JACKALOPE CABIN, EARLY MONDAY MORNING

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Cordelia creeped as quietly as she could into the cabin.  She'd been out all weekend discovering DC, and staying in a hotel with a room bigger than the closet she was currently assigned to.

She hoped she didn't wake anyone up.






[Open to all the roomies]

Abominable Snowman Campfire, Monday Morning

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Adam didn't have any workshops today, but he had still gotten up early. It was just something engrained in his system.

He had handwavily gone for an early morning jog down to the beach and back and Adam was now relaxing in a chair, appreciating the morning quiet.

He was both excited and nervous about his workshops, even though his first one was on Wednesday. Adam was looking forward to seeing if he knew anyone that would be taking the same workshops as him.

[OOC: Open to one and all!]

Curupira campfire - Monday afternoon

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Without any workshops today, Molly had slept late. She'd tried to be lazy and stay in bed longer, but her mind had started going and she knew she would make herself cry if she thought too much.

So, she'd made herself get up. After singing along to the radio kind of loudly while she got showered and changed, she grabbed some food and headed out to sit by the fire pit. On her way out, she stopped by her alcove to grab a hat. At the last moment she changed her mind and went out with her head bare.

She sat on the steps and tilted her face up to the sun. Hopefully someone would come along and keep her from thinking too much about the people she already missed.

[[Please, stop by! I'm bored!]]

Chupacabra campfire: early Monday morning

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Today was the first day of classes. Karal was quite pleased, because having nothing he needed to do felt rather odd.

Not, however, as odd as waking up to see the Valdemaran history he'd been reading nesting next to the bed. And clucking. And apparently quite determined to set on the balled up piece of paper it had found on the floor.

His inability to quite believe what he was seeing - and hearing - didn't seem to bother it.

Karal went into the common area to fetch a cup of tea and returned to find the book chicken had somehow incorporated his pillowcase into its nest. Which made it easy to scoop it up and carry it outside.

Settling it safely against a rock, he - after some fumbling - kindled a fire and sat down to watch it. "How in Vkandis' name are you making those noises? You're a book!"

[ooc: open!]

Platypus campfire, very late Monday night

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Coming back from Caritas, Annette's cell rang before she could make it to the cabin. Sighing at seeing who it was, she wandered over to the campfire and sat down in a lounge chair. Slipping off her sandals, she drew her knees to her chest and pressed her bare heels against the edge of the seat.

( Hi mom. )

Sighing, she closed her cell and dropped it to the ground and just stared at the fire. "Man, what a day."

(it's late Monday night, but open if you like.)

Minotaur Cabin Firepit: Monday Evening [5-14-07]

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After her first workshop and a full day of work, Lana just wanted to sit down and put her feet up. It was too nice to sit inside in the tiny alcove she and Jim were in so she decided to go outside. She brought some soda and some stuff to nibble on out to the firepit and made herself comfortable.


[OOC: Open!]

Chupacabra Campfire [Monday Night]

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With his first two workshops moderately successful (the dog kicking question was a trick!) and the books still acting like chickens inside the cabin, Gavin's escaped to outside the cabin.

He's leaning against a log and counting stars. It's better than counting sand.

[Ooooooooooopen to all!]