((OOC: This is totally open. Basically looking for anyone who wants to drop by, especially those who've been invited to drop by sometime, but really anybody. I haven't done much at Rowan this week so I'm trying to get more involved ( Read more... )

Dressed typically, in black leggings and a red tunic, Alex walks up to Ticklepurr's room. She knocks lightly on the door. A hand moves up to instinctively adjusts her glasses, waiting to see if the boggan is home.

Alex looks around her room, her door left cracked slightly open. Everything is right where she wants it. She's only used her half of the room, expecting a roommate in time. Still, it looks nice. The decor is that of a noblewoman's chambers more than of a teenager's dorm room. A few nice paintings adorn the walls. None of them could be recognized. ( Read more... )

Alex sits down at her computer to type in her journal. It's not actually on-line or anything. She just prefers a Wordfile to a diary ( Read more... )