Tainted Springs On Campus

A changing wind rushes over the city of Franklin Springs and its surrounding areas and everything is made new. What was in the past remains in the past, some of it will be changed only you can control what has or has not happened. Go forth and enjoy the new life that is Tainted Springs

Who: Price Halliwell Warrington and OPEN
Where: campus
When: afternoon

( Walking around daydreaming is a sure way to walk into someone. )

Who: Bridgette and Bonnie
When: Early Tuesday evening
Where: The Pool on Campus
What: Meeting for the first time
Rating: Low
Status: Incomplete

( Sunburns are not fun )

Who: Mia Thermopolis and Open
When: Late Friday Morning
Where: Outside the library
Rating: Low

Mia had only been at the school for a few days. She had only had a few math classes and she was already doing terribly. Somehow, she thought college would be different. She thought she'd have this miraculous transformation and be good at math, but of course that wouldn't happen. None of her friends were at the school and worse of all Michael wasn't even in the state. He had been called back to work more on his invention, some improvement that would make it even better. Of course he had to go. This time was different. This time she wouldn't be crazy. This time she wouldn't let him go, metaphorically at least. This time they both were adults.

On top of that, she missed Tina, Lilly, Rocky, her mother, Mr. Gianini, her dad, (maybe even Grandmère) and especially Fat Louie. She usually didn't like to use her princessness to her advantage, but it was torture not having her cat with her. She half-wanted Lars to get an apartment off campus and make Fat Louie stay with him, so she could see him more.

Plus, this place was tiny! The entire town probably had as many people as her block back home. It was going to be really tough to get used to. No more Chinese food at 1 a.m. No more crazy traffic. No more subway (even if she hadn't been allowed to ride it for four years).

She slammed herself down on a bench outside of the library and pulled out her iphone. She texted Tina. She had to talk to someone or she'd lose her mind.

Who: Rose and Open
When: Friday, 4 p.m.
Where: Outside of the library

Rose had only been in town for a few days. She had decided to go to a muggle university and on her way ended up here, somehow 14 years before she had left. Technically, she should only be 4 years old, but that was not the case. She had tried and tried to apparate back, but nothing seemed to work. She could apparate, but not forward in time. How had she traveled backwards? Apparation wasn't supposed to allow that! Even if she had wanted to.

Rose was scared and alone, but found the only thing to do was to enroll. She didn't have much of a choice, but she found herself already enrolled and her tuition paid for.

She sat outside of the library with her stack of papers and the books she picked up from the bookstore. None of it made logical sense and it made her head hurt. How was any of this happening? She even knew about magic and couldn't understand it.

She leaned on the bench and just stared, hoping to figure anything out.

Who: Emorie Tilden and Sam Winchester
What: The first official meeting of the two
When: February 23, 2010, afternoon
Where: Emanuelle College Library
Why: Becuase Em has to do research and for someone like her? The college library is the best place
Status: Closed, incomplete.

( Maybe she'd finally get some work done... )

Who: Ares (Open to all; multi-threads welcomed)
What: Jogging
When Feb 22, late evening; backdated
Where: Around campus grounds/campus park
Rating: PG-13 ( language )


( Sometimes running is what we all should do... )

Who: Raven&Graham
What: interaction
Where: on the campus quad first then who knows where after that.
When: Late morning, around 11:00AM
Why: Because Raven has not seen Graham in a while and misses him
Rating: PG-13 for now
Open: Open to anyone around campus

( you broke down every part of me that never thought would ever need you )

Who: Toshiro Hitsugaya and OPEN TO ANY AND ALL!
Where: The Soccer Fields on Campus
What: Toshiro needs to let off a bit of frustration and finds a familiar way to do so. Maybe someone interesting will turn up! *hint, hint*
When: 23 October, afternoon
Status: Incomplete, Multiple Threads are DEFINITELY welcomed
Rating: TBA.


( The last time he was in the human world... )

Who: Hades, OTA
What: Craving interaction -- doing a little studying
Where: On the campus quad
When: Mid-evening
Rating: Pg-13
Open: Open to all. Multiple threads are welcomed!


The days started to get longer for Hades. Things were not going so smoothly in his world -- he and his wife were spending less time with one another. This earthly realm has changed them both in drastic ways. Hades spent the weekend with his nephew; Ares. Ares as of recently driven himself on edge - anger is the mans downfall.

