The Camp Gym; Wednesday Morning.

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Cal usually didn't consider running as part of his workout routine; it was excellent exercise, sure, but Cal wasn't exactly doing this for his health. His pursuits were ones of complete vanity, and running just didn't cover the muscles he wanted to work. However, he had been working the same ones this whole time, and yesterday's adventures in obnoxiousness had him thinking it might not be such a bad idea to work a treadmill on occasion, which is what he was pursuing at the moment.

He should invest in some better shoes at some point.

[[ open, of course! ]]

Ursa Major Campfire; Early Wednesday Evening.

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While the weather was a bit tempermental, Adah decided that she really needed to get out of the cabin for a bit. The dream that snuck up on her Monday had her a little wary about spending too much time in her alcove. She rather easily got a fire started, even with just the use of her good hand, throwing out a bag of marshmallows, some chocolate bars, and a box of graham crackers to satiate the hungry masses and hopefully distract them from bothering her too much if they thought to be social, and settled nearby with some light reading to finish before the last of the daylight hours faded away.

She couldn't wait until summer finished and she could start getting into something a little meatier. Pride, also quite against the idea of staying cooped up all day long, was enjoying the little bout of freedom by hopping lightly around in the grass. Adah wasn't to concerned about the little brown rabbit hopping off, because she felt the two of them had reached an understanding that if he did bounce off, she wasn't going to go bouncing off after him to ensure his safety.

[[ open campfire is open, of course ]]

Centaurus Living Room, Wednesday Evening

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There just wasn't enough space in the alcove to do this properly.

Deidara needed room to sprawl, so he'd pushed the furniture around enough to give him some floor space. Having left his coat and sandals in his alcove, he was dressed only in black and fishnet - as a proper ninja should, of course.

Taking out a bottle of nail polish, he began touching up the black lacquer on his toenails. Running around in sandals all the time meant the polish did need to be touched up on occasion.


(open like a common room-ish area! and scented like nail polish...yech.)