Outside the Command Center, All Day Friday

[overlord-zordon.livejournal.com]

Inside the Command Center, with the doors propped open, Dean Zordon can't help but hear the endless chatter of students going back and forth during enrollment. Unfortunately, stuck in his tube, he really has no choice.

[OOC: All IC interaction during the signup process should go here. No OCD threads unless someone else wants to set some up. I'm beat, yo.]

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OOC:

[maias-notebook.livejournal.com]

Just want to say you and the other MODs totally rock for doing this. The signups look awesome.

[strongestgirl.livejournal.com]

[[ooc: I'll second that.

Pippi peeked into the door of the command center. She doesn't say anything because this is a rare moment where she's looking at something she's not quite sure what to make of... She also doesn't know if the man in the tube is sleeping... Lord knows she should be.

[[ooc: if I have a responce when I get up... In like, an hour, I'll respond. :D

After registration

[soldtoarmenians]

Xander turned away from the class-signup tables and ran a hand through his hair, shaking his head in a move that was not unreminiscent of, say, Wile E. Coyote trying to pop his toon-head back into its proper shape after having been smashed by an Acme^TM anvil. What the hell was he doing up this early again?

Oh, right. Signing up for classes. Because Xander Harris cared what classes he made it into for his final semester of Senior year. He tried hard to stick a question mark on the end of the previous sentence and failed miserably. I should so never have shown my report card to Willow. Did I not know she would give me the Big Eyes and start making noises about SATs and college and ZOMG Xander you actually possess a GPA in non-negative figures, don't blow this...

He tried to de-anvilize his head again without much success, and had a fleeting sad little wish for some of Spider Jerusalem's extremely questionable journalism-class coffee right about now. Yawning, Xander wandered over to the area just outside the main office, to check on that list of Big Brother is watching you and will hurt you if you don't participate in this/Sister pairings.

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[courier-gavin.livejournal.com]

Jake was staring blankly at the Big Brother/Sister list, coffee paused half way to his mouth. That was his name up there! The new principal knew his name! ...That could never be a good thing.

He'd got up hideously early and had already signed up for his classes. He'd contemplated a lot of the classes, but eventually ended up with five he thought would be interesting.

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[psycho-barbie.livejournal.com]

"Hey, Jakey," Callisto yawned and rubbed her neck. After glancing at the list to make sure her name wasn't on it, she debated making a coffee run.

Re: After registration

[courier-gavin.livejournal.com]

"That's my name up there," Jake said, turning wide eyes in her direction. "He knows my name. I'm doomed."

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[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

Isabel made her way through the crowds and stopped when she saw her roommate. Somehow they'd missed each other in the room this morning. "Hi Xander," she called out.

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[notstakedyet.livejournal.com]

Angel and mornings were so rarely a good combination. Still dazed from having to navigate the chaos of signup, he didn't look where he was going and certainly might be likely to bump into somebody like the occasionally ungraceful lug that he was.

Re: After registration

[soldtoarmenians]

"Hey!" Xander called back, and made his way over to her. "This morning thing? I frown on it. This is my frowny face."

It was probably more 'confused and somewhat rumpled kitten suddenly awakened from a really good dream that involved bringing down the intergalactic mouse conspiracy' than frowny; it was too early in the morning for Xander to actually manage fine muscle control.

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[janet_fraiser]

Janet covered her yawn as she waved at Isabel.

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[nadiathesaint]

Nadia hadn't paid a whole lot of attention to what classes she'd signed up for. She was too busy being pissed off at Marty for the voicemail thing. After all, she'd hung out with his girlfriend on the tour he gave. She wasn't going to fall for any craptastic, nasty practical joke he was playing. She loitered outside the main office area, just hoping Marty would come by. She'd totally kick his ass.

Of course, on the bright side, Lily had been kind enough to let her know about a magic show tonight, and Nadia loved magic shows and magicians. So maybe she'd get to kick Marty's ass and then have fun tonight. The day was not yet ruined.

She wandered back towards the big sibs posting and rechecked the name. It still said "Xander Harris", and she still had no idea who that was. She leaned against the wall underneath it and sighed.

Someone was going to get an ass kicking.

Re: After registration

[soldtoarmenians]

Xander noticed the girl leaning against the wall near the list of suckers names, and made his way over.

