Laffy Taffy A2, Monday Late Morning Onward

Moving down to the cabins had not exactly been a high priority for Tahiri after Saturday night; she and Ben had spent a good portion of Sunday more or less hiding from everything.

Eventually the need to do something superseded the urge to repress -- and it was starting to hit her that in this situation there was less to repress than she'd expected there to be -- and she set out to find her cabin. Packing was, as always, easy; a couple of changes of clothing, her comlink and datapad, and she was basically set.

Which didn't make her alcove any less empty, or the emptiness any more comforting for its expectedness.

Tahiri could say she was meditating, sitting on her bed with her back against the alcove wall. But that would be a lie.

[OOC: Was supposed to do this yesterday but yay for the day absolutely running away on me. Open with patches of SP, for cabinmates or visitors and oh, yeah, that Skywalker kid.]

Laffy Taffy A2, Monday Late Morning Onward

Moving down to the cabins had not exactly been a high priority for Tahiri after Saturday night; she and Ben had spent a good portion of Sunday more or less hiding from everything.

Eventually the need to do something superseded the urge to repress -- and it was starting to hit her that in this situation there was less to repress than she'd expected there to be -- and she set out to find her cabin. Packing was, as always, easy; a couple of changes of clothing, her comlink and datapad, and she was basically set.

Which didn't make her alcove any less empty, or the emptiness any more comforting for its expectedness.

Tahiri could say she was meditating, sitting on her bed with her back against the alcove wall. But that would be a lie.

[OOC: Was supposed to do this yesterday but yay for the day absolutely running away on me. Open with patches of SP, for cabinmates or visitors and oh, yeah, that Skywalker kid.]