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[Marco is wandering around campus about to do Disciplinary Committee Rounds and whistling to himself. As he whistles, occasionally a few birds come and land on his head or shoulders or arms and whistle and tweet back to them. In fact, by all appearances he appears to be talking directly to them. Still he continues walking around, deadpan as can be, as though there was perfectly nothing strange about being surrounded by a bunch of birds asking why he has to be out so late and are phoenixes related to owls, and hey where's that loaf of bread he promised? They've got babies to feed you know!]

So long as you hush when I'm sneaking up on someone you can have a hotdog too, okay?

[One bird keeps tweeting an objection to this. She doesn't like hotdogs.]

Fine, you can have fruit.

[This seems to quiet her down.]

pyromatics.livejournal.com

[Once the bones had been set and the sling tightly bound around his upper torso and shoulders to keep the one arm close to his body, Zuko was still unresponsive, but his breathing did manage to even out after a while. His chest rose and fell with each deep breath he took while unconscious, completely and blissfully unaware of whoever was in the room with him an hour after Katara and Toph had hurried him to the Infirmary for Dr. Kadowaki to tend to what Katara couldn't heal on her own.]

[ooc; right after this; if word ends up reaching the other atla cast, this is also open to you guys as well since ... well they were all in the class prior to this happening :)]

ready-set-fire.livejournal.com

[This is a very annoyed-looking young man wandering down the corridors, grumbling about 'make-up classes' and 'stupid temporal-screw-ups'. You might recognise him from a couple of months back, but to Ace, it feels like he was only gone for a day. Which is why it really sucks to get yanked back to find that so long has passed, he has to re-start lessons . Feel free to torment him. ♥]

watertides.livejournal.com

[Katara has run straight from the beach back to Garden after this little incident-- and it's obvious that she's upset by the way she's crying.

She doesn't want to head back to her dorm just yet, though. A wave of homesickness has overcome her as a result of the woman's accusations, and she finds herself seeking something that reminds her a little of home, of her world at least. So her feet carry her off towards the Quad, the particular area empty for once as people were enjoying the change of scenery outside the floating school.

Situating herself beneath one of the large trees, Katara hugs her legs to her chest before burying her face into her knees, body curled up into a protective ball.]

acrescentwish.livejournal.com

[It had taken some doing, but as Selphie stood in the middle of the decorated bar, the green eyed girl swelled with excitement. Thanks to the help she had received, Dollet's bar had turned into the perfect place to hold her carefully planned party.

In one corner of the bar, tables and chairs had been moved to clear a space large enough for the night's entertainment to begin setting up. It was still early, so the band was still positioning stands, amps and other items as they began to tune up for a nights worth of playing. Selphie left that to the band, knowing when to back out of playing party planner and leaving things to people who knew best about their own equipment.

The rest of the tables and chairs were set up at the other end of the bar, just in front of a longer table set up with food, non-alcoholic drinks, plates and glasses. She had managed to get a fair enough spread of food, hopefully catering to the diverse tastes of the Garden residents. Anyone who was old enough for alcohol, had the option of going to the actual bar of the establishment. Among what they could order there, Selphie had set several single serving bottles of several types of drinks on ice, the large bucket sitting up on the bar where it could be easily watched, and any underage lurkers could be shooed off.

For now, all that the party needed, was the partiers!]

( OOC Information RE: Invitations, Planning. PLEASE READ. YOU ARE INVITED )

pyromatics.livejournal.com

[While Garden was docked in Dollet, Zuko had no care to wander out like the rest of the cadets had eagerly and curiously done. He stayed inside. Inside his dorm room was more like it, flipping through the pages of one of his textbooks. There was a faint scowl growing on his face and his page-flipping picks up the pace until he's slamming the book shut and shoving it to the other side of his bed.

His roommate was out; he had the entire dorm to himself.

There's a faint noise at the main door of the room itself and Zuko tilts his good ear towards it, listening intently. As silent as ever he rises from the bed and quietly stalks out of his room and into the front area to see a piece of slightly crumpled paper at the door. Crumpled as though someone had struggled to get the paper into the room from underneath the door.

Zuko moves to it and crouches, snatching it up, pulling it open to read familiar characters:

Good Guy,
I think we should talk. Come alone, the training center, 1130pm. Tell no one.

From,
Another good guy.

A quick step out into the hallway reveals no one there and Zuko narrows his eyes, the paper crumpling in his fist as he curls it slowly.]

snotbending.livejournal.com

[Toph's standing right at the directory, looking straight at it. The person who had given her a tour had said that she would find her way around by looking at the directory.

