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  <title>Reims Academy ( Logs )</title>
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    <name>Reims Academy ( Logs )</name>
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  <updated>2012-01-21T01:49:03Z</updated>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:reimsactivities:35068</id>
    <author>
      <name>Mei-Ling Hong ≈ [Hong Meiling]</name>
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    <lj:poster user="parlezvousnaps" userid="37233502"/>
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    <title>[ OPEN ] </title>
    <published>2012-01-16T06:11:17Z</published>
    <updated>2012-01-21T01:49:03Z</updated>
    <category term="#open"/>
    <category term="!tag format"/>
    <category term="mei-ling hong"/>
    <content type="html">&lt;font size="3" face="Courier New"&gt;CHARACTERS:&lt;/font&gt; &lt;span  class="ljuser  i-ljuser  i-ljuser-type-P     "  data-ljuser="parlezvousnaps" lj:user="parlezvousnaps" &gt;&lt;a href="https://parlezvousnaps.livejournal.com/profile/"  target="_self"  class="i-ljuser-profile" &gt;&lt;img  class="i-ljuser-userhead"  src="https://l-stat.livejournal.net/img/userinfo_v8.png?v=17080&amp;v=924" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="https://parlezvousnaps.livejournal.com/" class="i-ljuser-username"   target="_self"   &gt;&lt;b&gt;Meiling&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and her CR!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="3" face="Courier New"&gt;LOCATION/SETTING:&lt;/font&gt; East Quad Lounge / Lobby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="3" face="Courier New"&gt;DATE &amp; TIME:&lt;/font&gt; January 7th, evening&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="3" face="Courier New"&gt;WARNINGS:&lt;/font&gt; None, unless you count mentions of movie violence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="3" face="Courier New"&gt;SUMMARY:&lt;/font&gt; Meiling's birthday party and &lt;a href="http://reimsacademy.livejournal.com/81982.html" target="_blank"&gt;movie night&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are three phases to tonight's festivities!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Phase one:&lt;/b&gt; The party! In Meiling's room in East 607, cake, punch, and other snacks have been set up for all her invited guests. (This is limited to the SDM crew, and close friends. The kind who would actually know it's her 17th birthday today, and would be in for cake and presents!) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Phase two:&lt;/b&gt; The movies! After opening her gifts and stuffing her friends full of the various things that Sakuya and others helped provide, she has set up a large TV in the first floor lounge of her dorm block. Tonight's lineup? &lt;i&gt;Legend of the Shadowless Sword&lt;/i&gt;, &lt;i&gt;Empress and the Warriors&lt;/i&gt;, and &lt;i&gt;The Warlords&lt;/i&gt;. Don't worry - they all have English dub tracks. (Open to anyone who heard about the event previously - assume she made another network post about it sometime prior to it, please! - or anyone just passing by.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Phase three:&lt;/b&gt; After all has been said and done, and the curfew approaches, Meiling makes sure everything is as clean as they can really get, she grabs her &lt;a href="http://i.imgur.com/c6IN1.png" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt;brand new Snuggie&lt;/a&gt; and carries one tiny blond girl back to her room in the North Quad to tuck her in to bed. Fortunately, she has a &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Monkey-King-Superhero-Journey-ebook/dp/B004I1KRUK/ref=sr_1_6?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;qid=1326692180&amp;amp;sr=8-6" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt;bedtime story&lt;/a&gt; in mind for just such an occasion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(OOC: Mingle and tag around as you like. Just mention which "phase" if any you have a preference for. I'll be using [Action tags] just to speed things up.)</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:reimsactivities:34601</id>
    <author>
      <name>Sakuya Izayoi</name>
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    <lj:poster user="floweringknight" userid="37181608"/>
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    <title>Is This How You Make Friends?</title>
    <published>2012-01-03T11:41:26Z</published>
    <updated>2012-01-03T11:41:26Z</updated>
    <category term="youmu konpaku"/>
    <category term="sakuya izayoi"/>
    <content type="html">&lt;font size="3" face="Courier New"&gt;CHARACTERS:&lt;/font&gt; Sakuya Izayoi, Youmu Konpaku&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="3" face="Courier New"&gt;LOCATION/SETTING:&lt;/font&gt; Starting in the Quad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="3" face="Courier New"&gt;DATE &amp; TIME&lt;/font&gt; Lunchtime after &lt;a href="http://reimsacademy.livejournal.com/81055.html?thread=6707103#t6707103" target="_blank"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="3" face="Courier New"&gt;WARNINGS&lt;/font&gt; None&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="3" face="Courier New"&gt;SUMMARY:&lt;/font&gt; Two fumbling butler-types making friends or something&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;[Sakuya was doing an excellent job of hiding any nerves about this; what was there to be nervous about? It was just something he'd never really done before... which was nerve-wracking in its own way, but this was really a dumb thing to worry about. Youmu was a nice enough guy, and sensible, so there no reason they shouldn't get to know each other better. Sakuya'd just never... purposefully made friends before. They just happened sometimes. Which was probably why he didn't have many.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In any case, as promised, he was waiting outside of the North Quad when lunchtime rolled around.]&lt;/small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name='cutid1-end'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:reimsactivities:34406</id>
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    <title>Winter Formal 2011</title>
    <published>2011-12-18T05:17:58Z</published>
    <updated>2011-12-18T05:19:12Z</updated>
    <category term="winter formal"/>
    <content type="html">&lt;font size="3" face="Courier New"&gt;CHARACTERS:&lt;/font&gt; EVERYONE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="3" face="Courier New"&gt;LOCATION/SETTING:&lt;/font&gt; Grand Hotel des LaSalle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="3" face="Courier New"&gt;DATE &amp; TIME:&lt;/font&gt; 8:00pm, December 17, 2011&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="3" face="Courier New"&gt;WARNINGS:&lt;/font&gt; teenagers at a dance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="3" face="Courier New"&gt;SUMMARY:&lt;/font&gt;  The Annual Reims Academy Winter Formal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://s121.photobucket.com/albums/o202/ninjasin/?action=view&amp;amp;current=maller_wedding_150-530x353.jpg" target="_blank" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;img src="https://i121.photobucket.com/albums/o202/ninjasin/maller_wedding_150-530x353.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" fetchpriority="high"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;a href="http://reimsacademy.livejournal.com/81485.html" target="_blank"&gt;Administration Memo regarding the Winter Formal.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/small&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:reimsactivities:34089</id>
    <author>
      <name>Marisa Kirisame</name>
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    <lj:poster user="a_digital_witch" userid="36749400"/>
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    <title>Our secrets are as surely revealed by what we want to seem to be...</title>