Naturally, Ares would not listen to a word of advice. He would rather burn he world around him then face up to issues that press him so. After 'bonding' time was over, he avoided his dorm room and remaind in different places. Mainly with Ares, a couple times at Captain Jack Harkness's place (for many different reasons >_>).

He found himself a nice place at a picknic table. Spreading his books out and placing a pad infont of him. Hades needed to get a paper down for Dr. Cullens class, at the same time he was craving the need to interact with others. Like most Gods or Goddess, they needed to feel that attention from humans.

Who: Kyra, OTA
What: Studying and interaction
Where: On the campus quad
When: Afternoon
Why: she needs to get some studying done and wants to interact with people
Rating: Pg-13 at the most
Open: Open to all. Multiple threads are welcome :)

Kyra walked out of the cafeteria, slinging her bag over her shoulder. She had grabbed a quick lunch since she had a big breakfast earlier that morning and debated on staying outside to enjoy the fresh air or going to the library to finish her essays that she had to work on for her english classes. She decided on the latter, and walked down the pathway that would take her to one of her favorite spots on campus. The tree that she had taken a point of sitting under was vacant and walked over to it and took off her bag and took a seat on the soft grass. Watching several students walk by for several minutes, she then pulled out her english lit book and then proceeded to read, knowing full well that she would get some more ideas from it for her essays, which seemed to be making her brain fry more than she wanted to show. She could not help but wonder what her family members were up to, not seeing them for some time. She made a mental note to see what was going on with her crazy family and smirked thinking of all the craziness as she read, reaching in her bag and finding a neon green highligher and marked the important information, unaware that someone was approaching her.

Who: Devon and Hades
Where: Hades's place.
When: late night
Why: Who know's
Rating: R to be safe
Open: Nope.

( Curiosity is not for the faint of heart. )

Who: Scott Summers & OTA
What: Moving in to his new office
When Saturday afternoon
Where: Campus building
Rating: PG-13

( A new life with his Queen...or something rather )

Who: Narcissa, OTA
What: Interaction
Where: Her office first then somewhere on campus
When: Afternoon
Why: She wants to talk to people? Idk lol
Rating: PG for now
Open: Open to anyone, espeically family members

( Shine... the weather is fine )

Who: Fuu Kasumi OTA
What: Meditating
When Monday, early afternoon
Where: Campus Grounds; ways away from dorm buildings
Rating: PG-13 (In case someone is mouthy >_>)


Things were going rather--swimmingly, so to speak, for now. Fuu is not about to complain with how things have turned out. She adored her roommate Paige, she became a good friend of hers. Doyle is another friend she admired. As for Mugen, he knew how she felt for him. They got over the huge rift that kept them from moving on.

The weather turned out good in her favor. She decided to take sometime to mediate, clear her mind and re-focuse on her present tasks. She felt that a good mediatation serves for good use, mainly when your own thoughts go against you.

Who: Ares & Open to all staff or students (Multi-para welcomed!)
What: Setting up his office
When Sunday afternoon
Where: In his office
Rating: PG for now


He certainly wasn't sure why he came here. He has recieved word from Hades from time to time, he gained a small interest. He has roamed earth few times, it was all during a different century.

Now the world has changed and the people have changed with it. He heard that Hades took on a much younger apperance, he figured he would come as he was. A teacher is what they called him, he would be teaching history classes on war and genocide.

He grumbles somewhat. Setting up his office as best he could, he honestly wouldn't give a shit if his office looked like a hell hole. What bothered him more is the fact he had to teach a bunch of worthless mortals. Many would never understand the true beauty of war and genocide.

You cannot blame Ares. He is a God, a God of War--he loves anything more but battles and bloodshed.

Who: Sylar and Open
What: Taking notes and making flash cards. Exciting!
When: Lunch time
Where: University library
Why: Because he's pre-med and too busy to socialize otherwise?
Warnings: Probably.