She would have, if she could see it.]

Stupid guy...

tardytardis.livejournal.com

[ to those who are semi-awake, one might hear a voice shouting, then a little metal thing comes around the corner, into the quad. the Doctor--er, John Smith, as you may know him--is following it, ranting and raving. ]

No, no, no! Bad cat, bad cat! Oh, this is the last time I engineer a robotic cat, absolutely the last time, oh, well, alright, maybe the second to last time.

[ once he finally catches up with it, he places a foot upon it and sighs, pulling a hand down his face. ]

Blimey. Rewiring, then. Yes, time for that.

redcinemareel

[There was an open bag of sugar, about six lemons that were squeezed and juiced, a pitcher filled with ice and lemonade on a table (who knows where he got it from), and a stunning red head humming while stirring the lemonade drink with a long spoon and reading his text book for his Information Technology class. Hurray for multitasking!

He was...actually doing well in that class! If only his other classes got the same attention.

There were some pre-filled cups on the table as well, and a sign that said 'FREE LEMONADE'. He may not be good at making tea, but he will make some excellent lemonade!]

(ooc: Grell's in the quad, giving out lemonade. Better than coffee.)

Current Mood: accomplished

fierybluebird

Does anyone know the world record for not sleeping here? I think it might actually be close to a couple weeks in my world. That, or two of my friends set it by fighting five days solid. Either way, I think I'm as strong as Jinbei and the other one. So I'm just going to stop sleeping for now. And live off tea's caffeine. So if you see me nodding off while studying for tests? Just poke me.

How's everyone else holding up?

dangerousthings.livejournal.com

[Apparently, some poor soul Luki annoyed the living daylights out of decided that a silk screening kit would be a good way to distract her. And distract her it did. All of Luki's favorite targets to pester have gotten several hours of blissful quiet while Luki worked dilligently and waited for the fabric paint on her newly designed t-shirt to dry.

Now that it has dried, she's proudly wearing it, a little black skirt, her striped stockings, and her black and pink shoes.

The shirt looks a little something like this:

Luki's skipping along looking quite satisfied with herself.]

(ooc: Credit for the original shirt design goes to the creators of Least I Could Do)

bendthis.livejournal.com

[Rock climbing plus lack of good sleep sounds like a terrible idea. Oh-so-terrible. Good thing he ate all the meat he could at lunch--that should keep him going.

Sokka stands in class and rolls his neck before popping his back. If everybody else can do this, he can do it too. He's a great climber! He took all that advice from Aang's crazy dreams and praticed, didn't he? Not to mention that all the sword work has definitely given him some great looking arms.

Lacing his fingers, Sokka nods cracks his knuckles. Stretches his arms over his head and then left right, left right, and down to touch his toes. Okay! Time to rock this class.

... Get it? Rock the class? Rock Climbing?]

fatechange.livejournal.com

[ Allen can handle a nightmare or two, or three. In fact it's not all that uncommon for him, nightmares that aren't quite nightmares. But well it's been a week and he's almost at the point where he's barely sleeping. ]

[ That forcefully bright smile of his, it's wavering, giving way to a tired grin when people look at him too long. He's actually probably being a bit creepy but he can't tell. TOO TIRED. ]

[ So as he's trying to make his way to class he somehow ends up in the cafeteria instead. Probably because it's the one place that he remembers the location of without effort. He contemplates trying to find his way to where he's actually supposed to be but...it's not really worth the effort. So he's going to wait outside until they start serving food. He will be found plopped outside, staring at nothing. If you catch him wandering around he'll just be avoiding reflective surfaces, thanks. ]

shops-a-lot.livejournal.com

[Bulla's in the quad. For the past few days, she's had several nights of upsetting nightmares. One involved being abandoned and never seeing her parents again. In another she'd had twice now, all of the powerful warriors she considered family and close friends were left to defend the world against an evil menace with only her left standing - and she wasn't strong enough. There was nobody to protect her, and she hadn't been strong enough to protect anyone.

Horrible as those were, there's another nightmare where she's reliving a past experience. Infected and possessed by a parasite, she turns against one of the family's oldest friends, giving the vengeful being possessing her father her energy to make him even stronger. In the back of her mind, she knows this is wrong. She wants to resist, to fight. But in the end, all she can do is watch the violence the cruel parasite is inflicting on her loved ones.

