[OOM: Upstate New York.]

*Raph has been awake for hours. In truth, he hasn't been sleeping much since they set up the tent in the middle of the Upstate New York State Forest. He's always the last to go to bed, and the first one up in the morning. And when he sleeps? He sleeps. Nothing short of Armegeddon will wake him up.

Currently, he's seated high in a tree watching the day go by. Two apples are pinned to three through the center blade of his sai, and he's carving up a third with a throwing knife.

Down below there is a kettle of water being kept warm by a slow roasting campfire.*