A flyer of a different sort begins to appear in the halls and dorms of Rowan...

PAST LIFE REGRESSION

The Decision is Yours.

Basement of Cedar Hall
Fridays at 9pm

A familiar sensation creeps over the sluagh as he sleeps. Rousing himself from slumber, he takes in the room around him, trying to see if he can make out his roommate's form across the room. Only something misty and translucent hangs before the foot of his bed. Above him, one of his broken clocks starts to tick softly ( Read more... )

Hob eases himself out of the boys' locker room and into the pool area. As naked as he was at the Valentine's Day dance, the only item of cloth he carries in is a towel. The pool lights are left off except for the usual emergency lighting that's always present; no need to attract undue attention. With light sigh, the pooka eases himself into the ( Read more... )

Willy knocks on the door to Bonnie's room. One of the posters for the circus in his hand. He shifts from foot to foot as he waits for her to answer. "I hope she wants to go, I think it will be fun." He thinks to himself.

Spindle seems to have decided to spend his study hall away from the theatre for a change. Mainly because I'm tired of that electrified crap they call music. Instead, he's spending it in Shop class. Neither MacDougal or Rossi have ever minded in the past, as long as a) he keeps busy, b) doesn't interrupt whatever class he barges into at the time ( Read more... )

Willy puts up several posters about campus, most in the dorms.

Are you taking cooking lessons from me?
Do you want to take cooking lessons?

Things are a changing!

I will now be giving all cooking lessons together. Saturday afternoons in Blackwillow Hall.

Come by and learn to get your cook on!

Willy.

Khim, hoping to find Hob in, pushes on his door. It's never been locked before...

It's been over a month since Malinda spoke to Freida about her costume, so one night after classes she comes a'knockin'. In her hands she has a medium sized box that could contain pretty much anything, though she does seem to be holding it rather carefully.

((OOC: What week *is* it, anyway???))

Dressed in embroidered jeans and a bright blue t-shirt, Freida raps on Ash's door. "You in there, Fuzzybutt?"

Alexi comes out of his room, and goes to the door next to his. I wonder if Xandros is in. He then knocks on the door.