This is the nightmare Bulla's having right now. She went to the quad to find peace, and fell asleep. Her dream right now is anything but peaceful. Eyes shut, she squirms and flinches, even talking in her sleep]

No! Stop!

[What will you do? Wake her from a cautious distance? Shake her? Drop water on her head? Give her a much-needed hug?]

redcinemareel

[These nightmares...why did they have to be so vivid? All that pain and suffering upon him, instead of the other way around. It was taking a toll on his sleep, and was currently on his second day of no sleep. Even reapers needed sleep, and Grell especially cared for having enough rest to maintain his beauty.

The halls were mostly empty where Grell was, due to it being Friday afternoon, when he heard the voices. They were whispers at first; very familiar whispers that had the hairs on his neck standing up. He walked faster, but that only made those whispered voices louder, their sound bouncing off the walls of the empty hallway. He taught himself to never look back, so he just kept his focus ahead of him, practically speed walking. He bumped into another student, but didn't bother to apologize, or more like he was too in a daze to do so. Not like he would have anyway.

It was as if a whirlwind of voices had enveloped him at this point. The more he tried to escape them, the more they fought to the surface. Green eyes shut tightly as he covered his ears and ran, eyes wide open now. Anyone could see the panic in his eyes, the craze, the whites that overtook his naturally green eyes as he fled from unknown and unseen enemies.

'Can't get caught...don't look back...'

The scenery changed so quickly. He wasn't aware of where he was, just that he needed to go faster. Running on no sleep for seventy two hours and little to eat or drink left Grell's already slightly unstable mind snap. He stumbled a few times before catching his footing and resuming his personal chase, with him as the prey.

'They'll catch you...don't stop...']

(ooc: He's...anywhere and everywhere around the Garden, so catch the Red Typhoon wherever you want! Be warned that he may or may not lash out at you. *sticks up 'Beware of Scythe' sign*)

Current Mood: distressed

runaway-chosen.livejournal.com

[ When you can't sleep, there's not much you can do on your own other than fight monsters or read. So, the training centre, just after curfew, again. Colette is a little oblivious to curfew - some part of her vaguely remembers it, but the training centre is open, and over in the "secret area" there's such a pretty view of the Garden, all lit up at night! It's nicer than staying in the tiny dorm.

Sat down quite comfortably by the wall, a small pile of confusing textbooks by her side, Colette bites her lip as she reads a confusing paragraph for the eighth time this evening, hoping that it will eventually make sense.

Not much luck there... in the hopes that a later paragraph might make more sense, Colette turns the page, eyes widening in apparent horror as she, misjudging the page turn, manages to rip a corner of the page off.

Ah! This is a library book!

Colette jumps up to her feet, looking around her for someone who might have some of that very, very useful stuff this world has... "sticky tape"?

Does anyone even bring sticky tape to the training center?

Even if they don't, Colette is all on her own...]

pyromatics.livejournal.com

[There was a reason for why Zuko had been born into the Fire Nation. A reason for why he was a firebender and not a waterbender. He hated water, or at least swimming in it. It was for mostly personal reasons, even if he did enjoy sitting in a nice bath in the royal bathhouse.

So now he stood at the steps leading into the shallow end of the pool, arms crossed over his chest, a frown on his face. Did they really expect him to get in there?

And these shorts weren't the most comfortable items of clothing for this particular sport.]

{{ooc; it's an open action post. If you have swimming 101 at 15:30 on mon/wed/fri - this is the place for you :)}}

bendthis.livejournal.com

[Welcome to... this big metal floaty place.

Yeah.

So, welcome to this big metal floaty place that doesn't really look anything like a garden but supposedly is, and you're going to be a student. In classes. Instead of going home and saving the world. Er, probably saving the world. Mostly likely saving the world.

Always better to soak up information like that on a full stomach--which is why Sokka's found the cafeteria and is scooting down the line, loading up a tray. Really loading it up. More or less it looks like he's trying two or three of everything.

Hey, free food.]

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[action; infirmary; locked to katara and toph--read ooc note]

1|| Bringing Unsexy Back

003 [Quad]

[Action - Dollet Bar] It's a Party Tonight

[in garden; locked to snoozles and sparky]

o1 @the Directory

00:02. (quad)

My Lemonade Brings All the Boys to the Yard~

[BBS]

003

boomerang oo2. [ROC 101 T/TR 1530]

✝ one

003

Don't look back.

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[mon/wed/fri -- SWM 101 - 1530]

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