Cygnus campfire, Friday morning

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Well, shoot. Jack was all set to start up the fire and cook some breakfast, but that won't be happening with the rain.

So he's just poking at the firesite with a stick, watching the rain puddle off his raincoat. "This just stinks."

[open like a notcampfire!]

Little Dipper Living Room: Wednesday Afternoon

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The day had started early for Worf. While he'd never admit how special the day was to himself, he planned to at least celebrate in his own way. Despite the rain there had been a successful hunting trip through the preserve. Worf had to skip the part of roasting it over an open fire but using a modified phaser setting was able to cook it without too much of a problem.

And now anyone near the Little Dipper cabin would probably notice the smell of the phaser roasted venison that Worf had cooked over the firepit. In addition there is other food available both modified Klingon and normal human food including variety of pies (cherry, apple and rokeg blood).

Considering it came from Worf... it was almost festive.

[Open for the Dippers or anyone passing by...]

Camp gym, Friday afternoon

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Jaina had been pretty dedicated in her training for a while now, but she had to admit that she'd stepped it up since getting to the cabins. Every day she seemed to be doing something, whether it be in the gym or salle or the flight shed. Maybe she was just working out frustrations or something.

Today she was working out with the bag again, mostly testing her own stamina. Occasionally she'd use the Force to add weight to a punch or a kick, just to see what she could do. Might as well get the trial and error out now so she was prepared if she really had to use it.


[Open! Yes in fact I have no tolerance for boredom this week.]