Who: Raven Harrison, OTA
What: Studying... Well trying to
Where: The Library
When: Afternoon
Why: She needs to get some homework done, as well as interacting with people.
Rating: PG
Open: Open to all! Multiple threads are always welcome:D

( Caught in between.. a beautiful disaster )

saWHO: Sayid and Shannon
WHAT: Sayid stalking watching over and protecting Shannon
WHERE: School, outside building she works at
WHEN: At night
RATING: PG? maybe PG13
STATUS: incomplete

Sayid still couldn’t get the thought of the other day out of his head, the day he saw Shannon alive in the streets. Though really it was more like a few weeks ago but time did not matter to Sayid, only she did. She didn’t want anything to do with him for some reason and got away from him. Sayid couldn’t understand why and continued to try and get a hold of her but it seemed that she was avoiding him anyway she could and it was working. That was until Sayid started to watch her. Carefully he’d watch her outside of her class and follow her home and then in the morning he’d return to her place and follow her to work. It really wasn’t like he was some crazy stalker, maybe a little bit but that was something he’d never admit to. The reason he was doing it was to keep her safe, especially after the fact that it seemed a bunch of them were ending up in this small town of Franklin Springs. Sayid never did get to have his meet up with Kate but the message she left him worried him a bit.

After he found out that bit of information from Kate, Sayid started to watch what was going on and did find the others. Mostly he stuck in the shadows just watching but he knew that Ben was back and that was never a good thing. Anything doing with Ben never ended up good and he didn’t want Ben to encounter Shannon. Besides the fact that Ben could easily treat Shannon as she never met him. Though with Ben knowing everything about the survivors of Oceanic Flight 815 he’d of course know of Shannon and probably recognize her if he saw her.

So that was what Sayid was doing, protecting Shannon from Ben and any other harm. Just that, or so he’d tell himself. Of course though he wanted to know the answers to how she was here and well he missed her. He wanted to be able to hold her once more as their time together was cut so short. It seemed that he was never meant to be happy.

Sayid paced back and forth outside the building that Shannon was in. He didn’t have a view of her anymore as she moved into another room and that made him worry. Anything could happen to her and he couldn’t see it at that moment. Finally a sigh of relief escaped his lips when he saw her come back into the main room, the room that had the large windows. He could tell she was getting ready to leave. Sayid moved towards the door of the building though still trying to stay far away enough so she wouldn’t see him, sticking to the shadows and the darkness. He waited for her to open up the door and head out for the night.

Who: Angelina and Abby
Where: Abby's Office
What: A talk and Lunch
When: Lunchtime
Rating: PG at most


Angelina had some things she wanted to talk to Abby about, most of all just needed someone that wasn't Tony or an 8 year old to chat with. As she didn't want to show up with just a need to talk Angelina stopped by the restaurant and picked up lunch for the two.

Once she had lunch and a drink she was sure Abby would love Angelina headed over to the campus to her office. A soft knock on the door she hoped the cheerful woman was in her office.

Who: Narcissa&Edward
What: Interaction
Where: Somewhere on campus
When: Afternoon
Why: Because I say so:P
Rating: Pg for now
Open: Sure

( How can I decide what is right, when you are always clouding up my mind? )

Who: Paige and OPEN

Where: Library

What: Studying


( Studying )

Who: Raven, OTA
What: Interaction
Where: Somewhere on campus, more than likely the auditorium then who knws where
Why: She is sort of unhappy, and wants to sing
When: Afternoon, after her first class
Rating: PG at the most
Open: Open to all. Multiple threads are welcome

( Fairy tales don't always have a happy ending do they? )

Who:  Bella and Edward.
Where: The Campus
When: Whenever.
Open: Alice, other twilighters.

Who: Crowley OTA
What: An entrance into town, a quest for an Angel ('a specific one, mind, it's not just a craving,')
When/Where: This afternoon/the campus graduate library
Warnings: Unlikely, but I'll let you know. Um, whoops. NC-17.

It had taken a couple months, and a shameful amount of searching, before Crowley had tracked down Aziraphale's trail. Or, more importantly, Aziraphale's more precious books. Really, the easiest way to track the Angel, was to see where his library seemed to be residing. He was sure to be nearby.

He finally found his Cosmographia, in a backwater little college, in some backwater little state in America (he really wasn't quite sure where, having been far more familiar with the other Georgia). He made his way there with only a few stops along the way, shopping a few libraries (and librarians) of his own. Making his way into the building he had been directed to, he paused to speak to the man at the desk.

