come_sailaway | JUNE EVENT: CAMP

JUNE EVENT: CAMP

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!

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I. On the Bus

[ Much like many of the folk on this bus, Lumine is quite startled when she's in a new outfit, in a new place, and in a… strange vehicle she's never seen before. She panics maybe just a little as she shifts around and puts her hand up against the glass of the window and looks around at everyone, before settling back.

They're not wearing school uniforms, not that these are any better, but that at least bodes well in the sense this probably isn't… the same thing. Friday isn't on a tape slowly dying. The general air of this place feels friendlier than the stifling room where they learned they were meant to kill one another…

She's still stressed out, though, which is why her head rests on the seat in front of her and pulls at her bangs in some attempt to calm her down. ]

II. Just Off the Bus (Closed to the other counselors)

What?

[ Lumine is just staring, completely shellshocked, at Friday as she very briefly explains, hey, you're in charge! Have fun! Lol, kbai! And fucks off back onto the bus. Here for a week? Lumine, in charge of a bunch of people she's barely meet and a ton of people she has and knows couldn't be kept on a leash to save her life? No, no, no, hold on. She's stammering vague questions after Friday and trying to follow her, but the bus doors close and it drives off and…

She's just standing in the road like an idiot for a while before she turns to the other poorly dressed fools with whistles. ]

What?????

III. Pisces Cabin (Closed to the other Pisces)

[ And due to her dumbfounded hesitation back at the… er… bus stop, she's a little bit later in getting to their cabin, where she gets back to it and vaguely looks around at everyone, already exhausted. At least when Paimon was around, she'd explain things a little better than "hey, here's a clipboard and a whistle and I'll come back in a week". Like??? Hey. She's struggling.

She vaguely squints at everyone as her eyes adjust from the sunny outside to the darker ambience of the cabin, then picks up her clipboard to stare at the names. Actually, this is her first time looking at the clipboard, and apparently there's activities and stuff she's supposed to enforce? Haha. Sure. Okay. Absolutely not happening. Also, a dance???

It's fun and cool that they're not murdering each other, but she wants a break, not be in charge of whatever is going on here. Still, she rights herself with a sigh. ] Okay, quick attendance, then. So I know your names. If you don't mind.

[ And, much like a teacher would call out names in class, she goes down the four names on her clipboard and glances up to either see a hand or some other confirmation of the others in the cabin. ]

IV. Exploring around the camp

[ And then her counselor duties are immediately put on hold so she can explore around the camp, figuring out where everything is, what she needs to keep track of, where her friends are about the camp, if there's any dangerous weapons or any sign that the dance is just code for "there's gonna be a nuke and blow everyone up actually, haha".

She's not paranoid. Shut up.

She's jotting notes down in her clipboard as she goes alone, and marks names down on the map she has so she knows who belongs to what cabin, just in case she needs to seek people out. If she's at all bothered by her shorty shorts and T-shirt, she doesn't show it. If anything, she's just too focused on getting all her ducks in a row. ]

By this point, Maeve's chosen a bed somewhere in the middle, though, she's considering perhaps she should have gone closer to the door so she can come and go as she pleases.

A new person walks in and she glances up from going through her bag to see if the least hideous Tommy Bahama dress made it to the trip. It did not. She's quiet as she waits for them to speak before being asked to introduce herself.

She's never done attendance before, never really knew you just called out names, but she watches everyone else and signals when her name is called.

"So does the clipboard tell you more than our names?"

"Allergies, apparently." She double checks the clipboard to be sure. There's a map, it seems, and a list of activities. Her cabin notes, which is to say, not many. There's also a bunch of blank paper, too, which Lumine assumes is for her to write on, but it's just as liable that it was all just put there to make it seem more official than it actually is. She huffs a little.

"It doesn't tell me much, though. It's best I know who I'm sharing a room with, though. Besides the whole team aspect, I would really like this to turn out a lot better than our last trip off the boat..."

Maeve is fairly certain she doesn’t have allergies, but as long as it doesn’t reveal too much, she guesses it doesn’t matter.

“I assume that’s the thing that’s making most of the people on edge? The killing and everything.” This was her first adventure off the boat, so she’s hoping to avoid more bloodshed.

“Well, what would you like to know? I’m a semi open book.”

"Well, it's certainly what's got me up in arms. Among other things, anyway. However, I sincerely hope everyone's learned their lessons and is game for cooperation this time around."

Emphasis on the "hope" there. There's no telling, with how varied this group can be. And how volatile some of them are. Lumine's no stranger to letting her emotions getting the best of her, either…

"Semi open? Got the last few glued together, huh?" She laughs a bit. "I guess... you could start with your home world? Knowing where you come from might give some insight on you. If you're willing to share that much, I mean."

