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001 SETTING UP CAMP | Why the hell are there so many pieces to this tent and wait what? no no that's not how you start a fire are you trying to burn the forest down?!
002 ROUGHING IT | Okay there's camping and then there's stranding yourself out in the woods with nothing but a backpack, a piece of flint, and a compass. Or maybe it wasn't you're idea and you're in need of rescuing.
003 CAMPFIRE FOOD | There's nothing like food cooked over a campfire. Or maybe you're content with just stabbing a hotdog with a stick and trying not to get it too burnt?
004 FIRESIDE TALES | Something about being in the woods at night demands spooky stories told by the fire. And maybe you can wrangle someone else into helping you scare the crap out of everyone!
005 GREAT OUTDOORS | Sometimes you just have to sit back and enjoy the wonder of being outside where light pollution is minimal, the forest sounds replace the noise of the city, and you can see the stars. Or maybe you just want to complain about all these bugs.
006 HIKING TRAILS | On foot, on horseback, or on mountain bike, these are the best way to see what there is to see. Just make sure you stay on the path.
007 PLANT IDENTIFICATION | No, those berries are totally safe to eat... right? And... hold on... is that poison ivy?
008 THE RICH LIFE | Now this is camping. An RV that costs almost as much as your house, running water, TV, AC... what do you mean that's not really camping?
009 WILDLIFE ENCOUNTERS | What was that? Did you just see a fox? Or was that a bear you heard? Or maybe you're looking for something a bit easier to roast like rabbits or fish. Just watch out for snakes.
010 INCLEMENT WEATHER | How are you supposed to set up a tent when it's pouring? Did you bring enough layers for the chill? Or maybe it's just unseasonably hot and you need to go jump in the river before you pass out.
011 THE UNKNOWN | Maybe it was all the scary stories or maybe it's just the unknown sounds that come from the forest at night but you're freaked. Or maybe... Maybe it's a Wendigo.
012 WILD CARD | Roll again, mix and match, or create your own.

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[ ooc: Oh please, make him camp-- it'll be precious. As always, the Nein are loved! ]

[info+permissions in journal. cross-canon a-okay, but prefer some flavor of historical period setting.]

[DMC4 and DMC5 available; 4 Nero will pretend to not be excited and skulk the whole time. 5 Nero will be embarrassingly excited to go camping.]

(Cross-canon and assumed CR OK

She knows quite a bit about plants and stuff if you need to scavenge for food.)

Edited 2024-05-30 03:36 (UTC)

( info, permissions. baldur's gate 3 au. totally here for all the cross-canon, aus, etc;! )

It's sweltering.

Natasha's training had briefly covered this terrain, but frankly the opposite extreme had been more of a focus. She's never had to form much of an opinion on it.

She's not sure she likes it. But is still better than the cold.

Similar rules, too. Stay covered up. Find water, find shelter. Get out of the elements... she glances around. Aren't you supposed to camp higher up to avoid flash flooding? This place was as flat as a penny. Maybe she should go a little further, but night was coming fast. In fact... was that smoke?

Natasha squints and then decides to head toward it.

This was, hopefully, a chance for Cobb to clear his head. All his troubles, all the ghosts haunting him, were still there in the lake side cabin. If there's one place he can lose himself and be alone with his thoughts it is the desert. He saddled Chenini, brought the supplies he knew he needed and set off.

He found a nice little out cropping in the canyon near the river and set himself to making a shelter and fire. He has to summon some grazing for Chenini but he settles himself for a quiet night of star gazing and self-reflect.

Damn Jedi.

He does not expect a figure to start walking towards his little campsite. He stands, rests a hand casually on his hip and waits.

“Hello, the camp,” she calls out from far enough away that the form is not yet fully recognizable. The male myth does appear to be performing the remarkable feat of leaning on thin air and is in the desert, so she does have a guess.

Which turns out to be correct as she approaches further. She gives Cobb a smile. "Fancy meeting you here."

"Should've known it was you," he says when he finally gets a good look at the figure in the distance. "Red hair gives it away."

What she's doing out in the desert he can't even begin to guess. Cobb is one of the few people who comes out here of his own free will and enjoys it. The dry heat is nice though it's never as hot as he wants.

"So, Red, what brings you out this way?" He asks, his eyes looking her over for any signs of heat stroke or sun poisoning. She's most likely dehydrated just from not being used to the desert. Cobb gets a canteen from his supplies and holds it out to her.

"Drink slowly. Don't make yourself sick."

She takes the offer of water readily. She'd brought... more than enough with her, but it wasn't on her now. Following his direction, she takes one slow sip and then lowers the canteen to respond.

"Would you believe enjoying the view?" her gaze glints hazel at him before she takes another slow sip. Ugh, the temptation to go back for more, quickly, is so real. But she knows this game and she doesn't want to get sick.

She shrugs one shoulder, "If I'm going to get dropped in the middle of no where for a Trial, I'd rather be more prepared than not," which is an incredibly honest answer even if she doesn't tell him exactly how she's been preparing. Getting a basic grasp of the geography is also a priority, even if this is technically her second time back in Cruel Summer.

"Yeah, it's a nice view." Cobb would believe anyone who said they came out to the desert to see the sights. There's a beauty to the desert that enough folks don't appreciate. This one is more rocky than the dunes back home but the colors and the rocks are beautiful.

He couldn't fault her for that logic either. There was a whole Trial were folks got dropped into the Wastes beyond Cruel Summer. Cobb spent a lot of time walking into the dunes to bring people out because that's what he knows to do.

"You know, you could've asked for help with that. Learning desert survival on your own isn't the smartest choice." Cobb goes digging through his supplies again and pulls out a poncho. Once the sun goes down it's going to get cold. He's got a leather duster to wear but she's a tiny thing and probably needs it more.

He holds it out to her. "Just sayin'."