A Camping Trip With Isak

[colonelcannibal]

 *Ives is enjoying himself tremendously. It's been too long since he went camping, doing so again is a lot of fun--especially with a friend. (The fact that he has a friend is pretty amazing all by itself.) He enjoys pointing things out, and enjoys even more when Isak notices things for himself.*

We can go fishing tomorrow, if you would like? Or just swim, one way or the other.

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[isak_cederstrom]

"I suppose, then, the argument becomes, what is considered sentience? Is a reaction to something enough to say it has a consciousness?"

[colonelcannibal]

When you think about it, there's really no way to prove that anyone but oneself is sentient. Best not think about it, hmm?

[isak_cederstrom]

"Probably the way to go," Isak said with a laugh. "I can feel my brain melting."

[colonelcannibal]

Well we can't be having that, now can we?

[isak_cederstrom]

"Not particularly!" Isak stretched his arms above his head and yawned. "I think I am about ready to tuck in."

[colonelcannibal]

Well then, sleep tight--and lock your door, although it probably won't help.

*With that helpfully unnerving comment, he opens up a book and starts to read.*

[isak_cederstrom]

OOC: Next day?

[colonelcannibal]

(OOC: Sure)

[isak_cederstrom]

Isak woke the next morning as the sunlight trickled into his room. He let out a loud yawn and swung himself out of bed, dragging his feet groggily towards the kitchen. He yawned again as he rummaged in his bag full of food for one of the massive bags of trail mix and began eating greedily. He grabbed one of the beef jerky bags and started eating out of that one, too. He sat, happily chewing with his eyes closed, exhaling a content sigh.

[colonelcannibal]

*Ives is already awake, and has collected supplies for going fishing with.* Ah, you're up. Good morning.

[isak_cederstrom]

The voice startled him slightly, but he recovered quickly. He gave a lazy wave.

"I apologize if I have kept you waiting; I would have been up earlier, if I had known."

[colonelcannibal]

It's fine, lad. I was just getting things ready. *He shrugs.* Plus, it's better if you're not there for my breakfast.

[isak_cederstrom]

Isak sealed up the bags of trail mix and beef jerky, chewing up the last of his food. He stood from the chair and stretched his arms overhead.

"What are we doing today?"

[colonelcannibal]

I was thinking of going fishing, would you like that? Perhaps a bit of swimming afterwards.

[isak_cederstrom]

"I would love that!" Isak said brightly, his features lighting up with a broad smile. He gave another little stretch and disappeared to his room. He poked his head out. "Recommendations of what to wear?"

[colonelcannibal]

If you have anything good for wading in, that would probably be recommended.

[isak_cederstrom]

"Hmm. Okej." Isak popped back in and came back out a little while later wearing knee-length shorts and a t-shirt. He had hiking sandals on his feet, in addition to a pair of flip flops in his hand. He also had a rolled up pair of swim trunks. He looked at Ives and gave a little shrug. "Is this appropriate?"

[colonelcannibal]

That looks fine. You don't exactly need to look fancy, who will know the difference? *Says the man in uniform. Admittedly, he's not wearing it at the moment--but his casual clothes are casual for about 1865.*

[isak_cederstrom]

"I was more concerned with whether it would be activity-appropriate," Isak said with a laugh. "I was not as concerned about style." He carried a medium-sized, empty backpack and shoved his items in there, along with the bags of trailmix and jerky.

[colonelcannibal]

My way was more amusing, however. And yes, it's quite fine.

[isak_cederstrom]

Isak slung his pack over his shoulder and smiled over at the Colonel.

"I am excited; I have not been fishing in ages."

[colonelcannibal]

Well then, I hope you have fun. Oh, and actually catching a fish would be nice too.

[isak_cederstrom]

"Ja, that is the best-case scenario! Do we have bait and poles?"

[colonelcannibal]

*He responds by tossing over two poles and a small box of handmade lures.* I think that should just about cover it, don't you?

[isak_cederstrom]

"Oh," Isak said, catching one pole and the box. He dropped the other pole, but bent down to pick it up. "Perfect." He tucked it under his arm and then slung his backpack over his shoulder. "Are you ready to go?"