Cheerleading Practice, The Gym, Wednesday after classes

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Harper wasn't sure if many people would stick around after classes for practice, especially if they were going home for the extra-long weekend. But she wanted to get a good work-out in so she had extra room in her tummy for Thanksgiving goodies.

The mats were out, the music was blaring, and the gym was ready for the cheerleaders to do their thing!

Magic + Support Reserves, Wednesday Afternoon

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Never accuse the Magic and Support reserves of skimping on any holiday where food was a key element.

... well, okay, they never skimped on food in general, but this week they'd basically ordered every element of a Thanksgiving feast except the stuffed turkey. It was a pie and mashed potato-palooza, and there were chairs set up in a circle so people wouldn't have to try to master new feats of balancing while they ate.

"Happy ... holiday most of you might not celebrate," Tara said, once most of the group had shuffled through the buffet line. "M-mostly we're here to eat, but while we're eating I wanted to do something my mom always had us do when I was little. We can all go around and each say what we're thankful for. It can be something huge, like love" -- she glanced to Kennedy if she was at the meeting -- "or, um, something as small as a pretty new pair of shoes. The idea is kind of to remind ourselves that, even if things are really bad, there's always stuff to be grateful for. Like, I'm thankful we're all here and that the island seems to be in a good mood."

"And I am grateful for my friends and all they have taught me of emotions," Raven said. "And for my gifts of healing which allow me to help them if they are hurt. And for the guidance my teachers have show me in controlling myself. And ... for love." She could probably go on and on and on, because this was Raven after, but the others needed a chance to speak.

Dolf ... probably knew less about this holiday than the students who weren't even from this planet, but the assignment was easy enough. "I'm grateful that the children are safe," he said, quietly. "And I'm grateful that I am safe. And all of you. That we aren't badly sick or hurt, and that things here are good. And I'm grateful for Saint Nicholas for watching over the children." A pause. "And for toilets." Just so it wouldn't become entirely depressing.

Karla had experienced one Thanksgiving already, and as far as she could tell, it was a holiday devoted to food and being nice to people. And more food.

Namely, it was a holiday she could get behind.

"I'm grateful for Fandom, giving us a home away from home," she said after a moment's thought. "I'm grateful that we can find acceptance here, even if it's just among a small group of friends. I'm grateful for love and laughter and Lacey's fries, and food that delivers."

[OOC: And I am thankful to have people like trigons_child, swordsandsoccer, and glacial_witch to preplay with.]

Girls With Guns - Shooting Range [Wednesday afternoon]

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When the gun club members arrived today, they'd been handwavily informed to wear old clothes that they didn't mind ruining.

"Using firearms is a privilege and a responsibility, and if we haven't beaten that into your heads yet, today ought to do it," Makita chirped at her classmates. "Today? We're doing basic upkeep on our range. We use it, so we care for it. This means washing down the counters, repainting, sweeping, and replacing targets and supplies."

Triela nodded at Makita in approval. "We're doing this for two reasons. First, as Makita mentioned, to remind you that this is a privilege. Second, to remind you just how destructive a gun can be. Some of today's clean-up will be from normal wear and tear, but a lot of it is going to be bullet damage. Pay attention to the walls, floors, and ceilings at the far end of the range. Look at the damage done at the shooting benches from recoil. It's important that you don't forget how much damage we're capable of doing."

"We've got plaster for hole-patching, paint, cleaning supplies, the moddable works," Makita agreed, already rolling up her sleeves and grabbing some plastering tools. "Let's get going, comrades!"

The Roof [Wednesday evening]

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Katniss was aware that tomorrow was some sort of holiday, and while she was fuzzy on the details of its origin, what mattered was the fact that she knew it had to do with feasting.

Needless to say, she was looking forward to it.

However, Wednesday evening found her restless. It was too cold (and soon, too dark) to stay out in the woods -- even if she had been inclined, the animals themselves were tucking themselves away into warmer locations. So she took to the roof after stowing her bow and arrow, tucking her jacket around herself and just quietly looking out over the edge. With the Tour fast approaching, she knew she had to appreciate moments like this, when she could just think and be alone, quietly. Even if she was afforded a time like this in the coming months -- and that was unlikely -- it would be filmed, and shared with Peeta.

So right now, she just stayed still in the chill, appreciating her peace and quietly nudging little rocks off the edge of the rooftop, just to watch them fall.

[bored and making pies. open yay!]