The Dorm roof: Thursday morning

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Karal, being from Karse, had no idea what Thanksgiving was.

Or at least he hadn't until last night, when he'd gone looking for an explanation. It was a fascinating holiday, he'd decided, one that filled him with no small amount of hope.

It had also planted the seed of an idea, one that kept growing, and he'd spent several hours trying to capture it in words. Now he was on the roof, standing under the light of the morning sun.

There was no one to see and no one to hear (or so he thought, though he didn't check), but he didn't mind. This was something he needed to do. Walking to the edge, he lifted his chin, robes fluttering in the light breeze, and began to speak.

( Giving thanks. )

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The Dorm Lawn, late Friday morning [11/23]

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Cassandra wasn't sure whether it was the time she'd spent in her room or the meditation this morning or some combination of the two, but she found that she was feeling remarkably calm. It wasn't something she had expected, especially with the recent anniversary, but that didn't change how she felt.

It had been a while since she had practiced any of the softer styles she had been taught, and today felt like the day for it. So she was out on the lawn going through a series of slow graceful movements, flowing smoothly from one to the next.

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The Gym, Friday evening

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It's been way too long since she got a good workout, so Hoshi was in the gym doing some aikido moves. The basic defensive techniques were getting much easier with practice. She hoped she wouldn't have to use them anytime soon, though.

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