Orlin's long adventure. Written by godinakilt.

( Cut for length )

Ok.

Here it goes.

My mum is coming up from South Carolina to Ontario where I live for a week. Since I haven't seen her since Christmas and I love my mummy dearest, I really won't be around next week at all except to post class.

Sorry for the flakiness, and my non timliness recently.

Alright, not that many care, but I wont be online till Sunday, since I am moving out of residence and to Toronto today.

So... I will not be around AT ALL untill then.

I will check my email, so if you need me ping me there.

Orlin was cooking a romantic dinner. He had been feeling rather useless lately, and decided to do something a bit different. It had been ages since he'd cooked properly.

Orlin is looking cranky still.

But the boiler is fixed at least.

If you were having a conversation with orlin, and I havn't answered please ping me here. Things happened last night, and safe to say, didn't get back to a computer.

Also, I have exams from the 17-26 of this months, so i won't be on much untill they are over. From there, I will be moving to Toronto, so also limited if any computer access.

If you need Orlin for anthing email me and we'll see what we can do.

Orlin had had a quiet day. He was exactly moping, but he wasn't his normal happy self. Currently, he was just sitting on the couch with Scathadh on his lap staring at the wall.
Because walls are fascinating.
Shut Up.

Orlin came in, well backed in, as he was kissing Camulus very thoroghly.

Orlin was humming as he puttered around his apartment cleaning up a few things, and throwing out things he, and Camulus, wouldn't need.

Oh what a world, we live in he murmreed along with the Rufus Wainwright CD playing in the background.

He lookes oddly happy for some reason.



[[open to anyone who wants to visit, complain about problems that they want him to fix, exceterea.]]

Orlin has had a rather stressful day.

He was eating comfort food.

Which meant macaroni and cheese. There was enough if someone else decided to drop by for dinner.

Just not enough for two people to drop by and expect to be fed.

Which could be why Orlin is fidgity.

Alrighty tighty my dears.

Exams are coming up in about two weeks for me and I REALLY need to study. You may have noticed Orlin has not been his usually busybody self. This would be why.

So.

Untill April 26th times will be severly restricted to a few hours a day. If you need me or want to tell me to get off LJ because I should be studying, feel free to do so.

Infact. Please do!

I may also have to send Orlin away on 'vacation' for a bit to if I can't stay away.

Caoi!

Orlin pulled out his keys as Camulus pulled him down the hall from next door..

"Hold on hold on." he grumbled, juggling keys, book, and waffle maker in his arms.

Orlin has had a pretty good day. He'd been to the park and talked to Agatha about her new sculpture. And he'd also just gotten back from dinner with Clay. He was currently reading A Journalistic Interview With A Blood Sucking Fiend. It was a very very good book.

Orlin is in a rather good mood this afternoon.

Despite issues, and problems.

Might have something to do with the naked man still stretched out in his bed asleep.

Maybe.

He's making coffee, and maybe waffles.

After a breif excursion into town, Orlin is relaxing in his apartment. No, he's not avoiding Camulus. Nope. Not at all. Scathadh is running in and out being kittenish. Orlin is reading the book about poodles. It's actually pretty amusing.

Alright.

Drank to much last night and feel horrible today.

Responses may be slow, but ping me if you need me immediatley.

*flees back to bed*

Orlin woke up in his own apartment.

Alone.

He sighed and padded barefoot into the kitchen to grab some coco puffs for breakfast. But he didn't eat any.

Head in hands, staring at the kitchen wall, Orlin realized that he and Camulus had alot of problems that needed to be worked out. It could not continue like this.

Dumping the cereal, Orlin sighed and went to get ready to face the day.

Orlin had stuck a box in a random corner of Camulus' apartment. He had made sure that the wee thing inside was able to get out.

Currently, he's sitting on the couch in frount of the tv with a book that he's ostensibly reading.

Really, he's waiting for his prey to walk into the trap.

And possibly have some dinner.

Orlin woke up early and pulled out out the computer that he had stowed in Camulus apartment.

He booted it up and read over the data it presented him, a smile slowly spread across his face,

Finally!