    <published>2011-11-22T03:26:57Z</published>
    <updated>2011-11-22T03:27:38Z</updated>
    <category term="corinne knowledge (koakuma)"/>
    <category term="patchouli knowledge"/>
    <category term="marisa kirisame"/>
    <content type="html">&lt;font size="3" face="Courier New"&gt;CHARACTERS:&lt;/font&gt; Marisa Kirisame, Patchouli Knowledge and Corinne Knowledge&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="3" face="Courier New"&gt;LOCATION/SETTING:&lt;/font&gt; East Quad, Room 405&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="3" face="Courier New"&gt;DATE &amp; TIME:&lt;/font&gt; Morning, Sunday 11/13&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="3" face="Courier New"&gt;WARNINGS:&lt;/font&gt; sleeping girls, a same-sex relationship and angst&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="3" face="Courier New"&gt;SUMMARY:&lt;/font&gt; Corinne discovers her older sister's relationship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It wasn't as early in the morning as Marisa thought it was, but it was the weekend and without an alarm, she always slept in late.  She was warm, comfortable and wrapped around her girlfriend after a night of being up late playing video games.  No... thoughts of things like breakfast or getting up before eleven wasn't anywhere on Marisa's mind.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deeply asleep and snoring softly against the back of Patchouli's neck, she didn't even stir at the sound of someone knocking on the door.  But someone was going to have to answer it eventually...&lt;a name='cutid1-end'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:reimsactivities:33941</id>
    <author>
      <name>藤原　妹紅  Fujiwara no Mokou</name>
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    <lj:poster user="nadegiri_flame" userid="20180656"/>
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    <title>Wastin away again in Margaritaville / Searching for my lost shaker of salt</title>
    <published>2011-11-04T00:54:32Z</published>
    <updated>2011-11-04T00:54:32Z</updated>
    <category term="michael redding (pyro)"/>
    <category term="mokou fujiwara"/>
    <content type="html">&lt;font size="3" face="Courier New"&gt;CHARACTERS:&lt;/font&gt; Mokou and Pyro&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="3" face="Courier New"&gt;LOCATION/SETTING:&lt;/font&gt; Somewhere far and away from authority figures&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="3" face="Courier New"&gt;DATE &amp; TIME:&lt;/font&gt; Nov 5th&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="3" face="Courier New"&gt;WARNINGS:&lt;/font&gt; Kids drinking&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="3" face="Courier New"&gt;SUMMARY:&lt;/font&gt; Mokou snuck Pyro off to help cheer him up with Man's Best Friend; Booze. Cheap wine, in this case.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;-Mokou took another long pull from the bottle, their second of the day, before passing it right back to Pyro and replacing said bottle with her cigarette.-&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that's the story as to why some people think I set that kid on fire. To be honest, it was just lucky coincidence on my part. I guess some power above wants me to come off as a total badass to people.</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:reimsactivities:33612</id>
    <author>
      <name>Sakuya Izayoi</name>
    </author>
    <lj:poster user="floweringknight" userid="37181608"/>
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    <title>Rumble at the Rink [Open]</title>
    <published>2011-10-29T01:15:41Z</published>
    <updated>2011-10-29T04:00:25Z</updated>
    <category term="aya shameimaru"/>
    <category term="marisa kirisame"/>
    <category term="sakuya izayoi"/>
    <content type="html">&lt;font size="3" face="Courier New"&gt;CHARACTERS:&lt;/font&gt; Everyone &lt;s&gt;who is super cool&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="3" face="Courier New"&gt;LOCATION/SETTING:&lt;/font&gt; The gymnaium and some of the surrounding area.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="3" face="Courier New"&gt;DATE &amp; TIME:&lt;/font&gt; October 29th, Evening&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="3" face="Courier New"&gt;WARNINGS:&lt;/font&gt; Kids Partying! Depends on what shenanigans people get up to... if it turns 18+, you should probably take it to a separate log.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="3" face="Courier New"&gt;SUMMARY:&lt;/font&gt; REIMS HALLOWEEN PARTY! Organized by the Student Council and Student Ambassadors, come one and all for games, dancing, music and costumes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's Halloween! Okay, not quite, but it's the Saturday before Halloween since the Student Council decided (after being leaned on by the faculty) that it would be better to host late-night activities on a weekend instead of Monday night. The gymnasium has been done up in orange and black, the path outside is lined with jack-o-lanterns and it there's music playing inside - popular songs for now, though there's going to be a live band on stage later.  The inside of the gym has all kinds of refreshments and candies as well as a large space for dancing and mingling. There's a few booths for various activities and games as well as the food drive collection, but there's a lot more outside of the gym too! Anything you think a good Halloween party/carnival should have, it's probably there! Almost everything is student or staff run, but you never know what kind of talents your fellows might have...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;[OOC:&lt;br /&gt;-This is a school run event, so there will be chaperons looking to break up any fighting, indecent touching or other no-nos at the party... but the lighting is suitably "spooky", so you might be able to get away with things...&lt;br /&gt;-They'll also be pulling aside any students with inappropriate costumes, both because of indecent exposure/inappropriately sexy or being too gory/distasteful.&lt;br /&gt;-Activities: GO WILD. Feel free to say your students are playing at or running any kind of booth or event, like raffles, fortune telling, games, anything you can think of! Keep it a bit reasonable though, since they'd have to be staff pre-approved for the event.&lt;br /&gt;-Posting Style: Make a thread with the subject heading "Location/Activiy - Character - Open/Closed to [Character(s)]" for each place/event/time during the party you want. So feel free to make as many of these as you want for different places/events/times, and feel free to hop into any Open threads or make new responses to headers! And don't forget to tag yourself into the log!&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;b&gt;Definite Headings/Events Happening&lt;/b&gt; or &lt;b&gt;Prompt Ideas:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--Costume Contest&lt;br /&gt;--Band Performance by Shin (&lt;span  class="ljuser  i-ljuser  i-ljuser-type-P     "  data-ljuser="a_hired_pistol" lj:user="a_hired_pistol" &gt;&lt;a href="https://a-hired-pistol.livejournal.com/profile/"  target="_self"  class="i-ljuser-profile" &gt;&lt;img  class="i-ljuser-userhead"  src="https://l-stat.livejournal.net/img/userinfo_v8.png?v=17080&amp;v=924" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="https://a-hired-pistol.livejournal.com/" class="i-ljuser-username"   target="_self"   &gt;&lt;b&gt;a_hired_pistol&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;)+Marisa (&lt;span  class="ljuser  i-ljuser  i-ljuser-type-P     "  data-ljuser="a_digital_witch" lj:user="a_digital_witch" &gt;&lt;a href="https://a-digital-witch.livejournal.com/profile/"  target="_self"  class="i-ljuser-profile" &gt;&lt;img  class="i-ljuser-userhead"  src="https://l-stat.livejournal.net/img/userinfo_v8.png?v=17080&amp;v=924" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="https://a-digital-witch.livejournal.com/" class="i-ljuser-username"   target="_self"   &gt;&lt;b&gt;a_digital_witch&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;)+Kuri (&lt;span  class="ljuser  i-ljuser  i-ljuser-type-P     "  data-ljuser="blackandbluemix" lj:user="blackandbluemix" &gt;&lt;a href="https://blackandbluemix.livejournal.com/profile/"  target="_self"  class="i-ljuser-profile" &gt;&lt;img  class="i-ljuser-userhead"  src="https://l-stat.livejournal.net/img/userinfo_v8.png?v=17080&amp;v=924" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="https://blackandbluemix.livejournal.com/" class="i-ljuser-username"   target="_self"   &gt;&lt;b&gt;blackandbluemix&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;) and possibly others!