"Hiya. Looking for your big ...er...person? I can probably point them out to you, if they're here."

[kawalsky.livejournal.com]

Kawalsky bounded in, signed up, and bounded out.

[janet_fraiser]

Janet waved tiredly at Charlie as he left, wondering how the hell he could look so damn cheerful at this hour of the morning.

[janet_fraiser]

Janet signed up for her classes, only half-awake as she did so. So she totally missed the fact that Tactics of War was being taught by her best friend's evil robot adult doppelganger, and signed up for it like she would have signed up for any other classes.

Then she went off to the Perk for coffee, and didn't check the course catalog one more time just to make sure she really wanted the classes she'd signed up for.

[psi16.livejournal.com]

Standing in the hall, Lyta massages her temple with her left hand, holding a class schedule open in the other. The headaches were nothing new. They were common the first time around, as her abilities grew and developed; she had hoped to avoid them this time. Apparently, she would have no such luck.

The stress of trying to work out a schedule wasn't helping, either. While she had some choices in her previous life, the Corps had mandated much of her training. She now found herself in a position to choose all of her classes. It was simultaneously liberating and intimidating.

Despite all the choices, she found herself once again focusing on the arcane -- those little things that wouldn't have been mainstream for the average teenager. But the arcane was part of who she was; she had long since accepted that. Why shouldn't she tailor her studies for a better understanding of, well, herself?

She read over the schedule a time or two more before settling on her final choices: Sociology of the Paranormal -- a class perhaps even Ivanova should take; Arthurian Traditions, to find out more about the "late delivery from Avalon" she had heard about aboard Babylon 5; and Self Defense. This last would prove interesting, especially given her current hestitation for physical contact. Hopefully, by the time class started, she would be comfortable enough in her surroundings to take the gloves off. She was tired of having sweaty palms again. And who knew, maybe learning better control of the physical would help her understand even better control of the metaphysical.

[janet_fraiser]

"Lyta, right?" asked Janet. "How's it going?"

[psi16.livejournal.com]

Lyta looked up from the pamphlet, blinking once or twice. "Fine, I suppose," she replied, somewhat distracted. "Trying to find some sort of order in chaos..." She really had been around the Vorlons too long!

[anole-x.livejournal.com]

Victor sighed as he exited the registration area, thankful that he had (hopefully) balanced his schedule. Most of the classes looked too advanced for him, so he had stuck with something simple: Math, Shop, and PE. Then, he had overheard someone talking about the Creature Languages course, and thought it might be fun, so he took that, too. Plus, rumor had it that there would be a dragon as a guest speaker!

"This place is definately wierd," he moaned aloud, forgetting that other people could hear him.

[janet_fraiser]

New kid. New, green kid. With a horn? Oh, well. she'd seen stranger. "What's wrong with weird?" asked Janet, forgetting to glance over the course description for Tactics of War. "Oh, hi, Janet Fraiser."

[anole-x.livejournal.com]

Victor started, remembering that he wasn't alone. "Oh...well, nothing really. It's just that this place is really different from my old school, and that place was pretty crazy."

It took him a second to realize that the name she said was actually her name and not her talking to someone else. "I'm Victor Borkowski." he said with a nervous grin. Then an idea came to him, and he looked around for a moment. I wonder if Bridge is going to be here? he wondered,his heart beating faster.

[alchemic-bean.livejournal.com]

Augh. Early. Edward blinked at the sign-ups for classes a few times, trying to remember what he had decided to take. Coffee. Coffee would be good at the moment. Why didn't he have coffee?

Hopefully, he'd get all the classes he signed up for.

[lovechildblair.livejournal.com]

Blair yawned and popped his neck as he walked over to pick up a course book. Looking around for a place to sit, Blair shrugged and sat on the floor. He pulled a pen out of his backpack and started circling classes in the book.

[lovechildblair.livejournal.com]

Blair groaned at the fact that as a freshman he was low man on the totem pole and wouldn't get some of his classes. He signed up for the classes he wanted to take and went off in search of people to talk to. and new clothes

[kawalsky.livejournal.com]

Later in the day, Kawalsky returned and handed in his change of room request form. He figured he'd hear back when the mun wasn't off watching new BSG OMG when it was processed.