"I'm looking for a Mister... Fell, I believe," Unfortunately, Zira's human name was much more subject to change than his own, and he could never tell which alias (or title) he would be going by. "He's... British. Tall, glasses... has an annoying air of righteousness around him?" The description just seemed to make the student librarian more confused, so Crowley rolled his eyes (unseen, behind his sunglasses), and brushed past her, into the library proper. Just to be spiteful, he started shifting a few books around, interrupting the sorting order, turning some upside-down. He was certain the Angel would come out to see who was treating his precious articles that way, almost more likely than he would come to see the demon himself.

WHO: Betsy Taylor, Open
WHAT: Well... not counseling anybody.
WHEN: Late Afternoon
WHERE: Her campus office
WARNINGS: Just some more vampire!FAIL.


All in all, for the first time since she could remember after her unfortunately timed death, Betsy Taylor didn't have it so bad.

Being counselor was pretty posh so far; she had her own office, her own hours, and either nobody at this school had issues or nobody wanted to talk about them. Most likely the latter. Betsy could remember counselors from her time at college. They were mostly just... there to be there, as far as she could tell. Like, it was totally necessary to have one incase some dorm kid killed himself, but every other minute of the day they were just this extra person on the payroll. What did counselors do on their free time? Well, Betsy was currently surfing the internet. She wasn't really big on purchasing shoes online because you never really knew what the mail carrier was going to do to the poor dears, but that didn't mean there was any harm in some playful browsing. The current Ferragamo line looked like it was shaping up. It was always disappointing when it started getting colder and people thought they had to adjust their footwear for it. Minnesota had been very particular with this tradition, though there was always that brave native here and there that didn't wear a single hat, scarf, or boot until deep into January. Here, though, Betsy would have to decide how she felt about the art of wearing high-heels on ice. She owned tennis shoes, it wasn't like she wouldn't wear them--they were just... a last resort. Yeah. Emergency footwear. Who didn't understand that?

Though from what she'd seen of the campus so far, there were quite a few students that had tempted her to marker in "Fashion Consultant" over her shiny counselor name sign. Now that was where you could help the masses. There was nothing more depressing than going through college badly clothed. It could put a bad mark on your whole future.

( I'm calling the fashion police! Right after this shoe sale is over... )

WHO: Dean Winchester
WHAT: Research?!
WHEN: Afternoon
WHERE: Campus library
WARNINGS: What? Lil' ol' Dean? ...

Ever since he and Jo had had their little voice message war, Dean had turned his phone completely off, resorting to turning it back on whenever he wanted to check if anyone else had left him some words. It was lying out on the table with his hand absently resting there, fingers occasionally tapping against the blank screen whenever he was concentrating extra hard. Dean's other hand alternated from rubbing along the side of his forehead and sitting in wait near the edge of the book in front of him. That's right: book. There were, in fact, several of them stacked nearby.

This whole thing was more or less out of his league, and he would rather have just used his brother's computer--with some well scheduled breaks for... recreational surfing--but since he'd ordered Sam on supervised lock-down, it would've been difficult to pull the thing away from him. Not that Sam would oppose the idea of Dean apparently trying to look up stuff about his current condition, but he may not as much appreciate the whole angle this was coming at. All the books here were only to find out what it really meant that your "soul" was gone, and what these mystical creepy components could do about that. Not necessarily permanently.

( Even if I say // it'll be alright // Still I hear you say // you want to end your life // Now and again we try // to just stay alive // Maybe we'll turn it all around // cause it's not too late // It's never too late )

Who: Raven Harrison, OTA
What: Trying to study
Where: Campus library
When: Sometime after dinner
Why: She has been neglecting her studdies..
Rating: PG at the most
Open: Open to all! Multiple threads welcome:D

( It's not how you play by the rules, it's how you play the blame.. )

WHAT: Meeting up with Fuu
WHERE: Some place that provides food on campus
WHO: Mugen and Fuu
WHEN: Monday at lunch

( Read more )

Who: Edward & Bella
Where: Home.
When:Morning.
Why: Interaction.
Open: Alice and NPC Jasper.

Who: Queen Gorgo, King Leonidas and any of his students
Where: Campus
When: Afternoon
Rating: Open


Leonidas insisted on the best. Gorgo had to agree with his taste, the animal-hair brush he gave her hair a beautiful sheen. Repeating the graceful motion, over and over she continued until she was satisfied. For the longest time, she’d been hesitant about leaving their dwelling without her King. People stared at her, specifically men. The Spartan beauty didn’t understand the men were appreciating her. Decidedly different, she walk like the queen she was. In Sparta, if men looked at her, she was unaware; it was disrespectful when lust for their queen crossed her face. She was sure that Leonidas loved her; he possessed her as any king would his finest treasure.

