[identity profile] cyclopeanmerc.livejournal.com
Sometimes, you just need to get out. And Pip had done just that. He was on the roof of Squirrel cabin, playing his guitar, thinking about nothing at all.

[[Open for anyone who might be out in this neck of the woods.]]
[identity profile] strongestgirl.livejournal.com
Pippi is lounging by the unlit fire ring for what is probably the last time this year.

Perhaps later she'll go down into town for brunch or something.

Right now she was just enjoying being out in the woods singing softly to herself.

It's been stuck in her head since yesterday... )
[identity profile] strongestgirl.livejournal.com
Pippi is sitting by the campfire, which does have a fire going.

Not a roaring fire. And not exactly "fire" per sae, more like a pile of glowing coals. It doesn't give off a lot of light but it does give off quite a bit of heat to hold back the chilly morning fog.

Also in the fire ring are a number of foil wrapped pouches, a coffee pot, and a Dutch oven from which comes the smell of baking bread.

Pippi wonders if the birds are sleeping in this morning.

[[ooc: Don't be shy about asking for some breakfast! ...If you can figure out how.]]
nadiathesaint: (when I awoke)
[personal profile] nadiathesaint
Nadia lay stretched out on the grass, watching the sky for breaks in the clouds so she could pretend they made shapes.

On the one hand, Constant Vigilance seemed like it would be a good class, and she was pretty sure that the Doctor might be the coolest teacher since Mac left. She idly wondered if she could call the Doctor "Doc". Also, she was now done with workshops for the week, which meant a weekend to look forward to.

On the other hand, she apparently had detention tomorrow. Possibly for chalking things, but she suspected it was one of those "punish for no reason!" things this school liked to do sometimes.

She also kind of felt like she should have a long stalk of seeding grass sticking out of her mouth, and possibly a banjo, though she wasn't entirely certain why.

[ooc: open. I've just been told to bum around until they get a document they can trust me to format my first week, so please to be entertaining me?]
[identity profile] union-jane.livejournal.com
Seras was in front of the cabin, practising with a foot ball, bouncing it from knee to knee or weaving and stoping it with her feet.

Between last night's row with Walter and today's Sex Ed class, Seras was feeling out of sorts. To put it mildly.

Having had a shouting match with a friend when all she'd wanted to do was express her concern and attending a class where she was both completely out of her depth and hideously uncomfortable had left her feeling rather a failure.

It was a horrid feeling which she hadn't the first idea how to begin dealing with.

So, instead, she decided to take her mind off of things by doing something she *knew* she was good at. Damn good, in fact. Seras threw herself into the movements and, for now, tried to forget everything else.

[Open!]
[identity profile] strongestgirl.livejournal.com
Pippi is hanging out by the Squirrel Campfire, she appears to be drinking fizzy lemonade and reading a book with the title of Decameraon.

She seems very amused.

The Fourthe Novel of the Seventh Day )

[[ooc: open!]]
[identity profile] electric-sitar.livejournal.com
It was nice to be back in the cabins again. Even if he'd been unsure about them at first, Demyx had gotten used to the cabins and he actually really liked them - though he probably wouldn't admit it.

He crawled out of bed and dragged himself into the common room, where he began raiding cupboards and looking for something to eat.


((ooc: Somebody want to come save the cabin from Demyx's attempts at cooking aka fires and floods?))
[identity profile] strongestgirl.livejournal.com
Pippi has a cozy fire going in the Squirrel Cabin campfire ring.

There might also be a tin of "s'more nachos" going. Maybe even a small cooler with some chilly bottles of fizzy lemonade?

There was going to be a "Welcome back Squirrels" banner... But there was nowhere really to pin it up. So Pippi used it for kindling.
She sings cheerfully as she pokes at the fire )

[[ooc: open like an open thing
[identity profile] strongestgirl.livejournal.com
Pippi knelt backwards on the chair near the window and looked dubiously at the sky. She'd certainly like to go outside. There were all kinds of things she could do outside and it was summer after all. She was fairly certain that any number of people were out there having all sorts of fun and excitement without her.

But it did look like rain, and she found that to be something of a problem.

Turning into a cat isn't all it's cracked up to be sometimes.

[[ooc: It's a common room. Enjoy. I'm cleaning out a closet and going through boxes so I would welcome the interruption.]]
[identity profile] electric-sitar.livejournal.com
Thunderstorms and rain were two things Demyx loved, and naturally he was outside for them. He sat on the ground, leaning back against one of the log benches, and strummed his sitar idly. He should be thinking of something to use for his mandatory story-telling in a few weeks in Campfire Stories and Songs, but for now he just wanted to enjoy the rain...and the company of anyone who wanted to join him.
[identity profile] strongestgirl.livejournal.com
Pippi is taking the air out by the Squirrel firepit. There's a small blaze going, more for light then heat.

Both classes today gave her new toys to play with... And currently, she's using the minicomp from Outdoorsmanship to look up the lotions she was given in Sex Ed.

She's highly amused.


[[ooc: I'm open! Throw the ball!]]
nadiathesaint: (intorspective)
[personal profile] nadiathesaint
Nadia didn't have any workshops today, and so was sitting around at the campfire wondering what she should do with herself for the day.

Her plan may have included lying around in the grass somewhere and watching clouds go by. Of course, that would lead to her thinking about what Walter might be doing in his sex ed class and thinking that she really should have signed up for that one when she had the chance. . . .

[ooc: Open for interaction.]
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[personal profile] nadiathesaint
After spending a rather lazy day hiding lying about in her alcove, Nadia headed out after sunset to build a campfire and relax. She had her guitar out, of course, and was currently plucking away at nothing in particular, just kind of making up a song as she went along.

Which meant that what she was playing was rather repetitive and not terribly good, but, well, what could you do?

[ooc: bored. open.]
[identity profile] strongestgirl.livejournal.com
The nature walk hadn't turned out so well. So after getting Walter and Nadia tucked into their respective nooks she settled down to finally eat the lunch she had packed for the hike... And maybe throw a few darts.

The electric kettle is on for tea.

[[ooc: Open for whoever may happen to wander by.
[identity profile] walter-n-wires.livejournal.com
The weather intermittently sucked, so Walter had the radio playing in the common room and had produced a dart board from somewhere.

Pup kept running across the floor chasing uselessly after the thrown darts, but between music and his purchases from All and Sundries, Walter was not too bored.

[ooc: Open to whomever. It is a common room, after all.]
[identity profile] strongestgirl.livejournal.com
There is no fire in the fire pit, it's the middle of the day and Pippi doesn't need to cook anything.

What she is doing is enjoying the day. There's a chance it will get cooler and rain, but right now it's quite nice in her opinion.

She's sipping a lemonade, and fiddling with a bit of rope that's different colors on each end and about six feet long.

Other then that, she doesn't seem to be particularly buisy.

[[ooc: open to all]]]
[identity profile] strongestgirl.livejournal.com
After returning from her shopping trip into town, Pippi makes a B-line for the Squirrel cabin campfire.

She's got a medium sized blaze going and is cooking hot dogs on sticks over the fire while she sings.

Get up Jack, John sit down )
nadiathesaint: (in the dark)
[personal profile] nadiathesaint
Nadia had the fire going pretty quickly and settled back against one of the surrounding logs with her legs one leg stretched out and the other bent up, supporting her guitar. Her brace was lying on the ground by her knee, and she was playing a soft, Spanish ballad as she stared into the fire.

That leg that's streched out really might be a bit too close to the fire circle, but she hadn't built a large blaze, just something small to provide a bit of light and warmth as the sun set.

[ooc: open to interaction]

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