JUNE EVENT: CAMP

[sailmods]

early on June 10th, Friday's morning announcements end with a request for everyone going on the latest excursion to meet her in the atrium. she seems in noticeably better spirits than she had been last time, and she leads them cheerfully to the tender. once they are all aboard, and the door is securely shut, the interior fills with gas, and, perhaps, their last thought before they slip into unconsciousness is "oh shit, not again."

passengers wake up on a rickety old school bus, driving down a dirt road surrounded by woods. what is it that they notice first? that, no matter what they were wearing before, they are now wearing a camp t-shirt and legitimately horrifyingly short shorts? the overstuffed backpack between their knees? the words "take one down and pass it around" dying on their lips? the fact that Friday is absolutely driving the bus?

or, maybe the fact that it's already slowing down, pulling up in front of a massive wooden sign, saying:

 

 

 

 

 

CAMP AION

when they get out of the bus, Friday is the one to divide them up into their cabin groups, and she is the one to give the counselors their very official-looking clipboards and whistles. she explains that they are in charge, and that she will be back to pick them up in a week, and... very little else. she responds to nothing outside of whatever is on her unseen little script, and she gets back on the bus shortly after, leaving them there.

welcome to camp. let's make some summer memories!

Comments

[lightconductor]

"Of course," Watson says at once. "We needn't speak of it at all, if you prefer."

He starts spreading a roll with butter and honey. If Stede brought him some bread, it would be ungentlemanly to refuse it. Not that this is a hardship. "What is on your mind, then? Something more pleasant, I hope."

[mooninthewater]

He nods, digging around in his bag for his battery and handing it over to Ekko. It looks like a very standard Double A battery, though very heavily fortified. It's made to withstand any amount of pressure or force, after all. And the fact they're meant to last a good ten years or so… they have to be pretty sturdy.

"Here. Be careful with it. And, um, I'll probably come take it back when we're meant to go back home, if that's okay?

And, uh, I don't know all of them, but Clarke might know. She's pretty smart."

[opheliac]

(cute, she thinks. and strangely... loveable, too. it's then jinx makes of decision that she can work with this. again, their label on whatever this is -- is...who knows but why not give is a shot? there is a huge urge of wanting to plant her lips with this but there is some uncertainty with it. jinx had been in this position before; after all. her and venti dancing as she linked her arms around his neck just like this.

she had leaned in to give venti a kiss but despite him reciprocating, he flew away. and she would be devastated if this goes down the same path.)

Heh, what's the matter? Are ya startin' to get jinxed?

(while she highly believes her "jinx" is a curse, she sometimes use the term in a filtrations manner. why? well... it makes her curse sound less dreary.)

[secondtick]

Pretty sure I'm up for the challenge. If you're willing to go.

(He caught sight of her smug grin and could help but return one of his own. She might have found him calming, but Ekko found a fresh breath of energy from Jinx. Something that kept the camper from being boring.)

[opheliac]

Oh! — Y'know I'm always up with challengin' you. There's no ifs, ands, or butts about that.

(the smug then twists into a soft yet genuine smile. and before she notices it, the words spill out for her.)

... Looks like the answer is yes. I'll go with you.

[lightconductor]

It's an interesting theory to mull over. "I mean, making an entire island would certainly be more simple if you didn't have to make anything living. The semblance alone would be easier. I mean, I assume, I haven't any notion about magic at all, but there's a logic to it."

He pauses, then adds, "Besides, I think being able to create life from nothing would make him a god, and I suppose kidnapping a few thousand mosquitoes is hardly worth the effort. Anyway, yes, show me this drying technique of yours, I'm very curious."

[latersgators]

"Yeah. Wee bit gauche, innit? Imagine if we had a Captain England or Captain Britain. Everyone would be taking the piss. He'd be the laughing stock of all of England and the entire Commonwealth." It's just not the same, they don't have the same... militaristic zeal, and there's something problematic about the whole concept especially in relation to the British Empire.

"I don't know," he admits. "I just-- I think we saw people just. Turn to dust." Steven was probably just checked out at the time, let Marc deal with it, but he remembers bits and pieces. His memory is really spotty and he seems to have trouble recalling all the details now. "Then the news said it happened all over the world. There was a war in Wakanda or sommin'. I d'know."

[secondtick]

"Alright, I'll make sure it stays in one piece. and probably charged."

Clarke was another matter, Ekko hadn't had a conversation with her prior to when she'd entered the cabin and then turned around and walked right back out. But when she came back, Ekko got the sense that she was the kind to be ready for about anything. And the alarm was something she'd seemed pretty excited about.

"Well even if you're going to stay in the lake, you should probably pick a bunk. I already too the back one, but the rest are open."

[lightconductor]

Oh, no, he understands this, but the chance to see the process slowed down from the blur of her fingers is an important. His own braid is hardly the neatest, but it's careful and methodical. Occasionally, he has to back up and start over as he gets the order wrong, but it's not difficult. Not for him, anyway.

"I assume weaving obscenities into the pattern is an advanced technique," Watson says, with a bit of a laugh.

[saltandpepperbeard]

"What, no. We're good. Just--" He gestures at the tree as if that somehow explains everything. He's still no more certain how to deal with a kid, but he likes her from the little time they've spent together and he doesn't need to always be scary Blackbeard, right? Sometimes he can just be Ed. Friendly..ish... Ed. "--doing stuff. What're you doing all the way out here?"

