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It may look like Camulus is asleep in his armchair. In fact, Camulus is arguing with someone.
Where you like that when you were a child?
More or less. Only I didn't have to deal with those blond ones.
I know how you feel about my blond ones.
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OOC: Logan's Gym
Staff
Camulus (godinakilt)
Brachi Stildyne (stildyne)
Christian Markelli (waytooeasy)
Xena (warriorxenaThere's been some confusion as to the type of gym - based not on the Y but on a small-town, men's club kind of gym. Think Average Joe's instead of Globogym. Squat brick building, gives the impression of being somewhat dingy inside. Main feature upon entering is a raised boxing ring, ( Read more... ) -
Camulus's room, Wednesday evening
Camulus, still worrying over Stildyne's problem as he finished his solitary meal and washed up, stretched out with a book to distract himself. Camulus was an avid reader, one of the sharper Goa'ulds in the knife drawer, and devoured Earth literature. Especially that which deals with his personal sphere of influence: war. He was looking forward to a ( Read more... ) -
Camulus's rooms, Thursday evening
Camulus would be very, very displeased if anyone were to comment on the fact that she was cooking for a male visitor. Camulus happened to enjoy cooking. Every god needs at least something to bow to their will, even if it is just a recipe for cheesy baked pasta.
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Camulus's room, Friday night
Camulus silently held the door open for Orlin, his face blank of emotion. If Orlin did it to him again . . . he wouldn't be able to cope. -
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If Camulus weren't accustomed to getting what he wanted and a culture where manhood came earlier, he might actually have some qualms about inviting the young man who stroked his thigh to his rooms in the dark of the evening.
Then again, he was evil.
It was a fair cop.
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Camulus's room, Sunday evening
Camulus really had no idea how he had managed to get himself into this situation. Making noodles for Orlin, of all people. That irritating little Ancient who knew exactly how to get under his skin. He scowled at the noodles. They didn't even have the good grace to burn so their dinner would be ruined. He glanced at the clock. Five minutes to seven ( Read more... ) -
Felicia's room, Tuesday night
Camulus followed Felicia off the elevator, relaxing already in anticipation of a bit of fun. Maybe it would get that blasted irritating little man off his mind at last. He crowded Felicia when they reached the door, his hand settling on the other man's hip.
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Penthouse of Ormulus, Sunday night
Camulus was asleep. Poor thing. Being evil took so much out of a guy. Look at him, sprawled over the bed in a pair of baggy flannel bottoms, completely tuckered out. Isn't he cute?
