The Viewing Globe

WHO: Guin and Open
WHAT: Guin has to do some paperwork, but is all for going out
WHERE: Guin's office
WHEN: September 3rd, after lunch

( Sometimes, she surprised herself with the amount of paperwork she accumulated )

WHO: Linde and Ethan
WHAT: Ethan causing trouble and seeing if Linde will join in
WHERE: Campus
WHEN: September 3rd, late evening, about eight PM


Ethan's tiny arms were full of bags. As he walked whatever was contained by the bags clanked and jangled together in a loud and somewhat annoying consistency. Ethan was grinning. He was grinning because he had a plan. It probably wasn't a fantastic one, by any means, but the day had been dreary and nasty, and aside from meeting that new blonde kid, he hadn't really done anything of interest. Now he approached Linde's door. He knew the other man pretty well, they weren't as close as say... he and Erin were, but the tiny brunette had noticed a definite lack of Linde around lately, and intended to fix it. With his full arms he was unable to knock at the other man's door so instead he kicked, small foot making a satisfying "thud" against solid wood. As the door opened Ethan lost his grip on one of the bags and it spilled, spray-paint cans rolling here and there. "Aw damn!" He declared and looked up at Linde. "Hey. How's it going? Wanna get into some trouble with me?"

WHO: Ionia & LA's Ranger Team
WHAT: Attacking the city
WHERE: Somewhere in LA
WHEN: 8/31, 6:00 PM
RATING: Probably PG-13 for violence and language

( Ionia had a plan. )

{Christen said that LA's team can cover this attack. Lucky LA! Posting order - Quinn, Nic, Ethan, Hank, Lindsey with Ionia jumping in as villainy is needed. Feel free to move the dog monster around, keeping in mind it knows to react/dodge/par somewhat to various karate moves. Feel free to branch off as needed for various parts of the attack if wanted.}

WHO: Erin & Ethan
WHAT: Camping trip - getting firewood
WHERE: Forests south of Angel Grove
WHEN: 8/29 - 12pm

Erin had decided that - before anyone else could tell him to do it - he would be helpful and go out in an effort to find firewood. They would probably need it for s'mores later on, and since nobody else had taken initiative, it seemed like the right thing to do. He wasn't exactly great at picking this stuff out, but he would do his best. He and his sister had been on camping trips in the past, and neither of them were hardcore city kids. He had his head held high as he struck out into the forest, grinning, enjoying the fresh air.

So interested in what he'd set out to do, Erin walked right into Ethan, who had - up until now - slipped under his radar.

WHO: Will and OPEN
WHAT: Shootin Pool
WHERE: Get Some Bar & Grille
WHEN: 8pm, August 21st

The balls were splayed across the table in an odd assortment of solids and stripes, in a multitude of colors, and numbers. The prismatic effect they had against the bright green material of the table brightened the atmosphere of the room, and for an instance drew the eyes of anyone who passed by as any table like it had before. On the edge of the table sat a glass bottle, dark in color, its contents unknown to all but the man standing at the table holding the pool cue. Dressed in a red button down shirt, and light colored jeans, Will surveyed the table thoughtfully. The only ball that mattered to him at that moment was the cue ball, and where it was going to go. For some it was the geometry of the game that appealed to them, while others it was the rush of adrenaline that came from putting down money against the guy standing across the table. Will appreciated the luck of it all. You had to hit the ball at just the right spot to determine if whether it would go in, or if it would spin out of control, and knock nothing in at all.

He had been at the table for the past twenty minutes, already playing two games by himself. It wasn’t that he was killing time he told himself, it was more about centering himself, and bringing the focus to his mind he needed. Meditation came in many forms. Some sat silently in a room listening to waterfalls; some put colored balls into pockets. With the shot lined up, the grit of the wooden pool cue starting to dig into his left finger as he used it to balance the end of the stick, he was willing to risk his luck, so he pulled back the cue, and pushed it forward, the tip smashed into the cue ball and sent it hurtling forward, nothing obstructing its path as it landed in one of the corner pockets across the table. He had scratched.

WHO: Ethan, Adina, Quinn and open if anyone's interested
WHAT: WATER BALLOON FIGHT
WHEN: August 20th, Noon O Clock
WHERE: The lawns of main campus. :D

Ethan had spent the better part of half an hour lurking in one of the maple trees on campus, hoping for a victim. It was an impossibly hot day, the sun scalding down on Angel Grove and California like it was trying to roast the state. Wiping sweat from his brow, Ethan peered through the green leaves, hoping for anyone to drop his water balloon on. As he leaned forward, the brunette slipped a little and made a yelping noise, his free hand darting up to grab at a branch. Oh what an irony that would be. A Ranger falling and breaking a limb because he was goofing around in a tree.

Below him, right near where he had left his oh-so-inconspicuous bucket of water balloons, was a flash of movement. Dark hair, colorful clothes.... without any thought Ethan released the pink balloon in his hand, shouting out "Bombs away!" as it fell. He would either have a partner in crime in the next few minutes-- or a mortal enemy. Either way he couldn't wait.