55 Minotaur Lane, Friday night
Oct. 3rd, 2008 10:00 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
makestheworldThe bugs had done a decent enough job cleaning up -- for bugs. Which meant it was time to clean things up on a more . . . spiritual level.
Coyote wasn't the sort to worry too much about ventilating things, so he just set the whole place up as a giant sweatlodge, sang a song or two, and stripped himself down to relax in the stifling heat and get his sweat on.
Those walking by might note the occasional leak of steam coming from under the door.
This might take a little while.
[ooc: establishy]
Coyote wasn't the sort to worry too much about ventilating things, so he just set the whole place up as a giant sweatlodge, sang a song or two, and stripped himself down to relax in the stifling heat and get his sweat on.
Those walking by might note the occasional leak of steam coming from under the door.
This might take a little while.
[ooc: establishy]
