The Stables: Thursday evening

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Karal stood in Trenor's stall, grooming his horse in what was admittedly a not very successful attempt to take his mind off…things. Trenor was picking up on his tension, tail switching irritably back and forth as he stamped one foot.

Karal sighed. "I am sorry," he said quietly to the horse, who flicked an ear back at him.

:Sorry for what?: Altra appeared out of nowhere, which was a tendency he shared with ordinary cats. Ordinary cats, however, rarely brought paper wrapped bundles with them

He stared at it suspiciously. "What's that?"

:You probably didn't realise this,: the 'cat said, sounding extremely pleased with himself. :But today's your birthday.:

Karal blinked and stared at him. "No it's not."

:It is. You were born on the longest day of summer in Karse. Today is the longest day of summer here. Therefore it's your birthday. Open it.:

Karal did so, finding a handsome leatherbound notebook, a small box of Valdemaran chocolate, and a palm-sized statue of a Firecat. "Is this supposed to be you?" he laughed.

Altra rolled his eyes. :It's the first Firecat that Vkandis sent to one of the Kin. But you can pretend it's me, if that makes you happy.:

Karal settled on a hay bale to examine his gifts, smiling at Altra. "Thank you," he said quietly, touched that the 'cat had done this.

Altra simply looked smug.

[ooc: open if you like! Thread with Jaina locked to them, thanks...and I am just about to get dragged off to meeting hell, for what I suspect may be a couple of hours, but I will be back! I escaped!]

Fifth Floor Common Room, Friday Evening

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Everyone seemed to have  gone on the camping trip, so John thought he'd have his own camp out in the common room.  There was no tent, but there was food and a television showing the series finale of Wormhole X-Treme.  He told himself this was far better than actual camping, especially after the crazy Fun Run. 

Third Floor Common Room, Friday Evening

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Tori made her way to the common room and plopped down on the couch. She was a bit sore from the events of this afternoon. She'd managed to take care of the scratches on her shoulders and arms, thankfully they weren't too deep.

Tori had the television on, but wasn't really paying attention to it. She was more tired than anything and might possibly fall asleep on the couch, if no one happened by.

[OOC: So very very open!]