Room 528, Thursday Morning
Mar. 25th, 2010 10:08 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
Emma had skipped class yesterday, preferring instead to cocoon herself in a pile of blankets and try to sleep-off her powers hangover. She didn't need to give herself a worse migraine by listening to Professor Dèmon prattle on, no matter how entertaining and well-intentioned he was.
She was feeling a bit better today, however, and was bored with sleeping. She'd ventured out of her room long enough for a shower and to steal a movie from the common room, and was now curled up on her bed again, happily humming along.
Hopefully her furred roommate wouldn't mind her choice of entertainment.
[Door and post are open! ETA: Now on SP as I go to the internet-less job.]
She was feeling a bit better today, however, and was bored with sleeping. She'd ventured out of her room long enough for a shower and to steal a movie from the common room, and was now curled up on her bed again, happily humming along.
Hopefully her furred roommate wouldn't mind her choice of entertainment.
[Door and post are open! ETA: Now on SP as I go to the internet-less job.]
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Date: 2010-03-25 03:14 pm (UTC)Someone was Not Best Pleased by the description of Emma bleeding from orifices.
Jack knew Deadpool was not the most unbiased source imaginable, though, so he controlled his worry as he made his way up the stairs to Emma's room and leaned in through the cracked door.
"You look cozy," he said, the slightest edge to his voice.
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Date: 2010-03-25 04:20 pm (UTC)Beka was sitting on top of the bed, her diary open in her lap. Instead of going out for a run, she decided it'd be best to write up the past events.
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Date: 2010-03-25 05:49 pm (UTC)Which was also why he was making a point of showing up in Emma's doorway with a bag of chocolate candies.
"Hey, you," he greeted.
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Date: 2010-03-25 06:39 pm (UTC)Which was to say that even Kate made her way up for a quick visit.
"Hey," she said, leaning against the doorframe. "You okay?"
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Date: 2010-03-25 09:30 pm (UTC)(no subject)
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