Aug. 9th, 2011

[identity profile] totallynotaspaz.livejournal.com
I guess I should mention it here, just in case.

I got really sick, so I'm going to have to stay in the infirmary for a while. I don't know how long it'll be until I'm well enough to leave, but for now, I guess my teachers shouldn't expect me in class. Although if anyone can bring me the homework or notes from my classes, I'd be really grateful!

-Danny Masters


[Should anyone choose to come seeking Danny out, he can be found in the infirmary in a bed looking very, very exhausted, but not asleep. He has a book with him from the library to help pass the time, but right now it's closed and on his lap--he doesn't feel well enough right now to strain his eyes with reading.]

((OOC: Danny will be in the infirmary until August 20th-ish. He'll be available for action threads in the infirmary, but won't be able to leave or interact over the BBS, unless he gets a laptop or something. Thus, any responses over the BBS will not be replied to, but feel free to find him in the infirmary! (Laptop courtesy of Gavril, so he can respond via BBS now too!)

EDIT: crazy-weird post-dating this to after Olette's and Jazz's introposts, whenever they go up. TL;DR: All you really need to know is Danny posts this just a few days after the move to Fisherman's Hook.))
[identity profile] lolsensors.livejournal.com
How much for these?

[The shops in Fisherman's Horizon aren't all that whelming. At least the air here is clean compared to Gotham. It feels... weird. Nice, but weird. There's a young boy with dark hair and blue eyes browsing a little way's away from Drunkman Alley. He gets himself a pair of sunglasses — or tries to, until the shop owner makes a face and tells him there's a "problem".]

Huh? Oh — gil, right. Sorry, my bad.

[The kid takes back the American bills, rifling through his pockets for a few seconds before replacing them with a bunch of coins. Not sure if those shades match with the cadet uniform, but he seems to really want them... As soon as he's got them on, the boy seems more relaxed, hands back in his pockets as he wanders off.]

[Dick Robin Dick will be investigating various parts of the locale if you want to run into him! Setting up any sort of scenario inside the Garden is cool, too.]


(ooc: Neville! Are you here somewhere? Robin is your roommate. :D Want to meet up at the inn or anything?)
[identity profile] butwedonot.livejournal.com
 [ Rocking forward onto his toes, nimble fingers snag a book from one of the shelves and draw it down to tuck under his arm. It was easiest, most days, to find Professor Xavier in the library or in his office. As of late, more so the library, picking up new bits of information for the students and welcoming any questions that might need answering. If nothing else he was a friendly man, albeit a tad arrogant at times. A few steps to the side and down another aisle he pauses as he slides a chess stratagem book he plucked secondly from the shelf over the much heavier mathematical biology book. Wrapping his arms securely about the set he makes his way down toward the public computers. He had a simple little note to put up before he decided to slink back to his office and spend the evening reading; ]


Dear TAC 101 & BIO 101 Students;

While I have always been one to appriciate creativity in most forms, I find that writing a section into your essay of 'why it should get an A' is more detrimental than anything otherwise to your grade. I'm not going to point anyone out specifically, but those few know who you are. I simply didn't count the section toward your overall word count and have sent the essays back to your inbox. 

Other than that everyone seems to be doing rather well, I'll see you in class.

Professor Charles Xavier



[ OOC: You can bugger him on BBS or anywhere from the library to his office. Also, hi! ]
[identity profile] loversidolrise.livejournal.com
I guess I should say hi. I'm Rise Kujikawa and I just arrived here recently and I'm looking forward to getting to know all of you.

[Action]
[Rise can be found sitting in the Quad, happily looking around at the others walking by. It was a new place and one she wasn't expecting to even be here. She eventually stood up and started to walk about a bit more, going up to people and asking questions.]

Excuse me, but can you help me with something?
[identity profile] erosion-sucks.livejournal.com
I told you, I don't need a chaperone, Twinkle Toes.

[Toph and Aang are standing around the quad, waiting for someone. Toph is going to have Words with her student-slash-best friend's best friend.]
[identity profile] nvrstrikestwice.livejournal.com
[BBS PM to: Damian Razem]

I'd like to speak to you; please come to the cafeteria during lunch hour.

-Instructor Lightning Farron

[BBS PM to: Fang, Sazh, Serah, and Vanille]

It's Hope's birthday on Saturday, and Snow and I are planning on throwing him a surprise party in one of the classrooms. We could use the help, if you want to help, but I know he'd appreciate you all being there. Just let me know if you can help or not; there's a lot that still needs doing before then.

-Lightning

[Action: Dorms, Hall 2, Room 220]

[As just about everyone knows, construction is about to begin, and just about everyone's packed. Lightning is as well, as evident by the near overstuffed bag on her bed. So why, if her bag is packed, is she on her hands and knees on the floor like she's looking for something? Seems a little concerned, too.]
[identity profile] suriyan.livejournal.com
[First day in a brand new world... Strangely enough, Olette's finding it pretty okay. Once the initial shock sets in and she's pretty sure that she can't return home, she decides she's going to make the most of it!

... Well, she was going to make the most of it. She only had to make one step into the Training Center to quickly realize that she wasn't really cut out for military life. Her, fight? That sounded more like something Sora or Hayner'd do. Not her. She wasn't the fighter.

So instead, after that rough wake-up call, she marches to the cafeteria with her letter and catalog and peruses it there. Since there really wasn't a free chair - most of the kids had dragged those off to other tables - she decides to instead sit on the table. With her legs crossed, she situates herself on the top of the table and carefully reads the catalog from cover to cover.

For a military school, this place doesn't seem that scary... not on paper, at least.]

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