Galactical Point, Friday afternoon

Mar. 13th, 2026 04:29 pm
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It was chilly again but Caleb needed some outdoor brooding time. He thought about going to the woods for this but his feet took him out to the edge of the water. He stood there for a bit looking out at the bay, then he let his vision shift, taking in the magic in his periphery, but mostly the presence of the life, and the death teeming out beneath the water's surface.

He had a decision to make and he was afraid that Fandom might make it for him.

content warning: child death, child endangerment, violence, trauma repression )

[Open, but he's got dem spooky senses turned on]

The Preserve, Sunday Afternoon

Mar. 8th, 2026 09:04 am
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It was far too not-cold a day to spend it indoors so Caleb decided it was high time he investigated the woods behind the school. Now he knew that unfamiliar forested areas could play tricks, both mundane and not, so he was doing so carefully. And with all his senses on high alert.

The death and rebirth of the Green no longer disturbed him when he looked at the world this way. He noted it, acknowledged it, even appreciated it, then it became a kind of white noise to be tuned out. He listened to the birds and scampering of critters and sensed nothing out of the ordinary.

Well maybe that racoon looked a little sketchy.

But nothing struck him as worrisome just yet, and he was confident that if anything shifted or changed to try to make him lost for instance, he would be able to catch it in time.

He turned to look at the school. It shone like a beacon to him and gave him another thing to help keep him oriented. Someday he'd need to try to get his senses used to the rest of the town so it wouldn't overwhelm him like on the first day. But for now this would do.

Then he was off on a short hike.

[Open if anyone is also getting a little stir crazy, but be aware that Caleb still has his "Other" sight on so he may get a glimpse of your magical nature or whatever, possibly even a death prophecy if you're interested, though he won't say anything.]

Letters From (and to) Home

Mar. 2nd, 2026 06:41 pm
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Caleb had returned from his first ever vacation still reeling from the wonders he had experienced, to find a letter waiting for him from home. From Miss Ellie specifically. It told him the latest news from her and Miss Marcie's neck of the woods, which boiled down to “not much to tell, which as I'm sure you'd agree is good news”.

However there had been sightings of Pinkertons in the area. Whether they were there for the unions, or to pursue the missing person case that had caused Caleb to go into hiding was unclear, but Ellie feared it wasn't a coincidence that they'd showed up not long after he left the confines of the Cradle.

“I've written to D.L. just to be certain but I'm sure if she'd had any suspicious visitors she would have called.”

At least it didn't seem to be Hollow Men? He didn't want to flatter himself but B&L had been on the list.

She wrapped up with entreaties to write back as soon as he could, but only “if you feel it is safe”.

He figured it was safe enough )
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