[broshaw]

...Practical reason? [He doesn't understand the words. What do you mean, a reason for a huge fire? Fire is, like, fire, man!] What about, because it would be dope as hell?

[Safety shmafety, let's burn the buildings down! ...Or not, because they need them to survive. But they can at least burn, like, some chairs or something, right?]

[lightconductor]

"I have been eating better than, well, probably the best I ever have." Watson pats his stomach appreciatively. "Enough so that it may start showing sooner or later. But you're right, it is very scenic. Honestly, it puts me in mind of an army base, a little bit, but for leisure rather than warfare."

[secondtick]

Definitely questioning my luck.

(And still trying to wrap his head around what was going on, it didn't help that his shirt was slowly wicking up water so that it slowly gradually got heavier and the air cooler just as she was so close. Or that he was finding it hard not to not close that gap between their lips while she teased him. But he couldn't help but wonder why she had come out here in the first place.

So as one hand cirled around and traced up her spine, stopping at the back of her neck, his other arm wrapped around her waist.)

Even if I am, I'm not going to leave.

[lightconductor]

"Well, now I really must try to stay in your good graces," Watson says with a chuckle. "So, if puts you in mind of a genre of fiction, well. I know my fiction, and I know there are tropes to it. How does one survive this sort of movie, besides being lucky enough to be a leader or coaxing a leader into thinking that youre worth saving?"

[saltwaterlungs]

It's the one thing Darcy had working against her, something she felt acutely here and back home; a lack of being able to see in the dark. When something rustles, she mirrors Ruby's movement without knowing, trying to get some distance between her and whatever as she half-draws her sword from the frog.

"Hey!-" she barks into the darkness- "either you're friendly or you're getting run through, so talk quick."

[mooninthewater]

"You shouldn't need to charge it. It'll be fine."

But, that is a good point. He sort of just wants to vaguely gesture and say he'll take whatever bunk is left, but… he doesn't exactly want to do that, either. He takes a look around to see where Venti had left his things and squirrels his own bag over to put it on the other bunk.

"Here's fine, then. Who knows, I might still be around, then~. I wouldn't want you to go feeling lonely or nothing."

[latersgators]

"I want to be useful. Or learn something useful on this trip, at least. I'll be useful eventually... when I learn enough tricks. Fashion a splint out of a coat hanger ot change a flat tire with-- a bit of duct tape and, pocket lint." Steven mumbles something about 'manly' and 'ridiculous' that isn't a personal attack on Marc more so than lamenting how he doesn't fit the traditional criteria for being A Proper Bloke.

[saltwaterlungs]

That's a blast from the past. The idea of doing something just because it's fun, and not because you're good at it. Darcy tapes up a handful of threads in less awful colours, making sure to give Fio plenty of space for her work.

"I'm Darcy," she introduces herself, "do you want a bracelet?"

[lightconductor]

He's clearly debating honesty or comfort, but after a moment he dismisses the comforting lies in his head. "Well, it isn't much like the last island," he says. "The only thing I can take from that is that we don't know what to expect. The danger isn't obvious from the very beginning, and that may be a good sign or a bad."

[secondtick]

And there's no way I'm backing down from a challenge, so you're on.

(Somehow it was starting to sound more like a competition than a date, but both still sounded fun. Besides this might be a chance for Ekko to meet a few more of the people Jinx had spoken about.)

It's a date.

[opheliac]

(his fingers brushing along her spine sends shock waves all through her body; accidentally slipping out a hot pant between her lips. the way he is handling her right now feels so lovely and already becoming so intoxicating -- she can feel herself sinking deep into this. her entire world is stilling and quieting down with no voices overlapping and the dead being nowhere in sight for her. all she sees now is him and her; everything and everyone else are so far in the background that she wouldn't be able to reach out to them even if she tried.)

... Good.

(she breathe out the word with her eyes slightly widening; her pinks swirling with a sudden craze and urge to do something that she fears on doing. but even so, jinx leans up -- tiptoe as she quickly smashes her lips to his. a kiss that's deep, a little hard, and filled with so much desire. a longing she hadn't noticed she had until now. )

[lightconductor]

Watson puts the log on his carefully cultivated newborn fire, with the ease of someone who's had to do this sort of thing a lot, before settling himself down near the fire to watch over it.

"Which 'buddy' did you mean, in particular?" he asks. He sounds tired, a little wary about the conversation.

[latersgators]

"Innit a wee bit weird? The no-fly situation." Steven was planning on collecting some local flora and fauna, just some leaves sandwiched in his book, and taking them back to the ship with him in case he or someone else can identify where they are. He wasn't too worried about dying at the camp but everyone else looked so traumatised and freaked out, he too felt like he'd be out of place if he wasn't on edge about everything.

"Oh dear." He struggles to stifle a bit of a laugh at the situation. "I brought a spare shirt if you want. Or maybe we can wash that out in a river or something." He's not sure what they'll come across.

[secondtick]

"No need to worry about that. I'm used to bunking down with a big group but I've been on my own for a bit."

He'd lost a lot of friends along the way. But walking over to the bunk that the other had chosen, Ekko took a bit of chalk and marked it with a quick wave symbol to denote it as taken for Mizuki.

"Welcome to Aries Cabin."

[treadwater]

"I haven't ever been out in the woods much before. In my world, it's too dangerous for anyone but the strongest of magical girls to patrol there. So I'm enjoying the chance to see what it's like for once."

She looks a little sheepish about it. She knows she's not strong enough by herself. Her team might have been, at one point, but Tessa preferred an urban patrol route.