Who: Orion, passersby Where: The roof of the Orion dorms When: Day 261, just before curfew What: Preparing for a night out
[Orion has been busy, if looks are any indication. Three beds stand atop the roof on their sides near the garden, forming a crude corner in which the members of the team wait. Spears and knives are near at hand, and every person present is tied to another or two others by means of coarsely braided cloth rope in Orion yellow. The stairs on one side have been wet and slicked with ice; the way up on the other has not been closed off, just yet.]