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[A: Lunchtime!]

[Maria always carries that giant duffel bag around with her in lieu of a backpack, and lunchtime is the best time to see why. At a cafeteria table, she's pulled some of the contents out to sit beside her, and... apparently is trying to read three books as well as eat, all at the same time, while another pair of books and several magazines lie stacked on the table.]

[B: Extra-curriculars!]

[The only real hobby Maria has developed in Garden is Triple Triad, and to all appearances... she might not even enjoy it? Anyone who's played her knows she takes it deadly serious, playing to win. Right now she's sorting through her cards, ordering them by some arcane system only she knows, with all the intensity of a climactic battle.]

[C: The Training Center!]

[One things about Garden's weapon classes: they didn't promote type synergy in the slightest. That is, you could learn to punch, and learn to club someone, but you wouldn't learn how to combine the two into a blended fighting style.]

[This made academic sense; after all, generally SeeDs worked in teams, in which a person using a gun wouldn't need to pull a sword, since they have other fighters to engage in the melee. Still, thanks in no small part to her personal combat idol, she had a distinct interest in seeing if the two styles can be blended.]

[So the evening finds her facing down grats with her gunblades in their mounts and a rifle holster awkwardly affixed to said mount where she can draw it over the shoulder in turn. Watch her for a moment, and you'll see her engage a grat, move to swap the rifle with one of her gunblades and back in the course of the combat, then assess when the battle is over -- adjusting the angle and hang of the holster for a quicker draw.]

[It isn't going very well, but honestly, she hadn't expected it to.]

[D: Dorms!]

[Not long before bed, there's what practically sounds like an avalanche from inside Maria's room, followed by cursing.]

wrnpcs

[It's been a while since we've seen Garden's favorite group of vicious girls... so of course, they're lounging around in the Quad. They're holding up newspapers from their hometowns and disgustedly looking at the pictures.

As par for the course, they're not even trying to be polite with their loud whispers:]

Ugh, why did the off-worlders have to bring those creeps with them?

Seriously! It's not like they're enough of a burden on us. Now we have to fight their battles too?

And really, why did they tick off these creeps in the first place? Do these freaks even have any brains?

[Just for good measure, they eagerly take a newspaper and rip it in half.]

Clearly not.

gunblade-grrl.livejournal.com

[Evening free hours find the SeeD cadet hard at work in the training room with her weapons, but unlike last semester there's something new; as her gunblades snap through the air, every once in a while there's a sharp report as of gunfire, and one of the blades jerks off at greater speed, almost randomly. It's clearly hard work; there's sweat running down her limbs and face, she's breathing hard, and the points of her weapons are starting to tremble as tiredeness saps the perfect muscular control she needs to control the weapons.]

[Given the intensity of the training, one might expect her to be frustrated or at least irritated, but to the contrary; she has a rather alarmingly savage grin on her face. She may be exhausted, but she's alive and loving it.]

kat-asks-later.livejournal.com

[Multiple choice time for Instructor Sunarrow! Either you can find the blood elf sitting in the sun and going over some notes in Thalassian, enjoying some 'quiet time' in the quad (any time away from every pet she owns is quiet time, seriously, even if the Quad itself is not necessarily a quiet place).

Alternately, you can find her in her classroom with the training dummies set up, going at a little target practice, because--well. Kat enjoys shooting things, really, but also it doesn't pay to get rusty. She does have an image to keep up, after all!

Anyone care to join her?]\

(ooc: I have been so fail, sob. Life just keeps trying to eat me, but I keep trying...I love you guys!)

flirtninja.livejournal.com

[Morning finds Edge wandering about Garden. Not looking lost, precisely, but looking as if he lost something and doesn't even know what it is.]

[Every so often he stops to peer at some object. A clock, a railing, a sign, something floating in the lobby's water. After a moment he frowns, shakes his heads, and moves on.]

wildmelody.livejournal.com

Hey all, I'm a new face, just arrived and all so I figured I'd use this bbs to introduce myself. I'm Hibiki Houjou, I'm fifteen going on sixteen and I've just enrolled.

So uh, someone named Luka I'm rooming with at the Inn till we get settled in? I'd like to meet you and all. Thanks!

Oh and if anyone sees a pair of little floating gems, those are mine.

[Later that day, after using the BBS, Hibiki is out and about in the fishing village, jogging and seeing the sights. Everything was so different from Kanon, the city of music. The distinct lack of anything music related was definitely something.

She was adjusting better than anyone she knew, but then again she knew very few on this world. She was worried for Kanade however, but knew that Kanade was a strong girl.]

You're worried about Kanade, Ellen and Hummy, aren't you Dodo?♪

A little.

