Room 317 [evening]

[tatooine_doofus]

Luke had decided that since he'd been in his room for a year, it was time to finally put up evidence that he lived there. Since he didn't have stuff, that took the form of photographs and holos of friends: he, Han and Leia right after the first Death Star, he and Wedge drunk later that same night, he, Rikku and Dawn looking giggly and high on sugar, he and Jaina, he and Rory, he and Tori...he and Z.

There weren't any photographs of him and his father (those were stuffed into a drawer at the moment) and he kept taking down Artoo's offering of a holo of him and Gavin believing they were Siegfried and Roy.

Corellian rock music was playing and the door was open. If he was caught staring off into space, well, he might've been reliving parts of last week's date with Jo.

[OOC: Open like a thing that is not closed.]

Comments

[multiplez]

"Hey, that sounds awesome," Z said as she entered the room. "Whatcha listenin' to?"

[iseewhatyoumean.livejournal.com]

Cassandra had been spending most of her evenings exploring Fandom. Knowing where things were could be important if something... bad happened. Old habits and all that.

This evening, though, she wandered the dorm halls. She knew the second floor pretty well already, so the third floor it was. Open doors with music coming from them were intriguing, so she ghosted down the hallway curiously and stuck her head in.

[lilpunkinbelly.livejournal.com]

Dawn was bored and roaming around the third floor. Naturally this would end well. "Hi. Entertain me with stories of great daring. Or chocolate."

[solo_sword]

Jaina had been on her way back to her room when she heard the music, which she recognized. She poked her head in and said, "Somehow I didn't expect to hear this kind of music here."