Koala, Sunday Evening

[demonbelthazor]

Moving was easy when you were a demon that could teleport. Bel gathered up the things he and Phoebe would need for their cabin and shimmered over to get things set up. It took more than one trip to get all the things Phoebe wanted. He could've waited until tomorrow to do it since he had no workshops on Monday, but why bother? Tuesday morning was archery, Wednesday was photography (not that he had any interest in it, but Veronica had headtilted at him), Thursday was leadership, and Friday was "Flight and Flying," which, okay, he took just for the opportunity to harass Anakin.

As he dragged one bed from alcove 1 to alcove 3 and pushed it against the bed that was already there, he idly wondered who was in the other half of the cabin. Might be awkward if any of the many new demon hunters were living right next door.


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[dude-its-jude.livejournal.com]

WHAMPF CLATTER CRASH CLATTER ROOOOOOLL.

"Haaaaaarsh . . ." came from the other half of the cabin after the typical end-of-disaster sound of something spinning to a halt had subsided.

[sensethevisions]

Phoebe came in with a cat carrier that held Seraphim and Valkyrie. They had let it be knwn in no uncertain terms that she and Cole were not camping out for a week in the weirdness that is Fandom without them.

[lovelylana.livejournal.com]

Lana trekked down from her room with a large duffel bag and her backpack. There was more stuff she wanted to bring eventually, but this would do for now. She started settling her stuff in A4.

[apocalypsesoon.livejournal.com]

John quietly shows up with a single backpack and takes B4, next to the common room.