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[Good evening, explorers! After departing from Cair Paradisa, the path was south at first, but turned west fairly early on. Skirting well south of Eldritch Forest, the travelers had camped near the edge of the Amber Steppe, not quite within sight of the forest that marks the Totem Coast. The grasses are parched brown by the heat, though greener patches mark the presence of water. It's near one of these - a small, bubbling stream leading west that Raine has chosen to follow as it will almost certainly run into the river marked on her map - that the travelers have made their camp.

The carts and wagons are arranged in a defensive circle, though the campers are free to set up their tents outside them as well as inside wher ethe rest of them are. There are small cooking fires scattered around as well as a large bonfire in the center for socializing.

Play music? Sing? Teach those poor non-Earth kids how to make s'mores? Or just sit around and socialize with others.

Or hide in your tent and ignore everyone, if you really want to.]

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[If anything, it seems tropical, and tropics are usually vacation spots. Or so she hears. Usually they're just other green-blooded trolls but what does she know?]

Yeah, okay! I suppose it works. I still think it's pawfully silly that you'd care about that while on an expedition, though.

Oh yes, it was definitely a sincere thing. A little weird, if you ask me.

[It's a pretty regular tent, really, except for the kitchen, which has a little cooking stove nestled safely in it.

The Once-ler hums a little tune to himself as he gathers up a bowl and some ingredients, before putting them on a little fold out table]

Okay, Kiddo. Now you get to learn the delicate art of pancake making.

When you say excitement, you don't secretly mean 'terror' do you? Just checking. ...In case.

Is it like making a pie?

[Let her think about that for a moment.]

Yes, I suppose it is a bit strange. Endearing, but strange.

Not exactly, but you have the same basic ingredients, you just mix and cook them differently.

[And he goes through it step by step doop doop too lazy to type it all out]

And then we put it into the flying pan.

Aww now just because you're roughing it doesn't mean you can't brighten up the place a little, right?

Oh, no, the exciting part for me was actually being inside and learning about the castle.

Soooo the chances of anything trying to kill us are slim? Because I like those odds.

That's exactly the right term, right there. 'Endearing, but strange'.

Hm... well... it is Paradisa, so I think the best thing to do is plan for multiple possibilities.

[a little giggle] Anti-gravity hair?

Hoo hoo...

[She's going to turn casually to your super cool wagon house.]

Wherever did that intriguing building come from? Is it yours?

[Pulling against the one tree, testing its strength]

[Kat drops the reigns and shifts as much as she can to put both hands on the trunk and push as well, adding what strength she can to the endeavor. The horse shifts again and snorts at them, ready himself to be loose.]

[Zelos hadn't been lying when he said he could handle the cold. It was simply something you adjusted to when you did stuff like sleep on roofs. ]

[Yet here was this kid again, doing something of thinking of others when she didn't have to. It was a bit sad how that still surprised him from time to time. At least he was starting to get used to the physical contact that people seemed so keen on doing in this place. ]

[But after a bit of a surprised glance, he makes himself comfortable, shifting his arm around her to hold onto that cloak so it doesn't fall off her]

Heh. Comfortable?

[RAY........

Hellboy plunks himself down next to Ray, eying the trunk.]

Eagle Scout, right?

[ Yes. ] No.

[ Claim aside, she burrows closer seeking warmth. Her eyes feel heavy. ]

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Yeah, it's great. Do you watch the stars a lot?

[He flops onto his back as well.]

[FHSAKJDASDF]

J-jeez! How long have you been there?!

For how long?

I bet they'd be all the rage in the Valley of Vung.

Not long at all. You just put the batter in like this, and shift it so it covers the whole pan. [As he's doing this he's humming his little pancake song don't judge him]

And then you use the spatula to make sure it's not stuck to the bottom and - [He picks up the pan and flips the pancake in the air] - flippitybo! You have one delicious pancake.

[He'll be putting that on a plate and dousing it with syrup, before handing the plate to her] There you go.

How do you even plan for something like that?

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