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[aka Linkdrop of Ultimate Lazy, because zomg threads on threads, and am not attempting to weave this into an e-mail or IC format.]

Graduation (Monday the 8th)

Xander was most likely to what? ...Okayfairenoughpossibly. Meanwhile, whoa, Spydaddy Principal Bristow was out in the audience. So was Willow , of course, talking to Isabel, Bridge, some alien-or-demon-guy who kept pointing at Ivanova, and, Xander was fairly sure he should be worried about this, Parker. Oh yeah, there was also some processing, diploma-accepting, giant-gremlin-fighting and partying. As you do. At graduations.


Welcome Party (Tuesday the 9th)

After picking up his new first floor room assignment, Xander ended up meeting someone who said she was Buffy's sister, and breaking his principal-streak, letting Rory know what he knew about her and you-know-who except not that you-know-who, and meeting Bridge's new fellow SPD cadet. And breaking her brain.
soldtoarmenians: (floor)
[Except not really because this was preplayed and it's clearly in Xander's LJ, yes but anyway]
_______________________________________________________

Xander? Not remotely nervous. Why would he be? Not like he's meeting somebody he hasn't known since they were too short to reach the bottom cupboard, let alone the top.

Which is exactly why he just poured salt in his latte.
soldtoarmenians: (computer)
To: willow.rosenberg@hogwarts.ac.uk
From: xander.harris@fandomhigh.ednet
Subject: Stuff You Should Know About Fandom Before You Get Here

Dear Willow: )

E-mail ahoy

May. 5th, 2006 03:03 pm
soldtoarmenians: (oldskool)
To: bsummers@pacbell.net
From: xander.harris@fandomhigh.net
Subject: Graduation

Dear Buffy: )
Dear Xander: )
Dear Willow, love Buffy: )
Dear Buffy, love Willow: )
Dear Willow, love Buffy: )
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To: xander.harris@fandomhigh.net
From: willow.rosenberg@hogwarts.ac.uk
Subject: Graduation

> It's Monday. Can you and Giles come?

*COUGH*

love,
your uninvited BFF
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Dear Willow: )
Dear Xander: )
soldtoarmenians: (sleepy)
Xander notices that there is someone in bed with him before he actually opens his eyes. He also wakes up before whoever's in bed with him does, due to Monday Shop Class force of habit.

Both of these are probably good things, because they give him a chance to flash through approximately 5 billion really embarrassing scenarios, a couple of which involve Evil Black Vodka From Space and most of which feature glitter rather heavily, discarding the majority before actually looking to see which one he was right about. And also it means when he does open his eyes there's nobody staring at him. Yet.

Which is good because that'd be an awfully close-up stare. And kind of bright and blue-ish if he recalls correctly. Little intense for this early in the morning.

Which is absolutely the only reason he waits at least a minute or two before saying quietly, "Hey." And the relief at having a head start on being awake is the only reason he's kind of smiling a little.
soldtoarmenians: (weesleepy)
Unsent letter, written on the back of an Art History handout, in green highlighter ink. Mostly illegible, of course, but this is what Xander thinks it says:

Deer Willow: )
soldtoarmenians: (empty bed)
There was a ribbit somewhere, but it was wayyyyyyy too early to get up. Xander snuggled in under his covers and pulled a pillow over his head.

Except there was a ribbit somewhere again. Ribbits meant breakfast time. Breakfast time meant getting up, because you can't have a pet if you don't take good care of it, even if you want to sleep and it's going ribbit, ribbit, ribbit.

Xander sighed and untangled himself from his blanket, swinging his legs over the side of the bed and... falling on the floor with a THUMP.

OW!!! )

[OOC: Pre-played with [livejournal.com profile] izzyalienqueen. Weetiny!Xander is on the loose (as is always-wee Jeremiah); weetiny!Isabel is not here. ONLY A SCARY BEAR IS HERE. STAY AWAY. Unless you are OOC. OOC people need not fear the scary bear.]

soldtoarmenians: (zomgnotathief!)
Okay, so Xander only had one final, 5th & 6th period. But it was the big Art final that he gave up on studying for. Probably good, that, since it turned out that the test was to really fake steal some fake art. Xander teamed up with Jake, Angela, Bridge, and Krycek, learned things about Bridge that he did not know before and possibly never wanted to know, but possibly not and wandered over to totally steal OMG not steal The Scream. Hopefully with style.

Later in Music 201, which Xander is not in, there were shenanigans of a heist-like variety too, but Xander knows nothing about that.

Well, not much. Really. O:-)
soldtoarmenians: (thinking)
...if you're a Xander, and it's Thursday night:

1. Need more shower gel.

2. Marty makes an eerily familiar woman. Note: this is not pondered in the shower.

3. If he doesn't know the stuff on the Art History final tomorrow, he doesn't know it; if he does, he does. There's nothing more he can cram into his head at this point, and he's not planning on trying. Yay evening of downloaded Mr. What episodes.

4. Somewhere there exists a future without a Michelin Man. Is that frightening or hopeful?

5. Hmm, cupcake bribery. In Music class tomorrow. Spoils to be shared by the winning party. This might be pondered in the shower. But ZOMG not dirty! Dude, shower.
soldtoarmenians: (fashion zomg)
Xander? Totally studying for Creature Languages.

