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The cabin looked pretty normal from the outside, just like every day plain-Jane log cabins. They were square and had little square windows on either side of the door and windows on the sides. There was also no sign of a TV antenna or anything awesome like that. There was a small step up to the actual inside of the cabin. From the door you could see 6 beds total; actually four of the six beds incidentally were bunk beds. One on top of the other, then two singles off to the sides, though they could be made bunk beds too obviously.

There was a small den area that had six bean bag chairs and long coffee table, obviously for snacks or when the kids wanted to sit and talk, play games or do other such fun things. If nothing else but to keep the kids occupied when it was a rainy day and they couldn’t actually do anything outside.

Not far from any of the cabins were washrooms, not quite outhouses or port-a-johns; they were pretty nice for being in a log cabin type building and in fact it sort of reminds one of those fancy restrooms that theme parks, or stadiums, or even race tracks have, with toilets and sinks.

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((Girls ages 13-16 Coralie Westerman, Aitana Cato, Lydia, Gigi Gennaro (+2 random civvies)))

Harper loved these every day plain-Jane log cabins. They had all of the sweet wood smell of her family's work shed or the barn where she worked without the pungent additives that came with them. Or, at least they did some years ago when she last came to Larkspur. Outside, she again hefted the backpack higher on her shoulders and followed after a rather excited, green haired camper who had bound through the door. The ceremonial claiming of the beds. Uh oh.

In her nostalgic mental adventure, she had completely forgotten about bunk beds. It's not that Harper disliked sharing, or even being that close to other people, but all it had taken was one summer of a particularly sloppy bunk-mate and she had been put off of them for life. But, if being at camp meant trading off this one inconv-- Wait. Brown eyes spotted two open, regular beds near the wall and she was off in a flash! (Or rather, a flash hampered down with a backpack and sleeping bag.) With a rush of exuberance and a sigh of relief, the top half of Harper's body flopped down on the single the minute she was close enough. Content with her own victory, Harper began to dismantle the sleeping bag from its coils.

[Tardy addition to Oleander Cabin. <3 I'm ttly up for cabin rps!]

The sleeping bag had just given up on its last knot holding it closed -- freeing itself to be rolled out and exposing its pillow-filled center, thoroughly claiming the bed -- when Harper was addressed by her cabin-mate. What an accent! Certainly unexpected, that. She hoped everyone in Oleander would be as friendly and turned, smiling, to answer the greeting.

"I'm Harper! I go to Crystal Academy, actually... but I do like sports and such, yeah! I'm not on any teams or anything, because I'm sorta terrible at most of them, but it's fun nonetheless," she admitted, laughing a bit at her own ineptitude. She knew Meadowview trounced Crystal Academy at just about every sporting event.

Pink pigtails down to the floor is exactly what walked through the door at that moment, bag slung over her shoulder and eyes critically examining every inch of the small cabin. Not finding anywhere to plug in her laptop she sighed greatly. Well, she had three or four books tucked into her baggage along with the ereader she had surreptitiously used Blanche's money to purchase under Perry's nose.

The days of robbing banks were over, but she was still rather sneaky.

Walking over to her friend she looked at the top bunk, then the bottom, then back up again. "Bottom." Without even waiting for Aitana to answer, Allie flopped herself down onto the bottom bunk and dropped all her bags to the opposite side of the bed. "Feels good to be on my back! Did we have to go through all of it?" She was referring, of course, to that long tour.

Pigtails flopping she regarded the other occupant of their little cabin. "Hi! Sorry! I am Coralie but you can call me Allie if you want." A sunny smile was aimed like a beam and she remained sprawled on the little bed without a care in the world.

It had maybe been a dumb idea to go through the whole tour with all of her bags still with her, but Gigi hadn’t wanted to miss anything. Despite years of pining and begging, this was her very first actual summer camp. So far, it was living up to her expectations, though she was mildly concerned that creepy-crawlies might work their way in through the log walls. Oh well, she’d just have to brave it.

She poked her head into her designated cabin, waving to the other girls as she finally ditched the overstuffed bags. She didn’t know any of them by name, but she’d seen both green and pink around Meadowview. Awesome.

First mission, beds. She didn’t intend to be spending that much time sleeping, so it didn’t really matter one way or the other. But it was always better to check.

“Hi guys! Anyone claimed this one?” she pointed to the second single bed.

"Aha, good point! Last choice for them!" Gigi grinned at the upside-down girl and moved one of her bags onto the bed in claimage. "I'm Gigi!" she responded, waving to the three. "Pleased to meet you!"

Unpacking was still secondary to looking around. She’d expected the cabins to be just plain places to sleep, but the comfortable little den area delighted her. Beanbags were a special kind of love all by themselves.

But the cabin was still missing an important part of the camp experience. After rummaging around in her pack for a moment, she plopped a bag of marshmallows on the low table, open for sharing. There, now it was home.

((Since Camp has finished, you can exit and call this a FIN whenever you are ready! Feel free to continue to play, and get the interactions you want out of this, or exit at your leisure))