Face beautiful by design, it needed no help to reflect the natural beauty with which she was born. This was probably why the women in this strange town were envious. Gorgo would never get use to the wandering eyes of the men, and icy glares of the women, the queen in her could deal.

It hadn’t taken her long to learn the way to ‘his work’ as Leoniads explained it. This world did not have a king, it had a President, whatever that meant. A Spartan king could solve the problems touted on the rather large thin box in the room in which they lived. He called it a ‘living room,’ she didn’t understand why. Nor could she wrap her head around the fact people were small enough to get into that annoying box. Gorgo continued to be curious about the world, and the time in which she’d suddenly appeared. Head held high, movements graceful and regal she made her way toward her love.

Gorgo found a place to wait until she could make her presence known. Leoniads took time to think out his military moves, his edicts, everything that concerned the people for which he was responsible. Now she waited away from everything, waited until her king would notice. Their connection was strong, only deep thought or problem would keep him from realizing that she stood behind him. He would feel her presence, and that gave her comfort.

Who: Echo and open
Where: Campus
When: Day
What: thinking
Rating: TBD


Echo had a lot on her mind, but for the most part she was handling the way things were. Though the morning sickness couldn't seem to tell time and she spent a lot of time worrying about whether or not she was in over her head or not. The one thing that Echo did know was that she wouldn't have made it through this whole ordeal if not for Gray, he had really gone to great lengths to make her feel not only safe, but loved and that was something the young witch had needed for a good long time.

Thought it appeared that the young girl was intently studying, she was focused on these things, focused on Gray, on their new home, and the child she would be bringing into a world she was unsure she could even endure much less a young life that would be fully dependant on her.

WHAT: Fixing Computers
WHERE: On campus
WHO: Ed and Ein
WHEN: Friday afternoon
OPEN: Very
RATING: PG-13 tops

As Ed happily worked on fixing one of the on campus vending machines Ein was within her sight as the little dog took full use of the break to do his doggie business. "Stay close boy, just about done!" Ed called to the dog as she reached for a part. She explained,"This sort of problem is nothing new to these older machines, I would suggest an upgrade to the dollar changer but otherwise when in doubt give me a jingle" handing over one of her business cards. She got Ein back on his leash,"One more job boy, fixing a laptop for one of the professors. Want to help me find the right office?" as Ein happy arfed. Feel free to say hi to the little dog, he's super friendly along with his young master.

Who: Echo and Graham
Where: On Campus
When: Morning
What: an uncomfortable meeting
Rating: PG-13 for violence and mentions of bad things he's done.



( Someone should have warned the boy not to mess with a moody Witch. )

Who: Giles and Gray
Where: Circulation desk at the Library
When: Morning
What: Offering Gray and his girlfriend a job
Rating: G

( Read more... )

Susan Pevensie
Very early Saturday morning
Somewhere on Campus
OTA
PG-13 tops (she's just emotionally a mess)

Susan's heart was offically empty and breaking, she had only now figured out her family had been snatched back to their proper time period. The young queen found herself just walking around campus with no place to go but more scared of her own feelings, nobody knew the truth but for Peter and Edmund after all. Her mind was spinning right alongside her quickly breaking heart,*Can not trust anyone here* as she slumped against a tree, tears softly falling down her cheek. Susan was not asking for much but for something very simple,"Oh Aslan" her breaking whisper spoke volumes. "If I can not have my family here please send me someone that will understand my heart. I just feel very alone here"

After that the only sound was the quiet tears trickling down Susan's cheek.

Who: Serena van der Woodsen (OPEN)
What: Arriving at the school
When Sep 26, 2008 (early morning)
Where: In front of the campus' main building
Rating: PG


( Bitter sweet arrivel )

Who: Booth and Bones
Where: Her classroom, just after her class
When: Afteroon
What: Talk (He's gonna probably get hit.)
Rating: TBD

The fury rose in Booth when he found out that Bones had never been told he was actually alive. Knowing this explained a lot, though he didn't understand if she didn't know he wasn't dead why she wasn't at his funeral. In the time that Booth and Bones had worked together he felt they had grown a bond as partners, and yet she didn't come to the funeral which bothered him. Booth of course was going to make a point to ask about that, once he finished pouting about it.

