November 2009
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Page Summary
- .:AIM:. .:Wednesday, the 27th of February, 2008:.
- .:Email:. .:Wednesday, the 27th of February, 2008:.
- Saturday - March 1st, 2008 - Morning - AIM: Nox/Adora
- Tuesday - February 26th, 2008
- Friday Morning, February 29th, 2008 - Evening AIM: Duncan/Adora
- Friday, March 1st 2008 [AIM: Nox]
- Thursday - February 28th, 2008
- Thursday - February 28th, 2008
- Wed. Feb. 27
- Saturday: March/1/08 - Text
- Saturday: March/1/08 - Phone: Nox/Elle
- Friday Afternoon Feb. 29th
- Saturday March 1st 10:14 am
- Friday: Feb/29/08 - Email
- Friday Morning, February 29th, 2008 - Afternoon
- Monday: Feb/25/08 - Email
- Friday 2/29/08
- Monday 25th Feb
- Thursday 28th February 2008
- Thursday Feb. 28th AIM: Godric/Blake
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Dec. 12th, 2009
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Saturday - March 1st, 2008 - Morning - AIM: Nox/Adora
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Tuesday - February 26th, 2008
Who: Ingrid and Leo
When: Tuesday Afternoon
Where: Ingrid's room
What: Leo comes bearing gifts
Note: This isn't in typical scene form because it just sort of happened in aim but since we still wanted it to happen, we decided to edit it a little and post it anyway.
( Are we really discussing the quality of your tits? )
When: Tuesday Afternoon
Where: Ingrid's room
What: Leo comes bearing gifts
Note: This isn't in typical scene form because it just sort of happened in aim but since we still wanted it to happen, we decided to edit it a little and post it anyway.
( Are we really discussing the quality of your tits? )
Dec. 11th, 2009
Friday Morning, February 29th, 2008 - Evening AIM: Duncan/Adora
Friday, March 1st 2008 [AIM: Nox]
Thursday - February 28th, 2008
Who: James and Will
What: They've been assigned as partners for a project in Supernatural History
When: Thursday Evening
Where: Will's room to start
Fucking hell. Just as he was starting to get himself out of the fucking pit of despair he had found himself buried in and start to recover a bit of his trademark McCafferty swagger, James gets assigned to do a project with fucking Will, of all fucking people. To say that this had put him in a foul mood was an understatement. He was fucking furious about it. But there wasn't shit to be done about it other than suck it up and deal with it. He knew already that this wasn't going to be pleasant.
Cissy wasn't working today, so she had agreed to keep Devon, which was preferred over the daycare that the school provided simply because he knew her and Devon knew and loved her. He didn't like the idea of trusting strangers with his child, and that's what they were at the daycare, no matter how much time he'd spent around them. He'd just dropped the boy off with a few of his toys before heading to the boys' dormitories to track down Will's room where he was to meet him. He had no intentions of staying there, however.
Even his knock sounded annoyed, his jaw set in that way that it did whenever he was facing something he was determined not to enjoy. Even with no memory, James and Will didn't click. And that was saying something. James got along with pretty much everyone when he had no idea who the fuck he had been for the past five years. But this man got on his nerves regardless. They both had huge egos, that was the problem. There just wasn't room for the both of them when they got together.
What: They've been assigned as partners for a project in Supernatural History
When: Thursday Evening
Where: Will's room to start
Fucking hell. Just as he was starting to get himself out of the fucking pit of despair he had found himself buried in and start to recover a bit of his trademark McCafferty swagger, James gets assigned to do a project with fucking Will, of all fucking people. To say that this had put him in a foul mood was an understatement. He was fucking furious about it. But there wasn't shit to be done about it other than suck it up and deal with it. He knew already that this wasn't going to be pleasant.
Cissy wasn't working today, so she had agreed to keep Devon, which was preferred over the daycare that the school provided simply because he knew her and Devon knew and loved her. He didn't like the idea of trusting strangers with his child, and that's what they were at the daycare, no matter how much time he'd spent around them. He'd just dropped the boy off with a few of his toys before heading to the boys' dormitories to track down Will's room where he was to meet him. He had no intentions of staying there, however.
Even his knock sounded annoyed, his jaw set in that way that it did whenever he was facing something he was determined not to enjoy. Even with no memory, James and Will didn't click. And that was saying something. James got along with pretty much everyone when he had no idea who the fuck he had been for the past five years. But this man got on his nerves regardless. They both had huge egos, that was the problem. There just wasn't room for the both of them when they got together.
Dec. 10th, 2009
Friday 2/29/08
Who: Angelina, Xander
When: About 3 or 4
Where: The pool
What: I have descriptor for this.
Rating: I dunno, it's Xander, guess~?
Angelina had never taken the time to try out the pool at the school. She realized that had been a mistake. On these cold days the warm water was wonderful. Earlier that morning she had asked when the pool had quiet hours, when no students were really around, and found out early afternoons were the best. Wonderful. Angel had no classes and no papers to grade. For the time being her job seemed easy--though it troubled her that two of her sponsors seemed very unresponsive to her. A part of her wondered if she should have tried to reach out to them more, or just let them be. It was probably good to let them be, just making sure they knew she was there for them if they needed her.
Somehow...this school didn't take well to angels. She just did not understand why. She was nice and friendly, never did she try to push her views on any of the students. Her class was completely unbiased and she taught about all kinds of angels, not just the commonly depicted ones. Angelina thought she was a good person, someone that everyone could get along with. Clearly not.
Deciding to wash the troubles away, Angel slipped down to the pool at three. She wore a pair of dark straight-leg jeans and a purple blouse over her pink swimsuit. When she arrived she removed of her outer clothing in the woman's locker room, taking a fluffy white towel with her out to the poolside. That was left on a bench before she tested the water with her foot, then jumped right in with a splash. Graceful as always, the angel surfaced and began to swim around in silence enjoying the peace.
When: About 3 or 4
Where: The pool
What: I have descriptor for this.
Rating: I dunno, it's Xander, guess~?
Angelina had never taken the time to try out the pool at the school. She realized that had been a mistake. On these cold days the warm water was wonderful. Earlier that morning she had asked when the pool had quiet hours, when no students were really around, and found out early afternoons were the best. Wonderful. Angel had no classes and no papers to grade. For the time being her job seemed easy--though it troubled her that two of her sponsors seemed very unresponsive to her. A part of her wondered if she should have tried to reach out to them more, or just let them be. It was probably good to let them be, just making sure they knew she was there for them if they needed her.
Somehow...this school didn't take well to angels. She just did not understand why. She was nice and friendly, never did she try to push her views on any of the students. Her class was completely unbiased and she taught about all kinds of angels, not just the commonly depicted ones. Angelina thought she was a good person, someone that everyone could get along with. Clearly not.
Deciding to wash the troubles away, Angel slipped down to the pool at three. She wore a pair of dark straight-leg jeans and a purple blouse over her pink swimsuit. When she arrived she removed of her outer clothing in the woman's locker room, taking a fluffy white towel with her out to the poolside. That was left on a bench before she tested the water with her foot, then jumped right in with a splash. Graceful as always, the angel surfaced and began to swim around in silence enjoying the peace.
Monday 25th Feb
This is a shitty week. It's so cold I feel like I can't warm myself up and everyone's going through some mental turmoil of some kind. Maybe you should all have frontal lobotomys so the rest of us can KEEP HAPPY rather than be dragged down by your shit.
Ugh, see? It's catching.
Ugh, see? It's catching.