Who: Cass, Bri, Conor What: Picnic! When: May 11, early evening Where: The edge of the forest outside the grounds Warnings: Uh...I doubt it
Having three days off, combined with the ability to go outside and not feel sick, meant Conor had basically been spending all his time outdoors. Except the night of the full moon, he'd gone and had burgers with Chloe, because she was amazing.
Tucked into a travel cooler and packed with ice, rested a container of ice cream that he'd made himself. Conor couldn't cook to save his own life, but making ice cream wasn't terribly difficult. And he figured he should contribute something.
That cooler was currently sitting at the foot of an enormous pine tree, which Conor had climbed up about halfway. He'd spent the years until his powers manifested running around with his siblings, climbing trees, catching bugs, and sleeping under the stars, if the weather was tolerable. Conor missed trees a lot, and whenever he was somewhere cold enough with large enough trees, you could find him perched in one.
Now, however, he had his legs wrapped around a branch, turning slightly to look at his surroundings. He looked up and smiled slightly, pleased to feel the wind on face. Then, slowly, he leaned to the side, controlling his fall until he was hanging upside down. His hair formed a dark curtain around his face, but if anyone had been there to move it, they would have seen a grin.