*It is afternoon, somewhere in the wilds outside of Werites Beacon. Senel sits beside a small campfire, poking it with a stick and munching on the bread he attempted to bake over the flames for their lunch. It didn't turn out so well without an oven, but at least it's edible ( Read more... )

*fast asleep in the middle of the damp rug, hopefully to awaken to a clean house*

*Senel stumbles in to his house early the morning after the party, tired and cranky as he dealt with Marine bureaucrats on the mainland for the past few days, and then spent all last night sailing back to the Legacy with no sleep. He starts wandering across the living room in the dark, not really noticing what's happened to the house yet ( Read more... )

It's kind of sudden, but I've just been contacted by one of my commanding officers in the Marines. I need to head back to the Mainland for a few days to discuss some things with him. I'll probably be gone for about a week.

Tear, I'll give you the key if I can find it. Leon, Stahn... don't trash the house while I'm gone.

((I'm unfortunately ( Read more... )

*rubbing the back of his head, still bruised from when Tear shoved him off the counter to wake him up that morning ( Read more... )

Tear tells me the pizza is done, so everyone who's going to eat, come inside. Sorry there's no table or anything.

I think that Natalia chick was going to make a fruit salad, though? I wonder where she went off to...

*Morning dawns on Senel's house and the band of misfits residing within.*

*Senel has somehow ended up sleeping while perched on the anchor hanging from his ceiling. As to how he actually got up there... your guess is as good as mine.*

(Zzzz.....)

*walks up to the front door of his house carrying an armful of sleeping bags and mattress pads*

(Good thing Madam Musette let me borrow these. I don't need anything to sleep on myself, but it'd be better not to make guests sleep on the floor.)

(I really hope this will turn out okay... that Stahn guy seemed a bit... exciteable.)

*opens the door that he ( Read more... )

I should have learned by now that things on the Legacy never stay normal.

Just what exactly is going on?

I've been out training for the past week or so, and when I get back, Will's house has become some type of... hotel. Norma, I know you're behind this somehow.

...You'd better not have touched my house too.