&lt;br /&gt;--DUNK TANK&lt;br /&gt;--A Haunted House set up in one of the nearby side-buildings&lt;br /&gt;--Fortune Telling&lt;br /&gt;--Bobbing for Apples&lt;br /&gt;--"that thing where you're blindfolded and someone takes you around a room and sticks your hands in bowls of peeled grapes and cold spaghetti"&lt;br /&gt;--Anything you see other people doing!&lt;br /&gt;-Have fun!]&lt;/small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name='cutid1-end'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:reimsactivities:33302</id>
    <author>
      <name>Sakuya Izayoi</name>
    </author>
    <lj:poster user="floweringknight" userid="37181608"/>
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    <title>Loud and Clear, 524 [Closed]</title>
    <published>2011-10-19T22:31:00Z</published>
    <updated>2011-10-26T08:22:37Z</updated>
    <category term="corinne knowledge (koakuma)"/>
    <category term="remilia scarlet"/>
    <category term="patchouli knowledge"/>
    <category term="flandre scarlet"/>
    <category term="meiling hong"/>
    <category term="sakuya izayoi"/>
    <content type="html">&lt;font size="3" face="Courier New"&gt;CHARACTERS:&lt;/font&gt; The Scarlet &lt;s&gt;Devil&lt;/s&gt; Mansion&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="3" face="Courier New"&gt;LOCATION/SETTING:&lt;/font&gt; Sakuya's Dorm Room&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="3" face="Courier New"&gt;DATE &amp; TIME&lt;/font&gt; October 19th, Wednesday Afternoon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="3" face="Courier New"&gt;WARNINGS&lt;/font&gt; Silliness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="3" face="Courier New"&gt;SUMMARY:&lt;/font&gt; Halloween is coming! Time to decide on costumes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow, in the past thirty minutes, Sakuya's room had become a den of estrogen and chattering, with Remilia, Flandre, Patchouli and even Meiling having invaded. Busying himself with serving refreshments, he tried not to worry too much about it and just hope Kyosuke didn't need to do anything in here for a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"So just what is it we've all been gathered here for?" he asked as he started to pass out drinks. "Something about Halloween, you said?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;[Post order... JUST GO FOR IT???? do we want to sort into rounds or just post freestyle?]&lt;/small&gt;&lt;a name='cutid1-end'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:reimsactivities:33121</id>
    <author>
      <name>Pyro [RED]</name>
    </author>
    <lj:poster user="muffled_noises" userid="22009014"/>
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    <title>Have a drink from an empty cup [open]</title>
    <published>2011-10-13T15:34:06Z</published>
    <updated>2011-10-13T15:34:06Z</updated>
    <category term="#open"/>
    <category term="red pyro"/>
    <content type="html">&lt;b&gt;CHARACTERS:&lt;/b&gt; Pyro and whoever happens to be nearby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;LOCATION/SETTING:&lt;/b&gt; Outside of the west quad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;DATE/TIME:&lt;/b&gt; October 13, after dark.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;WARNINGS:&lt;/b&gt; Underage smoking, cursing, and just a general warning for Pyro's behaviour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;SUMMARY:&lt;/b&gt; Pyro's trying to be alone for a bit. Someone fix that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secluded area? Check. Out of sight of doorways and windows? Check. Alone for once? Also check. It was about time, too -- he'd been getting exhausted by the forced interaction the school seemed to push on him at every waking minute. Hell, it was every sleeping minute, too, on account of his roommate. He'd even left Hephaestus in his room. Truly alone with the silence and the empty sky. He fished a crumpled pack of cigarettes out of his pocket along with a lighter. He lit it and took a long, slow drag from it. He exhaled the smoke with a sigh. How nice to be alone, even if only for a few minutes.</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:reimsactivities:32864</id>
    <author>
      <name>Marisa Kirisame</name>
    </author>
    <lj:poster user="a_digital_witch" userid="36749400"/>
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    <title>"Floe being gone makes me wish I'd given in once."</title>
    <published>2011-09-26T01:15:48Z</published>
    <updated>2011-09-26T01:15:48Z</updated>
    <category term="floe sibyll"/>
    <category term="marisa kirisame"/>
    <content type="html">&lt;font size="3" face="Courier New"&gt;CHARACTERS:&lt;/font&gt; Marisa Kirisame and Floe Sibyll&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="3" face="Courier New"&gt;LOCATION/SETTING:&lt;/font&gt; South Quad, Room 407&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="3" face="Courier New"&gt;DATE &amp; TIME:&lt;/font&gt; Evening, 9/25&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="3" face="Courier New"&gt;WARNINGS:&lt;/font&gt; heavily implied f/f sexual activity (fade to black)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="3" face="Courier New"&gt;SUMMARY:&lt;/font&gt; Floe comes back to Reims and Marisa gives her roommate a very warm welcome while she was still free to do so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The room was a mess.  With Marisa being the only one living there, her natural messiness - organized chaos is what she called it - had taken over the room.  She could still find everything she needed and if one took the time to really look at the room and not just the mess, they might have seen the pattern in the madness.  Still, it was a mess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clothes on the floor in the one corner of the bedroom, books ALL over the main room, and a few dirty dishes were the things that stood out.  Next to that?  On one wall of the bedroom was a newly installed white board covered in computer code and Marisa's bizarre shorthand along with a few lazy doodles along one side.  Marisa had given up on expecting the school to place a new roommate with her, which was why she let her natural state take over the room.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The room was still cold - for the computer - and Marisa was curled up on her side on the couch doing her homework.  She didn't have a roommate, so she had her blouse completely unbuttoned as she lounged, not caring if the actors in the movie on the TV saw her lacy bra or not.  It was just background noise anyways as the blonde adjusted her reading glasses and focused on her English assignment.&lt;a name='cutid1-end'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:reimsactivities:32709</id>
    <author>
      <name>Sanae Kochiya</name>
    </author>
    <lj:poster user="mechaobsessed" userid="41363842"/>
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    <title>Dorm log!</title>
    <published>2011-09-25T20:55:57Z</published>
    <updated>2011-09-25T21:15:12Z</updated>
    <category term="sei satou"/>
    <category term="shinichi okazaki"/>
    <category term="floe sibyll"/>
    <category term="marisa kirisame"/>
    <category term="youmu konpaku"/>
    <category term="suki sasaki"/>
    <category term="mokou fujiwara"/>