Booth slid into the back of the classroom unnoticed, and sunk into a nearby chair, not wanting her to be thrown in front of a group of people, though he did wish she would hurry up with the boaring lecture.

Who: Neal Shaara (OTA)
What: To all who find a passion in the science lab
When Tuesday 09, 2008, approx. 6:29 pm
Where: Science Lab
Rating: TBA


The Science Lab seemed to be active as of lately. The RA for Terrace House H could be found knee high in books, papers, and different expierament's taking place in the Science Lab. His days consisted of either finishing his assignments ahead of time, doing double assignments to keep ahead or even helping out the Science professors with their own classes. If he could not be found in classes he'd be in the library with his nose stuck to a book and writing notes down like a mad man.

There should be so much as to how a man can place his knowledge out to the world. Neal wanted to over exceed that limit to no limitations. He gave himself no life, no life whatsoever. He had a mission to complete, it would be to find out how to break the genetic code for mutant's(being one himself), he wanted to find out the origin--the truth of who he was.

A loud yell could be heard down the hallway and a small explosion. A little trouble in the world of Science? Perhaps.

Who: Gray 'Harkness' and Remus
Where: English Classroom.
When: After Class. Tuesday.
Why: Interaction.
Open: TBD.

WHO: Betsy, Openplz
WHAT: Arriving for her assignment
WHEN: As the sun sets
WHERE: The school campus
WARNINGS: Intense vampire failure. Probably also intense vampire puns, references, and nicknames. Seriously, Bets doesn't know when to stop.

Before she'd arrived in Franklin Springs, Betsy had been loaded down with an unnatural amount of paperwork-- and this was saying something, when a former secretary gawked at a stack of paper. It was, turned out, Sinclair and Tina's idea of "light research". As if she could spend two days out of her last precious weeks being home learning up on how much rainfall this dinky town had gotten in the last month. Who gives a rat's! The whole thing had ended up in the back-seat of her car, anyhow, and as she strolled along the campus green, picking idly at her nails, Betsy contemplated starting a bonfire with it but then reconsidered. Apparently, unholy creatures of the night and things that were flame-y didn't get along and she should really start appreciating some of that.

Her easy stroll was interrupted by the start of a yawn and then a quick hand raised against her mouth to cover it ( seriously, people who just open-mouthed yawned like it was no problem needed to be told that nobody liked the view ). Even though the sun was disappearing down the horizon, Betsy had woken up at some obscene non-vampiric hour of the day, and sunlight still kept her rather drowsy. She'd been practicing for days on end and she'd finally managed not to conk out, dead to the world, the instant the rooster crowed. Now she just stayed awake, dead to the world, and gave herself a supernaturally enhanced pinch when she felt her eyelids flutter.

By the way-- always always make sure you can supernaturally heal before you supernaturally stab yourself with your own fingers. Betsy had sort of hat-trick lucked out with the whole healing, stabbing, not feeling pain anymore thing. But imagine if she hadn't!

As it was, this vampire chick was drowsy, bored, and on a whole irritated to be back on a campus again when she'd totally handled the whole college thing already once, but she was determined to make the most of this. She'd even worn some of the better Casa Dei's for the occasion. Not the best-- but the better. Glancing down to admire the spectacularly red and black footwear, Betsy glanced up nearly just in time to run into a wall. Whoa! Hold up there, cowgirl! She steered an emergency path away from the collision and then glanced around, pressing the packet of information she had taken with her against her-- not heaving, but still well-clad-- chest. Really? She was across the lawn already? When had that happened? Sheesh, she'd have to be reining in that whole sinful monster speed-demon thing. If it wasn't one thing, it was another with these new vampire digs!

Ahem, but yes. Nobody saw that. Smoothing out her modernly striped skirt, Betsy adjusted the folder in her hands and squinted a bit at the writing there. Take a left at the... at the what? Marc and his doctor scribbles. She was supposed to be at an administration building but there was seriously no administration building around here. Ugh, she could go for a smooth coffee right now-- or really, anything to drink. Figures that this was probably supernatural now, too.

