Caelum Living Room - Friday Morning

[neurotic-witch.livejournal.com]

Chris woke up early and headed to the kitchenette to make coffee. He wasn't thinking too much about the fact that it was his seventeenth birthday. Well, okay, if you wanted to be technical, it would only be his fifth birthday. Stupid time travel.

Either way, he wasn't thinking too much about his birthday. Birthdays had never really been a big deal for him growing up because of the whole orphan thing. Which he wasn't anymore. Which made him wonder if his birth parents would be calling him today.

He sat on the couch in the living room with a cup of coffee and a book, trying to distract himself until his cabin-mates woke up.



[open to any Caelum residents or anyone who has reason to stop by the cabin!]

Out front of the Sirius cabin, Friday morning

[cheminthehead.livejournal.com]

Gladys spent Thursday night watching the stars for signs of life and knitting.

River had taught her to knit and so had given the golem her first hobby. Possibly the first hobby any golem, anywhere, had ever had.

Of course, that hobby was knitting dildo cozies. Lots of didlo cozies. A golem was, essentially, a machine, and she had produced cozy after cozy with machine like precision.

All the yarn was gone. All that was left was a huge mound of dildo cozies.

Not knowing what to do with them, Gladys had made a sign.

Please Take A Dildo Cozy. They Are Free.

And no, she still didn't know what a dildo was.

[ooc: Help yourself to a moddably coloured and sized dildo cozy!]

Virgo Campfire, late Friday evening

[saltandammo.livejournal.com]

After hanging out at the luau for a while, Dean made his way back to his cabin and started a fire in its firepit. He lounged beside it, occasionally poking it with a stick, watching the flames crackle and burn, inbetween watching the starry sky above.

All in all, he was feeling rather mellow and just generally content with his life and being in this moment.

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