Salamander Cabin Lounge-thing, Saturday Morning

[sound-loyalty.livejournal.com]

Kabuto had handwavily moved in the day previously, but had had the curtain shut. He'd claimed B-something-or-other-that-doesn't-conflict, bringing mostly books with him from his dorm room. That, and his laptop.

He had the laptop with him in the living room area, typing away furiously with the tv on in the background. Occasionally he'd glance up and wonder why it was on Food Network, but it wasn't worth trying to find the remote and flip stations. Besides, it was vaguely entertaining in a way.

Living with seven other people in one cabin was going to be Interesting, to say the least. Might as well get on with meeting them all, so he knew what he was dealing with.


((sp is love T_T post is mainly so Salamandarians can meet up, 'cause yeah :D))

platypus cabin, saturday morning

[orewahikari.livejournal.com]

Being lost at your new school: sucks.

Eventually finding your way to the campsite again: doesn't suck quite as much.

Finally finding your bed (B3, comfier than sleeping in the woods all night): priceless.




Although really, someone should probably wake the boy up. It's well past breakfast time and he's actually yet to meet anybody.

Damn antisocial emo blonde boy.

[OOC: Because I fail at staying awake to actually post him coming back to camp last night, the return to his cabin is all handwaved. Blah. Stupid GMT hours :D

Anyway! As it says, feel free to poke the boy and wake him up.]

[Pixie Cabin, Campfire, Saturday, Evening]

[dbiers.livejournal.com]

After an extremely busy past week or so, D was ready for a little relaxing before the summer workshops began.

As such, she had lit the campfire outside of the juggernaut known as Pixie, turned on the radio, set out the fixings for s'mores, and had poured herself a drink.

It was a beautiful night for roasting marshmallows.

[ooc: Open to anyone who lives in Pixie or happens to be passing by!]