    <category term="remilia scarlet"/>
    <category term="sanae kochiya"/>
    <category term="flandre scarlet"/>
    <category term="mei-ling hong"/>
    <category term="sakuya izayoi"/>
    <category term="#open"/>
    <category term="taiga aisaka"/>
    <category term="patchouli knowledge"/>
    <category term="firo prochainezo"/>
    <category term="momiji inubashiri"/>
    <category term="kyon"/>
    <content type="html">WHO: You, you, and you especially!&lt;br /&gt;WHAT: Generic Dorm shenanigans around the school! Any little idea you might can come up with, post it here! Anything goes!&lt;br /&gt;WHERE: All around the school! Dorms, cafeteria, outside, ANYWHERE!&lt;br /&gt;WHEN: 9/25-9/30, anytime of day/night. Please specify date/time in your threads!&lt;br /&gt;WARNINGS: Depends on what happens~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;((OOC: OKAY guys, this is that dorm log I was talking about earlier on the OOC comm. I know you guys did this once before, so let's give it another go! This is especially for anyone who wants more CR, and/or needs more activity for the AC. Backtagging/backthreading is A-OK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Night-time shenanigans on your mind? Perhaps a walk on the grounds in the wee hours of the morning to see who you'd run into? Or even a food fight? All of this and more is possible!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if you guys want me to extend the ending date from Sept. 30th to another, let me know and I'll change it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plot with others before joining up, or just post and see what happens! Tag around! This is for everyone in the game, so don't be afraid! Jump right in!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now... go for it, Reims!))&lt;a name='cutid1-end'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:reimsactivities:32389</id>
    <author>
      <name>Kajali Parada</name>
    </author>
    <lj:poster user="coagulopathy" userid="40448714"/>
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    <title>Braaaaaaaaaiiiiiiiiiinssssss</title>
    <published>2011-09-25T18:44:43Z</published>
    <updated>2011-09-25T18:44:43Z</updated>
    <content type="html">CHARACTERS: Kajali and Shinjiro&lt;br /&gt;LOCATION/SETTING: E711&lt;br /&gt;DATE &amp;amp; TIME: Sunday, Sept 25&lt;br /&gt;WARNINGS: NONE&lt;br /&gt;SUMMARY: ZOMBIE MOVIES&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kajali was actually really looking forward to this, despite the drama of the last time she had visited Shinjiro&amp;#39;s room. Hopefully this time there would be no needles and other gross shit. Well, except for the ones on the zombie movies, all twenty she has jammed in her bag, along with an ass-load of sheets and bags of popcorn. Hopefully Shinji had some other food, or else she was going to die from salt intake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She didn&amp;#39;t even bother knocking, pushing open the door and closing it behind her. &amp;ldquo;Hey fuckarse. You here?&amp;rdquo; The bag was dumped on the couch, and she peeked into the kitchen, where the activity seemed to be. &amp;ldquo;I&amp;#39;ve got about 20 movies to watch, and we better set up soon if we want to get through half of them.&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was no waiting for a response, she ducked back into the living room and started dragging the coffee table out of the way. First order of business? Tents. All the tents.&amp;nbsp;&lt;a name='cutid1-end'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:reimsactivities:32020</id>
    <author>
      <name>Popuri</name>
    </author>
    <lj:poster user="pinkmineralgirl" userid="15252357"/>
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    <title>reimsactivities @ 2011-09-18T17:32:00</title>
    <published>2011-09-18T23:28:37Z</published>
    <updated>2011-09-18T23:28:37Z</updated>
    <category term="#open"/>
    <category term="popuri lill"/>
    <content type="html">CHARACTERS: Popuri, and Anyone♥&lt;br /&gt;LOCATION/SETTING: School grounds, hallways mostly&lt;br /&gt;DATE &amp; TIME: Sunday, Sept 18&lt;br /&gt;WARNINGS: None! (unless some meanie starts cussing!)&lt;br /&gt;SUMMARY: Pictures of cute chickens.  Lots of them...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firo had put it in Popuri's head that it would be a wonderful idea to show the school her chickens back home by making COPIES of all the pictures and putting them up around the school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He completely failed to teach her about putting them on the internet and doing things that way...  What a terrible influence this boy is!  But, she didn't know, being a cute lil country girl and all that.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the same time, she knew that it would be a lot of paper if she did ALL of the pictures, so she only picked the two best and made copies of those.  Popuri is finally out and about the halls, with a roll of tape, sticking up her chickens on the walls where people can see them easily, and enjoy how pretty, or cute, or d'aww they are!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="https://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b253/Zappa_Slave/martha20040622.jpg" fetchpriority="high"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="https://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b253/Zappa_Slave/chickens_fullclyde.jpg" loading="lazy"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, as much as she talks about them, it's not hard to know who the culprit is... if you're not right there confronting her about it!</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:reimsactivities:31939</id>
    <author>
      <name>Firo Prochainezo</name>
    </author>
    <lj:poster user="mini_martillo" userid="39742244"/>
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    <title>Open</title>
    <published>2011-09-14T19:26:08Z</published>
    <updated>2011-09-14T19:28:28Z</updated>
    <category term="#open"/>
    <content type="html">&lt;font face="Courier New" size="3"&gt;CHARACTERS:&lt;/font&gt; Kuri, Firo and everybody else in Reims&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Courier New" size="3"&gt;LOCATION/SETTING:&lt;/font&gt; All over the school&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Courier New" size="3"&gt;DATE &amp;amp; TIME&lt;/font&gt; September 14, all day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Courier New" size="3"&gt;WARNINGS&lt;/font&gt; Vicious tennis balls, possibly swearing (will update as needed)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Courier New" size="3"&gt;SUMMARY:&lt;/font&gt; Tennis ball mayhemWith school back in session, certain students have found it necessary to liven things up. What better way to kick off the years than with a little prank? That&amp;#39;s why on September 14, students and faculty will find that their school has been besieged by tennis balls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kuri and Firo have put them wherever they could manage: lockers, closets and -for some extra unlucky individuals- backpacks. Even the janitor&amp;#39;s closet has not been spared. Have fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ooc: Tag in (whichever format you prefer) with your character&amp;#39;s reaction to the mayhem and mingle with other people. If you didn&amp;#39;t reply to the ooc post, but still want your character&amp;#39;s locker/backpack, etc. to be hit, feel free to just put it here! ]&lt;a name='cutid1-end'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:reimsactivities:31734</id>
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    <title>LaSalle: Weekend  [OPEN]</title>
    <published>2011-09-07T03:52:28Z</published>
    <updated>2011-09-07T03:53:20Z</updated>
    <category term="#open"/>
    <category term="mei-ling hong"/>
