just don't want to; if I stopped lying, I'd just disappoint you-- watch me come undone!"

[[ the devil's nest is open ]]

stykera posting in

fandom_clinic

After putting a potato in a hole this morning, Stark arrived at the clinic with coffee and...french fries. It seemed like a day for potato products.

"Brought snacks," he said, putting everything down on a counter behind the front desk. "And coffee. Always coffee."

Even the crab got fries which he eagerly snapped up.

"Good weekend?" one nurse asked.

"Just quiet," Stark answered. "Very quiet."

The clinic was open, the crab was stuffed with potato (not like that), and the alien was in.

throughaphase posting in

Once again the students were in the Danger Shop, in front of the house. There was a golf hole with a flag in the distance, surrounded by a red mat around it. Surely whatever it was would be easy!

"Sorry about last week," Kitty said. "Was a lion, et cetera. But we're back this week, and if you follow me, I'll get you into your own scenarios. Come on, it'll be fun."

throughaphase posting in

Morning, guys! This is Kitty, and sorry for last week. I was a lion. Makes it hard to read notes. These things happen.

So we have Gregorith was jamming out to some Chappell Roan at the museum. He also made his way to The Perk, where he met Saris, who was a little thrown off by him.

And that's all I've got. Till next week, unless I see you in classes.

deathsmajesty posting in