Well it's to be expected, Mimi. We're separated from the other Fairy Tones too, Mimi.♪

Yeah, but we know how strong they are. Don't you two worry, you're with me, and I won't let anything happen to you two.

notthestars.livejournal.com

[You may be passing by the quad on your way to wherever. You may be busy or you may be relaxed, it doesn't matter, because lying on one of the benches is a young Desi girl wrapped in salwar kameez and a colorful shawl. Her fingers and arms are decorated in jewelry of colorful rings and bangles, with a two special gold rings on either hand. A ring with a pressed in 'L' on the top on her left hand's middle finger, and a turquoise engagement ring on her right hand's ring finger. Her white hair is up in a bun, and a few leaves are sticking out of her locks.

Messy henna is showing on her legs, which she's stretched out across the bench seating. Flowers and dozens of symbols of some strange culture. They're meant for a special occasion which this girl had been before Time Compression brought her to Balamb Gardens.

Her books sit on the floor beneath the bench. She'd slid them beneath the furniture before she'd stumbled into an unexpected nap of sorts.

Anyone is welcome to approach her...because she's going to wake sometime soon.]

pilotypical.livejournal.com

Um, Tiana? I blew up another cake. I think I added too much baking soda.

moirailcompass

( teal dear stuff )

[That's why Nepeta had left for a while, seeking solitude not in her dorm, or in Vriska's, or even the cave she had claimed as her own in the training center. No, instead she had gone out to the city later in the day when there weren't so many people out in the streets. The few that were still out and about mostly ignored her. She sat on the ledge of a fountain, a thermos of tea at her side and notebook open in her lap full of writing in alternian text.

She had never been much of a writer before, but she was beginning to find catharsis in it, and while it didn't answer any of her questions, at the very least it help her to organize her thoughts enough to least realize what some of those questions even were.

((ooc; still answering to threads on event log! will get to everyone, but i wanted this up before the events end/they left fisherman's horizon. expect tags on this entry to be slow till Im done with those ^^;))

winhillmemories.livejournal.com

_{[She'd read the note a few times by now, but it still didn't make an entire lot of sense. Ultimecia was supposed to be gone, right? So why did the note mention Time Compression, among other things? It was a little odd to be hearing about all of this happening again, really, but, well...

Well, the letter had also said to talk to Cid or a SeeD if she had any questions, so she'd do that later. For now, though, Ellone is content with walking around Fisherman's Horizon, to see what's changed.]}

gunblade-grrl.livejournal.com

[There's a problem in the Training Center.]

[That problem is a dragon. Specifically, one that is stuck. Its head is in the Training Center proper, its body in the Secret Area, and its neck is in the passage between the two, which its head is simply too large to transit.]

[It is flailing and trying to pull itself free with enough strength to make the Training Center shake. Its claws, back and fore, rake deep furrows in the ground as they scrabble for purchase and leverage, while occasional jets of fire shoot out of its mouth to roast the vegetation in the center.]

[It is also screaming in the voice of Cadet Maria Cyphert. Except with absolute terror, which no one has ever heard from Maria before.]

HELP! HELP! Oh sweet merciful everything HELP! Aaaaaaaaaaaah!

gumbogifted.livejournal.com

Option A: Early Morning, Kitchens

[Upon entering the kitchens, for whatever reason, one can see a flurry of activity as Tiana is almost everywhere at once! At the sink washing vegetables and fruit, at the counters chopping up a variety of items, at the stoves, ovens, etc. She's everywhere! Cooking. And ... humming? She's humming.

Well. She's certainly settled in well, it seems.

Suddenly, she glances up, mid-chop from the counter where she somehow ended up again (wasn't she just in the pantry?) and notices she's not alone. She speaks up, a sweet yet southern Louisiana accent to her voice.]

Hello there. Can I help you with somethin'?

Option B: Afternoon, Cafeteria

[A bit after lunch and Tiana is moving rather nimbly through the crowd of people, a tray in each hand and one atop her head as she refills the buffet line.

Hmm... To comment or to cause some mischief?]

Option C: Late Evening, Dorms and Heading to B226

[The day is well and over with, things having slowed down enough for Tiana to really think about where she is and what has happened.

A melancholy look over takes the face of the Garden's newest cook as she walks along, twisting the ring upon her hand that signifies her married status. Her married status, in another world where she's separated from her new husband. She continues to fiddle with the ring, the physical contact of it bringing her comfort as she seeks out her shared room for, hopefully, some quiet.]

redcinemareel

(ooc: backdating the BBS part to Friday! Action for today [Saturday])

CALLING ALL GIRLS!