    <content type="html">&lt;font size="3" face="Courier New"&gt;CHARACTERS:&lt;/font&gt; EVERYONE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="3" face="Courier New"&gt;LOCATION/SETTING:&lt;/font&gt; LaSalle, France&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="3" face="Courier New"&gt;DATE &amp; TIME:&lt;/font&gt; Saturday 9/10 and Sunday 9/11&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="3" face="Courier New"&gt;WARNINGS:&lt;/font&gt; various&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="3" face="Courier New"&gt;SUMMARY:&lt;/font&gt;  The Academy Sponsored weekend to LaSalle.  All characters under 18 must be back on the island by 10:00pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://s121.photobucket.com/albums/o202/ninjasin/?action=view&amp;amp;current=df5c3e9239740b75_0710-35556.jpg" target="_blank" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;img src="https://i121.photobucket.com/albums/o202/ninjasin/df5c3e9239740b75_0710-35556.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" fetchpriority="high"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://reimsacademy.livejournal.com/74481.html" target="_blank"&gt;Adminisatration Memo regarding LaSalle&lt;/a&gt;</content>
  </entry>
  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:reimsactivities:31385</id>
    <author>
      <name>Mei-Ling Hong ≈ [Hong Meiling]</name>
    </author>
    <lj:poster user="parlezvousnaps" userid="37233502"/>
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    <title>[ Open ]</title>
    <published>2011-09-04T19:13:28Z</published>
    <updated>2011-09-04T19:13:28Z</updated>
    <category term="#open"/>
    <category term="!tag format"/>
    <category term="marisa kirisame"/>
    <category term="flandre scarlet"/>
    <category term="mei-ling hong"/>
    <category term="sakuya izayoi"/>
    <content type="html">&lt;font size="3" face="Courier New"&gt;CHARACTERS:&lt;/font&gt; &lt;span  class="ljuser  i-ljuser  i-ljuser-type-P     "  data-ljuser="parlezvousnaps" lj:user="parlezvousnaps" &gt;&lt;a href="https://parlezvousnaps.livejournal.com/profile/"  target="_self"  class="i-ljuser-profile" &gt;&lt;img  class="i-ljuser-userhead"  src="https://l-stat.livejournal.net/img/userinfo_v8.png?v=17080&amp;v=924" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="https://parlezvousnaps.livejournal.com/" class="i-ljuser-username"   target="_self"   &gt;&lt;b&gt;Meiling&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;b&gt;you!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="3" face="Courier New"&gt;LOCATION/SETTING:&lt;/font&gt; East Quad lobby / Under her tree / on the bleachers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="3" face="Courier New"&gt;DATE &amp; TIME:&lt;/font&gt; 09/04, most of the day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="3" face="Courier New"&gt;WARNINGS:&lt;/font&gt; M for Moping&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="3" face="Courier New"&gt;SUMMARY:&lt;/font&gt; Meiling is feeling the loss of friends over the summer break.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ &lt;i&gt;"It's nothing new,"&lt;/i&gt; she keeps telling herself. Coming back to school this time to discover that some of her friends were gone isn't new at all. Not for someone who's been here for as many years as Meiling has. The school has a good turnover rate, despite being such an ideal (to her) learning environment. Parents change their minds, students change their minds, emergencies happen, marriages, internships, early employment, illness, deaths in the family... All perfectly good reasons for friends to just not be there when she returned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But this time? It really got to her. Or maybe it's just that, after all these years, she can't keep up the appearance that it doesn't hurt even a small bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It doesn't stop her in her tracks, but she does pause on occasion to just sit down, looking and feeling drained. Snacking in the lobby, napping under her favorite tree, and jogging -- none of that really gave her the energy she needed to face the day. &lt;i&gt;"Maybe I should just go back to bed..."&lt;/i&gt; ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name='cutid1-end'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;((OOC: Your choice on where to find her! It can even be bumping into her, literally, in the hall. She isn't paying that much attention...))</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:reimsactivities:31023</id>
    <author>
      <name>Oerba Yun Fang</name>
    </author>
    <lj:poster user="sharpstone" userid="26638993"/>
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    <title>pick up the phone [closed]</title>
    <published>2011-09-01T03:02:27Z</published>
    <updated>2011-09-01T03:05:11Z</updated>
    <category term="lightning farron"/>
    <category term="fang yun"/>
    <content type="html">&lt;font size="3" face="Courier New"&gt;CHARACTERS:&lt;/font&gt; Fang Yun and Lightning Farron&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="3" face="Courier New"&gt;LOCATION/SETTING:&lt;/font&gt; Faculty Housing, outside Lightning's room&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="3" face="Courier New"&gt;DATE &amp; TIME&lt;/font&gt; backdated; Saturday morning, 8/27&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="3" face="Courier New"&gt;WARNINGS&lt;/font&gt; None!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="3" face="Courier New"&gt;SUMMARY:&lt;/font&gt; Fang decides she should check up on the newbie teacher and make sure she's settling in well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Why did I ever bother getting an apartment in town?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fang grinned at herself for the question as she walked through the faculty housing building. No need to ask - she remembered where Lightning lived. Which was a good thing, as this visit was completely on impulse. Fang was already coming over to the school to meet up with some students, though that wasn't until the afternoon. But she figured she could do work just as well here as in her apartment - better, actually, without the frustration of a loud upstairs neighbor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She'd found herself glancing at the housing as she passed by, and her thoughts wandering to the not-so-sociable PE teacher. Had she gotten herself into trouble yet? Probably not by any standard of rules - on the contrary, she'd probably been following the rules &lt;i&gt;too&lt;/i&gt; closely. Fang wasn't exactly one to listen to gossip or keep that close an ear to the rumor mill, so she wasn't sure what people were saying about Lightning. But if she had to bet, she'd say Lightning wasn't making any effort to make friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, the youngest teachers had to stick together, right? Even if Lightning got to hold that title all by herself now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was how Fang ended up standing outside of Lightning's door, dressed casually in her sari and with a messenger bag slung over her shoulder. Along with her papers, she had presents! Toys for Muffin, which counted to her mind, at least. Hey, Fang was positive that she had at least one friend in that apartment, and she planned on keeping at least that much. (If one of those students she was meeting up with had a kitten, well, Fang could pretend to be ignorant of that and the kitten could spare a toy or two.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She rapped three times on Lightning's door, and waited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name='cutid1-end'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:reimsactivities:30869</id>
    <author>
      <name>Jennifer Walters aka She-Hulk</name>
    </author>
    <lj:poster user="legallygreen" userid="22022419"/>
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    <title>My Little Pony - Closed</title>
    <published>2011-08-24T22:34:15Z</published>
    <updated>2011-08-24T22:34:15Z</updated>
