Jackalope A, Late Friday afternoon/early Friday evening

After the events around the firepit that morning, Ronan had taken himself off to acclimatize himself with the woods around them campsite, and had thankfully been undisturbed, but the fact that he'd had no sleep the night before, was at least four, possibly five, hours behind Ireland (Ronan didn't quite care enough to check which it was), and, y'know, didn't particularily want to keep dealing with people, he decided to go to bed. Possibly for a nap, possibly for the night; he'd decide when (or if) he woke up during the night.

So he walked into Jackalope A, picked up his duffle, and tried to get up the energy to make a decision on an alcove.

(OOC: Thread with ltcolkirk locked, otherwise open to other Jackalopians.)

(ETA: Ronan's now asleep, so I guess this has gone into establish-y territory. But I suppose any other Jackalopians could still come in if they wanted, and boggle at the fact that one of the alcoves is now encased in... yeah. :D And now I go to watch five and a half hours of anime, whether I want to or not.)