By remote viewing, obviously, since his book is on his bed, his notes are in the laptop next to his book, and he is across the room from both, using a froggie treat tied to a pencil to try to teach Jeremiah how to dance to the Movie With Kevin Bacon In It That There Just Is No Good Meta Name For That's Simultaneously A Dancing Pun And A Pun On The Real Name soundtrack.

It's possible he's lost his mind due to finals week stress, of course. Or maybe he just had a really good day yesterday. After all, he built a swing-bed for a holographic dinosaur in Shop and watched his possibly b-word person be cute, got free study time in Magical Theory which he actually used for study, omg, visited the library where he finally got a library card and made it in and out of Special Collections without having to be rescued, then totally lost at cupcakes in the Common Room, woe. Except not.

It's possible the song playing is not the title song which scans a lot better in his dimension for some reason. It's possible Xander is grinning a lot, and it's possible that every so often he is glancing around to make sure no one is watching, then demonstrating the step he's trying to teach Jeremiah.

It would probably help if the door weren't open, huh.

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[ooc: *waves* Bored. The post, like the door, is open. It's set when Best Roomie Ever is in class, but iffen she wants to use it after class/gym, be my guest. And since Xander's 3rd period class is semi-cancelled, he's pretty much around all morning.]
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After running into town to get flowers (Guy flowers, okay? The kind that go on your lapel.) that he totally didn't forget until the last minute, Xander arrived back at 406 to find that his date? Already there. Though not already dressed. In prom clothes, that is. He was dressed in regular clothes omg, jeez - the roomie was there, after all!

After arriving at the Town Hall, there was an actual first dance. On an actual dancefloor. In public and all. Shockingly, Xander survived it. Even more shockingly, he survived dancing with Parker.

There was chatting with Rory by the punchbowl, and dancing with Bridge to That Song (no, not the Macarena) and somehow when he went for punch after that, there was dancing with Jake. Girl Jake. No, that wasn't weird at all. Unlike everything else tonight, of course.

Also Isabel, and who knew you could dance to The Rainbow Connection? Besides, presumably, frogs.

And then there was that last song which... um, yeah, notsomuch, Mr. Looksliketheexprincipalbutisn't Guy.

And then there was that.
soldtoarmenians: (1-splainy)
Saturday morning, Xander's inbox: )

Sigh. Well, at least he had the excuse that one of those was sent while he was in class yesterday, being really , really busy. Making Angel's unlife miserable glitter flags.

Dear Willow: )
Dear Xander: )
Dear Willow: )
Dear Xander: )
Dear Willow: )
Dear Xander: )
soldtoarmenians: (oldskool)
To: xander.harris@fandomhigh.net
From: willow.rosenberg@hogwarts.ac.uk
Sent: 20 April 1998 11:55 p.m.
Subject: re: HA! You're so not up yet. I win.

Helloooooooooo... Stally McStallerson...

~Willow
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Dear Willow: )
Dear Xander: )
Dear Willow: )

Dear Xander: )
soldtoarmenians: (latin)
To: xander.harris@fandomhigh.net
From: willow.rosenberg@hogwarts.ac.uk
Sent: 20 April 1998 2:45 p.m.
Subject: re: HA! You're so not up yet. I win.

*taps foot*

Detail.

~Willow
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Dear Willow: )
Dear Xander: )

[Dear Xander:] --- Huh? Oh wait, that's not from Willow. Oh...boy, is that ever not from Willow. Right, not flailing. So...totally not flailing.

So totally... not sending this e-mail. At all. Really. Yo, Larry )

Well, maybe a little.

Dear Harris: )
Larry: )
Dear Harris: )

*headdesk*

Dear Xander: )
Dear Willow: )
soldtoarmenians: (xanderswillow)
To: xander.harris@fandomhigh.net
From: willow.rosenberg@hogwarts.ac.uk
Sent: 20 April 1998 6:17 a.m.
Subject: HA! You're so not up yet. I win.

*Poke*

love, Willow
--
Dear Willow: )
Dear Xander: )
Dear Willow: )
Dear Xander: )
Dear Willow: )
soldtoarmenians: (computer)
To: willow.rosenberg@hogwarts.ac.uk
From: xander.harris@fandomhigh.net
Subject: Chock Full O' Details

Pick one. Heck, pick two. Mix n' match. )

~Xander
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To: xander.harris@fandomhigh.net
From: willow.rosenberg@hogwarts.ac.uk
Subject: re: Chock Full O' Details

....you suck. No fair telling before I poke!

~Willow
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To: willow.rosenberg@hogwarts.ac.uk
From: xander.harris@fandomhigh.net
Subject: re: Chock Full O' Details

*wins, muahaha*

~Xander

Tuesday

Apr. 18th, 2006 04:07 pm
soldtoarmenians: (computer)
Yuh-huh. Have you met a Tuesday in Xander's life when anything happened besides History of Art? Though granted stuff happened in History of Art. If by stuff you mean e-mail....like... Xander was totally supposed to be checking in History of Art, yeah.

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