    <category term="trever daly"/>
    <category term="jennifer walters"/>
    <content type="html">CHARACTERS: Trever Daly and Jennifer Walters&lt;br /&gt;LOCATION/SETTING: The stables&lt;br /&gt;DATE &amp;amp; TIME: Thursday at 5 pm&lt;br /&gt;WARNINGS:&amp;nbsp; None currently...&lt;br /&gt;SUMMARY: Jennifer comes to the stables with her first private riding lesson with Trever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jennifer was glad to see there were no lingering students around the stables when she arrived.&amp;nbsp; She had searched her clothing and found a pair of jeans, so unworn that they still had the deep blue tinge to the denim, but she had to go out and buy boots that were not the fashionable kind.&amp;nbsp; A soft cotton blouse loose over a quite matching pale green tank top were all she could think of for casual wear, her auburn hair pulled back in a loose bun at the nape of her neck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She wandered through the stables looking for Trever, stopping at one of the stalls.&amp;nbsp; She reached out, the horse good-naturedly putting his or her soft nose right under her hand.&amp;nbsp; Smiling a little, she pet the creature.&amp;nbsp; Maybe this would not be so bad.&lt;a name='cutid1-end'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:reimsactivities:30261</id>
    <author>
      <name>Sakuya Izayoi</name>
    </author>
    <lj:poster user="floweringknight" userid="37181608"/>
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    <title>Now It's True About My Wealth, True About My Taste [Closed]</title>
    <published>2011-08-22T23:41:51Z</published>
    <updated>2011-08-22T23:41:51Z</updated>
    <category term="hatate himekaidou"/>
    <category term="sakuya izayoi"/>
    <content type="html">CHARACTERS: Sakuya Izayoi &lt;span  class="ljuser  i-ljuser  i-ljuser-type-P     "  data-ljuser="floweringknight" lj:user="floweringknight" &gt;&lt;a href="https://floweringknight.livejournal.com/profile/"  target="_self"  class="i-ljuser-profile" &gt;&lt;img  class="i-ljuser-userhead"  src="https://l-stat.livejournal.net/img/userinfo_v8.png?v=17080&amp;v=924" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="https://floweringknight.livejournal.com/" class="i-ljuser-username"   target="_self"   &gt;&lt;b&gt;floweringknight&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and Hatate Himekaidou &lt;span  class="ljuser  i-ljuser  i-ljuser-type-P     "  data-ljuser="googledthat" lj:user="googledthat" &gt;&lt;a href="https://googledthat.livejournal.com/profile/"  target="_self"  class="i-ljuser-profile" &gt;&lt;img  class="i-ljuser-userhead"  src="https://l-stat.livejournal.net/img/userinfo_v8.png?v=17080&amp;v=924" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="https://googledthat.livejournal.com/" class="i-ljuser-username"   target="_self"   &gt;&lt;b&gt;googledthat&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOCATION/SETTING: Hatate's Dorm, &lt;br /&gt;DATE &amp;amp; TIME: 6:00 after &lt;a href="http://reimsacademy.livejournal.com/69948.html?thread=5693756#t5693756" target="_blank"&gt;this thread&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;WARNINGS: Dorkiness&lt;br /&gt;SUMMARY:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sakuya arrived at six o'clock sharp at Hatate's door, knocking with one hand and holding a bag of groceries with the other. Luckily, all the dorms came with most of the basic cooking utensils, so he hadn't needed to bring that over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup, he was completely serious about coming over and forcing her to eat real food.&lt;a name='cutid1-end'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:reimsactivities:29747</id>
    <author>
      <name>Marisa Kirisame</name>
    </author>
    <lj:poster user="a_digital_witch" userid="36749400"/>
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    <title>Welcome back, Kirisame. [OPEN]</title>
    <published>2011-08-16T17:37:41Z</published>
    <updated>2011-08-16T17:41:05Z</updated>
    <category term="aya shameimaru"/>
    <category term="patchouli knowledge"/>
    <category term="marisa kirisame"/>
    <category term="sakuya izayoi"/>
    <category term="alice margatroid"/>
    <content type="html">&lt;font size="3" face="Courier New"&gt;CHARACTERS:&lt;/font&gt; &lt;span  class="ljuser  i-ljuser  i-ljuser-type-P     "  data-ljuser="a_digital_witch" lj:user="a_digital_witch" &gt;&lt;a href="https://a-digital-witch.livejournal.com/profile/"  target="_self"  class="i-ljuser-profile" &gt;&lt;img  class="i-ljuser-userhead"  src="https://l-stat.livejournal.net/img/userinfo_v8.png?v=17080&amp;v=924" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="https://a-digital-witch.livejournal.com/" class="i-ljuser-username"   target="_self"   &gt;&lt;b&gt;Marisa Kirisame&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and YOU!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="3" face="Courier New"&gt;LOCATION/SETTING:&lt;/font&gt; The Quad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="3" face="Courier New"&gt;DATE &amp; TIME&lt;/font&gt; Tuesday, all day after classes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="3" face="Courier New"&gt;WARNINGS:&lt;/font&gt; none expected (will update if needed)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="3" face="Courier New"&gt;SUMMARY:&lt;/font&gt; Marisa is out and about the dorms after classes.  She may live in the South Quad, but she has friends all over the dorms, so who knows where she'll be (possibly even her own room)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OOC: Tag yourself in and YOU GET TO DECIDE WHERE MARISA AND YOU CROSS PATHS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If Marisa was being honest with herself, she'd been moping all Monday.  She got back to the dorms later than usual on Sunday only to find Floe hadn't returned yet.  That wasn't terribly surprising with the war going on in the girl's home country, so Marisa took her time putting all her stuff back where it belonged and not take over the few areas that were designated as Floe's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then her roommate didn't show up.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday morning, Marisa checked with her Resident Assistant only to find out Floe wasn't coming back this year.  Something had happened in that war and the country was locked down.  This meant Marisa had the room alone to herself until they threw some transfer student in with her.  At least that'd take a while given this was a last-minute cancellation from Floe's parents.  This still sucked and it made Marisa keep to herself for all of Monday.  She... she kind of wish she'd done something when she had the chance because there &lt;i&gt;had&lt;/i&gt; been that every-present tension between her and Floe - the kind some friends would've locked them together in a room over.  But she couldn't linger on that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finishing up her letter to her best friend at the shrine, Marisa dropped it in the mail on the way back from classes and decided that was really enough moping.  Besides, she had all this stuff she'd bought for Floe that she needed to do something with.  So Marisa prowled through the dorms, stopping back at her room now and then, to see what everyone else was up to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name='cutid1-end'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:reimsactivities:29633</id>
    <author>
      <name>Shinjiro Aragaki</name>
    </author>
    <lj:poster user="ruineaxt" userid="37903138"/>
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    <title>[Closed] No matter where I go or whore my mind, I'll always stumble home</title>
    <published>2011-08-14T16:24:54Z</published>
    <updated>2011-08-29T20:01:51Z</updated>
    <category term="shinjiro aragaki"/>
    <category term="badou nails"/>