( Flyer embedded into the post + PM )

[Grell can be found in her room, humming softly. The door is wide open as she prepares for guests! Yes, she is wearing that outfit in the picture to Girls Night. Ears and tails. Because she can. There are healthy snacks: veggies, fruits, dipping sauces, cheese, sparkling water, regular water. And for once, her room didn't look like her closet vomited. There are also a whole bunch of blue paper roses pinned to the ceiling by strings. Not a red one in sight.]

moirailcompass

:33 < so the homecoming dance isnt all that far away is it?
:33 < well i guess it sort still is but
:33 < since im going
:33 < i guess
:33 < i was wondering if someone could show me how to
:33 < get all dressed up i guess? =//
:33 < im not really use to furmal occassions
:33 < also vwhisker there something i wanted to ask you

((ooc; if hs text bugs you let me know in the subject line that you don't want it and I'll reply in plaintext))

xnotarunt.livejournal.com

Uh yeah. I was kinda wondering. How do you ask someone to a dance if you don't really know if they're interested? I mean... she's a really good friend and I think I kinda wanna ask her out but I don't know if she even likes me! In other words, how do you ask someone without looking like a total idiot because they probably don't like you back but you wanna try anyway?

[ However, if you have a funny feeling as to who really asked this, she's in the cafeteria, trying to choke down her lunch and wondering why she even made that post in the first place. ]

ronnae.livejournal.com

[Ronnae had attended all her classes, done all her assignments and then some, studied ahead for material that would be coming in the next couple of weeks and finished all the extra credit homework she had asked for.... She had taken on this load so she'd keep busy and wouldn't have to leave her dorm room... Which had been unusually quiet to be honest.

Now however, with lack of things to do, she found herself braving the Garden on a little personal tour. She might as well explore as much as she could while the halls weren't packed with people. You would find her anywhere and everywhere as she made her way through the areas that looked emptier, exploring as much as she could.]

moirailcompass

( academic classes )

( practical classes )

raptorstrike.livejournal.com

[The solid walls and thick ceilings are a bit much for someone unused to them; even windows aren't much help, especially when they're glazed.

So Vol'jin's in the quad, sitting with his back to the wall of the building, a couple official-looking papers strewn around him, weighed down with a few small rocks. He's poking at a course catalog with a pen and noting things down on yet another scrap - really the sort of thing that looks like it'd be better done inside at a desk.

The blue skin, tusks, and strange hands and feet make it pretty clear he's not human from a good ways away... and the way he keeps taking surreptitious looks around his papers at people going by in the distance suggests he's not used to humans any more than they might be to him.

Sighing, he drops his pen and scratches his head, then pushes his hair back into its rough spikes.]

Dey got classes for everyting... and rules for everyting, too.

icesanguinewolf.livejournal.com

[Those out in the training center are in for a surprise today. Instructor Dragonsblood, who's been strangely reclusive for the past while, is absolutely tearing through anything and everything that gets in his way. However, while this itself may be perfectly normal, the instructor himself certainly isn't.

There's a half-crazed look on Kurt's face, his hands constantly clenching and unclenching around the hilts of his weapons. He's grinding his teeth as well, and his breath is coming in heavy, struggled gasps.]

Damn it all...

moirailcompass

[So usually when a nice person warns you about not going into a place because it is forested and full of dangerous animals that will try to eat you, people tend to listen no?

Nepeta not so much. To her credit, she waited a while so that she could recover a bit, but she was mostly a walking bruise underneath her baggy clothing and oversized jacket. Pretty much everything Duo had said when he described the training center were things that appealed to her. Forest, shrubbery, wildlife--she was a girl who had been more or less raised herself in the wild and had hunted for animals much, much larger than herself. The training center sounded like heaven in comparison to the rest of the crowded and overly bright Garden.

It was so strange. She always use to love meeting new people, but this was the first time she'd ever actually had to face so many strangers at once and it was rather unnerving. Her life had been a mostly solitary one, and while she didn't mean to avoid people she just...thought she needed some time alone right now. She fully intended to return to her dorm every now and then, if only because of how fond she was of Ronnae, but right now?

Nepeta was looking for a cave to live in. This was probably against the rules of this place but screw the rules. How would they know?

She paused, hearing a wrestle behind her. Was that one of the monsters she had been warned about? Her claws extended in preparation and she gave the air a sniff before relaxing. No, not a monster. It was a person.]

((ooc; mostly for john-mun but if anyone else wants to hit Nepeta up, you are welcome! Just a heads up that she'll like be cagey/avoidant of strangers right now.))

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Witches Reign

Four Paths to Power [Action, Open]

open; Quad

Does she do anything BESIDES train?! [Action, Open]

[03] action, quad. Or her classroom? Let's try to be a good Instructor...

What am I looking for anyway? [Action | Like, everywhere]

[bbs] and Action Post

01st narcoleptic . action . arrival

04 | bbs, inside kitchen

o8. ♌ action in fisherman's horizon

01{action}

Uh-oh. [Action | Training Center]

001 ❁ [Action]

[BBS | ACTION] GIRL'S NIGHT

o6. ♌ network post

bbs .oo4 | Halp? (Optional action!)

[Action/Anywhere in the Garden] What is this off-day you speak off?

o5. ♌ action | open

action - quad

[Action] Knawing Hunger

o2. ♌ action set in training center

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