Luna Lovegood,Angela Montenegro
On Campus
New Workstudy
PG-13 tops

Luna had gotten word that her workstudy had been changed while she was away in England seeing her father pre start of classes. So there she was at an office doorway and she knocked via her good hand. "Hello? Miss Montenegro?" came the soft accented call of the petite blonde. "I would be your new workstudy, Luna Lovegood from the art program" she added just to be on the safe side.

Who: Clark and Liz Williams
Where: on campus
What: Trying to convince the roomie that he's Clark
When: Mid Morning
Rating: PG most likely

Clark had already been back to the farm and completed his chores. The day was still young and there was so much more he could do. Hopefully he wouldn't get a call from Ollie to go and help out the boys, carrying Oliver to wherever they were needed was never the most fun thing to do.

He dropped off a cup of Chloes favourtie coffee from the coffee shop in Smallville, sometimes things from home always tasted better.

Who: Graham Pritchard and you
Where: Campus
When: Now
What: Arriving

( Anyone I know here. )

All students still need to enroll in classes.

Classes begin August 18th.


Any students interested in on campus employment please see the Student Aid office.

Who: Ginny and Kyle
Where: Somewhere on Campus
When: Mid-Morning
What: Much needed time together
Rating: PG tops, they are good kids. Just lots of mush

Ginny sat by one of the trees as she watched for Kyle. Recent events like the gas and all the girls with kids had freaked her out and well it had taken her a tiny bit longer to deal. But now all she needed was some time with Kyle, he kept her sane on some basic level. She also had a little bag of treats from her quick trip home since classes were due to start soon. But right now all she wanted was to give Kyle a hug.

Who: The Doctor and the Master
Where: The Doctor's Office
When: Mid-Morning
What: The Doctor is telling him about Messaline (and Jenny)
Rating: These two? Who knows...

The Doctor was sitting at his desk, reflecting on just how strange the last few days had been. He'd become a father (technically). He'd had fatherhood snatched away from him before he'd actually come to terms with it. He'd pointed a gun at someone's head.

And he'd planned a road trip to Disneyworld.

He knew which one he'd prefer to dwell on, and, consequently, had just got off the phone with an old friend from UNIT. Getting his beloved old car, Bessie, shipped over to America was proving to be harder than he'd anticipated, but the Doctor was fairly certain he'd succeed sooner or later.

There was a box of lemon cakes sitting on the desk, among the scraps of paper and bits of electronic circuitry. Without really thinking about it, the Doctor took one out and started to eat it.

Who: Luna and OTA
Where: Outside The Library
When: This afternoon
Why: Luna was going a little stir crazy and decides to work outside
Rating: PG-13 tops

As Luna perched herself and her sketchbook against a tree outside the library she kept an eye out for moon frogs, having spotted some near the pond a few nights before. But in spite of the brace she was actually in good spirits today, a new project or two always helped in that case. "Today all I need to do is finish a sample for Miss Perkins,new batch of flyers for the twins and a second order for Peighton" making a mental to do list. She decided to visit the shop later to drop off the new idea and to hang out for a bit with Fred and George, they could always make her smile after all.

But for now Luna was working via her good hand and watching for those pesky moon frogs, feel free to peek in or say hello.

Who: Cissa and Giles
Where: The Library
When: afternoon, after Cissa's conversation with Draco
Why: She needs help looking for books
Rating: I want to say Pg for now

( Do you think you can help me..? )

Who: Melpomene and OTA
What: Just arriving and being all, what i do believe the kids call 'emo'.
When: Sunday evening
Where: On campus somewhere
Rating: PG


There was a slight shimmer in the air before the young muse known as Melpomene walked out of seemingly nothingness, her knee length dress swishing around her legs as she moved. She looked the perfect part of a gothic punk princess who walked right out of the 1980's, which fit her perfectly.

She quickly surveyed her surroundings with searching eyes, sniffing the air slightly. She could smell the dark emotions radiating in the small town, the worry and fear and pain. The mortal realm was the best place to be when in Melpomene's line of work. After all being the muse of tragedy tended to lead her to mortal realm quite a bit, humans being so quick to wallow in their emotions after all. She knew that without a doubt, before long she'd be inspiring artistic souls all over. After all, that's what she did and she was good at it.

Smiling a small smile she walked through the campus, picking up on the many troubled thoughts of the young people coming and going. She had a feeling she was going to like it there, which only caused the smile on her face to grow.