    <content type="html">&lt;font size="3" face="Courier New"&gt;CHARACTERS:&lt;/font&gt; &lt;span  class="ljuser  i-ljuser  i-ljuser-type-P     "  data-ljuser="mangemouth" lj:user="mangemouth" &gt;&lt;a href="https://mangemouth.livejournal.com/profile/"  target="_self"  class="i-ljuser-profile" &gt;&lt;img  class="i-ljuser-userhead"  src="https://l-stat.livejournal.net/img/userinfo_v8.png?v=17080&amp;v=924" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="https://mangemouth.livejournal.com/" class="i-ljuser-username"   target="_self"   &gt;&lt;b&gt;Badou Nails&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span  class="ljuser  i-ljuser  i-ljuser-type-P     "  data-ljuser="ruineaxt" lj:user="ruineaxt" &gt;&lt;a href="https://ruineaxt.livejournal.com/profile/"  target="_self"  class="i-ljuser-profile" &gt;&lt;img  class="i-ljuser-userhead"  src="https://l-stat.livejournal.net/img/userinfo_v8.png?v=17080&amp;v=924" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="https://ruineaxt.livejournal.com/" class="i-ljuser-username"   target="_self"   &gt;&lt;b&gt;Shinjiro Aragaki&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="3" face="Courier New"&gt;LOCATION/SETTING:&lt;/font&gt; 707, Badou's room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="3" face="Courier New"&gt;DATE &amp; TIME&lt;/font&gt; Aug. 14th, midday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="3" face="Courier New"&gt;WARNINGS&lt;/font&gt; Swearing, junkietalk, the usual. &lt;b&gt;**also hardcore drug use**&lt;/b&gt; I warned you all seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="3" face="Courier New"&gt;SUMMARY:&lt;/font&gt; Badou is back at the academy, and Shinjiro needs to sort his thoughts. For them, it's the equivalent of a warm reunion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It wasn't loneliness. That was a different feeling altogether, a much sadder longing higher up in the chest, rather than the current sinking and knotting in the pit of his stomach. He didn't feel any more need for people around or interaction than usual-- hell, he'd been fine for weeks after classes had let out, even so far as encouraging his friend-- his &lt;i&gt;brother&lt;/i&gt; as the other man packed his things and talked about everything but the fact that he was returning alone. It had never really been acknowledged between them, always speaking as though there wouldn't be that separation. But even through that, he had been alright. He wasn't lonely.  Shinjiro simply lacked direction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was no point in him staying at Reims. He wasn't a good student, or from a prestigious family (or a family at all,) and no one could honestly say that they expected him to make something for himself once he left. it was a waste of time and money-- but it served the purpose of giving him that much more time to escape.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He wasn't lonely. That was fucking retarded. But he missed that clarity that came from bouncing ideas off someone, speaking distantly and with that unsaid, mutual agreement to never verbally delve too far into things. He needed something: vindication for his decision to stay, a distraction from the painfully silent lack of nagging and overbearing, or even discussion completely off any of the topics. He wasn't picky, and it hadn't taken too long to hear that Badou had returned from Andorra-- not that the searing, familiar scent of burning paper and leaves left in his wake hadn't been a close enough clue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so, as though nothing had happened, or the summer hadn't passed with minimal contact, Shinjiro tested the knob to Badou's room, finding it unlocked, and let himself in. If Badou wasn't home, he'd chill on his roommate's bed. If he was, all the better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hey, you up?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name='cutid1-end'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:reimsactivities:29376</id>
    <author>
      <name>Reso Donovan</name>
    </author>
    <lj:poster user="backtolongview" userid="37773018"/>
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    <title>PRETEND I PUT THIS UP DAYS AGO, OKOK</title>
    <published>2011-08-14T15:47:50Z</published>
    <updated>2011-08-14T15:47:50Z</updated>
    <category term="reso donovan"/>
    <category term="shinichi okazaki"/>
    <category term="marisa kirisame"/>
    <lj:music>Charlie Sexton - "Austin City Limits"</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;b&gt;Who:&lt;/b&gt; Reso and his students for the trip&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;What:&lt;/b&gt; &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Austin_City_Limits" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt;AUSTIN CITY LIMITS&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;When:&lt;/b&gt; This weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Where:&lt;/b&gt; Austin, TX and ON YOUR TELEVISION SCREEN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Warnings:&lt;/b&gt; Nope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OOC: So, I may have forgotten to say this, but Reso's students that went on the trip are not only getting a taste of the American music culture, but also getting to &lt;i&gt;perform&lt;/i&gt;, live and on stage, at ACL. This log will be about that. Students at the academy will have the program broadcasted to them via the network, a cooperative effort by both the school and by ACL and PBS. There will be three subthreads, one for Before Performance, one for During, and one for After. Characters NOT on the trip can post reactions and whatnot in the During section. Enjoy!</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:reimsactivities:29012</id>
    <author>
      <name>Sakuya Izayoi</name>
    </author>
    <lj:poster user="floweringknight" userid="37181608"/>
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    <title>Howling With Laughter, Panic, Alarm and Distress [Open-ish!]</title>
    <published>2011-08-14T00:27:09Z</published>
    <updated>2011-08-14T00:29:11Z</updated>
    <category term="remilia scarlet"/>
    <category term="patchouli knowledge"/>
    <category term="flandre scarlet"/>
    <category term="meiling hong"/>
    <category term="sakuya izayoi"/>
    <content type="html">&lt;b&gt;Who:&lt;/b&gt; Sakuya, the Scarlet Devil Mansion and anyone else at a French beach!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;What:&lt;/b&gt; Can't do summer without a trip to the beach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;When:&lt;/b&gt; Backdated to Sometime during the last week of summer vacation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Where:&lt;/b&gt; Some beach in&amp;nbsp;France, possibly near Reims&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Warnings:&lt;/b&gt; None expected... wardrobe malfunctions? shenanigans?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Notes:&lt;/strong&gt; Anyone who could conceivably be in the area of some random French beach is welcome! Action or prose welcome, tag yourself in!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;[The sun is out, the sea is shining... finally, they'd made it to the beach, and they'd even managed to get even Patchouli to come out into the sun! Well, at least, out to the beach. Sun was debatable since there were umbrellas to hide under. In any case, it's a public beach, so while it was just an outing for the five of them, there was no telling who else might show up!]&lt;a name='cutid1-end'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/small&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:reimsactivities:28729</id>
    <author>
      <name>Aya Shameimaru</name>
    </author>
    <lj:poster user="brb_pulitzer" userid="37196380"/>
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    <title>reimsactivities @ 2011-08-10T21:32:00</title>
    <published>2011-08-11T01:32:37Z</published>
    <updated>2011-08-11T01:32:37Z</updated>
    <category term="aya shameimaru"/>
    <category term="momiji inubashiri"/>
    <content type="html">&lt;b&gt;Who:&lt;/b&gt; Aya Shameimaru and Momiji Inabushiri&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;What:&lt;/b&gt; Unresolved issues gotta come to an end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;When:&lt;/b&gt; August 10th&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Where:&lt;/b&gt; Starting outside the girl's locker room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Warnings:&lt;/b&gt; None but updated if needed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since both Aya and Momiji were still at school, it was simple enough to meet the girl face to face.  Aya's training finished earlier in the day so when she thought Momiji's was over, she hoofed it over to the girl's locker room.  Hopefully, she'd catch her guard when she walked out so they could head back to wherever they needed to go.  The reporter had been bothered for weeks about Momiji's lack of an answer and her nervousness had finally led her to force the issue, though she really didn't want to.  The more she thought about it, the more she wanted Momiji and the waiting was making her antsy.  Aya stood outside the exit to the locker room and tapped her foot in anticipation.</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:reimsactivities:28466</id>
    <author>
      <name>Trever Daly</name>
    </author>
    <lj:poster user="veenashuman" userid="38773436"/>
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    <title>[open] Horsing around</title>
    <published>2011-08-01T18:18:33Z</published>
    <updated>2011-08-01T18:18:33Z</updated>
    <category term="#open"/>
    <category term="trever daly"/>
    <content type="html">&lt;b&gt;Character(s)&lt;/b&gt; Trever and whoever wants to be around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Location&lt;/b&gt; The stables&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Date and Time&lt;/b&gt; August 1st. 11:00 am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Warnings&lt;/b&gt;: Not that I know of. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Summary&lt;/b&gt;: Out exercising horses on a nice summer's day. Watching or interacting welcomed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With summer here, students are not, so Trever's working by himself on exercising the horses. He lets them out during the day in a small pasture but he also likes to give them a good run. The horse he is on now is a golden brown mare with a white blaze down her nose. Riding western style he runs the mare through a simple rodeo obstacle course. They wind between barrels and do some light jumps. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Occasionally she shies away from a jump, but he coaxes her through. It's nice to be able just to just be able to ride, even if it's only in the ring. Later he'll go out around the island, maybe to the beach, but for now it's good enough to just be out and on horseback. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Veena, on the other hand, lazes about under a tree her tail flicking occasionally. She watches him through lidded eyes, yawning and dozing lightly. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name='cutid1-end'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:reimsactivities:28317</id>
    <author>
      <name>Eiríkur Evenson ( Iceland )</name>
    </author>
    <lj:poster user="linefaceism" userid="38465420"/>
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    <title>( closed ) you're as sharp as a knife, and you fit like a glove</title>
    <published>2011-07-27T14:13:03Z</published>
    <updated>2011-07-27T14:13:03Z</updated>
    <category term="eiríkur evenson"/>
    <category term="eclaire tonnerre"/>
    <content type="html">&lt;font size="3" face="Courier New"&gt;CHARACTERS:&lt;/font&gt; Eir&amp;iacute;kur Evenson (&lt;span  class="ljuser  i-ljuser  i-ljuser-type-P     "  data-ljuser="linefaceism" lj:user="linefaceism" &gt;&lt;a href="https://linefaceism.livejournal.com/profile/"  target="_self"  class="i-ljuser-profile" &gt;&lt;img  class="i-ljuser-userhead"  src="https://l-stat.livejournal.net/img/userinfo_v8.png?v=17080&amp;v=924" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="https://linefaceism.livejournal.com/" class="i-ljuser-username"   target="_self"   &gt;&lt;b&gt;linefaceism&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; ) and Eclair Tonerre (&lt;span  class="ljuser  i-ljuser  i-ljuser-type-P     "  data-ljuser="gateaufourre" lj:user="gateaufourre" &gt;&lt;a href="https://gateaufourre.livejournal.com/profile/"  target="_self"  class="i-ljuser-profile" &gt;&lt;img  class="i-ljuser-userhead"  src="https://l-stat.livejournal.net/img/userinfo_v8.png?v=17080&amp;v=924" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="https://gateaufourre.livejournal.com/" class="i-ljuser-username"   target="_self"   &gt;&lt;b&gt;gateaufourre&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; )  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="3" face="Courier New"&gt;LOCATION/SETTING:&lt;/font&gt; Library&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="3" face="Courier New"&gt;DATE &amp;amp; TIME:&lt;/font&gt; Super-backdated to July 10, morning-ish&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="3" face="Courier New"&gt;WARNINGS:&lt;/font&gt; Should be nothing, unless Eclair's acting up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="3" face="Courier New"&gt;SUMMARY:&lt;/font&gt; A chance encounter. May or may not evolve into friendship of some sort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It&amp;rsquo;s&amp;hellip;not exactly a nice day for Eir&amp;iacute;kur. Sure, it started out normally, and he had a nice and peaceful breakfast, but unfortunately, nothing interesting happened. In order to be considered nice by him, a day must had some sort of an interesting thing going on. It&amp;rsquo;s sort-of a given. It&amp;rsquo;s true that it&amp;rsquo;s too early to deem it so (the clock doesn&amp;rsquo;t even hit 11 yet), but for some reason, he felt bored already. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It should be illegal to feel bored this early. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He considered going to the docks, but he&amp;rsquo;s not really in the mood to do so. He even considered going to the forest just to piss the guard off, but unfortunately, he&amp;rsquo;s not really in the mood to do so, either. Besides, going there by his own would be lame. He can always ask Sverre to come with him, but that would be &lt;i&gt;even lamer&lt;/i&gt;. Anything involving Sverre would be lame, that&amp;rsquo;s sort-of a given, too. Like the trip he&amp;rsquo;d signed up for. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking about the trip, he can&amp;rsquo;t wait for it to start because, despite his cranky attitude, he&amp;rsquo;s actually excited for it. Anything is better than being stuck at school with nothing to do. That thought makes him kind of regretted his decision to go with Preben and co., though, because if only he&amp;rsquo;d chosen to go home, he&amp;rsquo;ll be home right now instead of wandering aimlessly at the halls with his iPod as sole company. He'll be shooting zombies instead of feeling like setting something on fire. Thankfully, his legs saved him from these thoughts, and also boredom, because they brought him to the library. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With an inaudible sigh, he tuned down the volume of the music blaring on his ears, takes off one of the earphones, and pushed the library door open. Once he&amp;rsquo;s inside, he quickly makes his way towards the horror section (he&amp;rsquo;s in the mood to scare himself, apparently, not that he&amp;rsquo;d succeed), grabbed a seemingly-interesting book, and sat down at a cozy, sort of secluded corner. Hopefully nobody would disturb him.&lt;a name='cutid1-end'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</content>
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