"I haven't known people to do so." She shrugs. "But perhaps they have." She supposes anything is possible, but her ability to truly believe in people is low. Sure, she knows that she is meant to see the beauty in the world and in others, but it's a little more difficult.

"Something like that, yes." She listens to the question. "I'm from Earth. Or at least a version of it. I worked in an amusement park...well, at least something similar to that. It's based off of the old west..." She pauses. "Or the American Frontier." She shrugs again. It's the continued half truth. "It wasn't the best of times, but it is what it is, I suppose."

[ to say this is a bit much, being dumped on you all at once? that's something of an understatement: every person bearing a whistle seems about equally disoriented, left in the dust as friday departs. ingo is no exception: he's left having to process a great many things within the span of a few minutes at most— and these shorts are. awful.

however, the incredulous What coming from the young lady standing in the middle of the road is enough to bring him out of the ongoing stunned silence. if he helps her gain her bearings, then they may both feel better about what's happening. ]

Well... it would seem that one way or another, I suppose we are to be responsible for our groups...

[ Jokes on Ingo, honestly, because Lumine has no bearings. She's mostly pissed, she thinks? It's a good thing that this isn't a fight to the death between them or anything, and don't get her wrong, she's relieved that this is something kinder than that, but it still feels… mocking, in a way. Even the sign up sheet back on the boat was mocking, just like Natsuno's victory party was a joke.

Maybe she's just really on edge, though. ]

No, yes, I got that much! But…! [ She wildly gestures to the direction the bus drove off in. ] Are we really just supposed to accept this and move on??? And we're meant to be responsible for everyone? Really???

[ Words are hard. She just wants to throw rocks, actually. ]

Edited 2022-06-16 03:14 (UTC)

[Speaking of already exhausted, Palamedes Sextus is looking a bit worse for wear. His nose is no longer actively bleeding, but he is still carefully dabbing it with a now-crimson handkerchief. He looks a little pale, and more than a little wary, and in his tiny shorts, tank top, and lopsided spectacles, exactly like the kind of scrawny nerd who would get bullied if this were a real summer camp.

Still, he offers his counselor (whatever that is) a faint smile and lifts his hand when she calls his name.]

Lumine, isn’t it?

[ If anyone complains about their tiny shorts, Lumine will cry. Why do the counselors get tinier shorts? Why does she have to wear them? Why does everyone keep changing outfits on this excursion? Furthermore, who is changing them? She doesn't want to linger on that thought for too long, actually… ]

That's me. You were at the, er, passenger meeting I set up. [ She recalls some of the stuff he was talking about there, but… ] Sorry I never formally introduced myself. As I'm sure you could tell I was rather... mh... frantic, at the time.

I was. And no need to apologize--I should be thanking you for bringing us together. Given recent events, we needed to be reminded that we had other options besides killing one another at the least provocation.

...Are you meant to be in charge of us? [a frown] Not that I have any objections...but why were you chosen?

[ Lumine nods. Realistically, she doesn't think much of it. She wanted answers herself, so obviously she was going to bring everyone together to share and bounce ideas off of each other. It made the most sense to her, and didn't really warrant any appreciation to her. ]

Your guess is as good as mine. I assume it was probably random, since I don't exactly have any qualifications.

You're probably right. [Pal offers a small smile] But given you have already successfully brought us together to discuss our imprisonment, you may be more qualified than you think.

[Rita doesn't know what she was expecting--besides something awful--but this still wasn't it. There's no way there isn't going to be more sprung at them, but it looks like the captain's going to make them wait for whatever that surprise is--and Rita hates waiting, especially for a vague something.

The fact that they're all assigned a cabin together like this... It seems suspicious to her, so while she's impatient to get out and look around, she'll at least exchange names with the others--and see if Lumine has any other information, since she was given a clipboard and all.

She sits cross-legged on one of the beds (she already checked underneath it to make sure there wasn't anything nasty waiting), and when her name's called-]

That's me. Who're you supposed to be? Weren't you...

[She saw very little of the island footage after her own revival, as determined as she was to smash the screen anytime it came back. But she's pretty sure she remembers seeing a glimpse of this girl with Natsuno. Still, even Rita has a little more tact than just outright bringing that up.]

...Are you friends with Yuuki?

[ There sure are a lot of papers on this clipboard! Lumine's checked through them multiple times by now, half expecting more words to just show up on them, but it appears that's not going to happen. Also, most of the papers are blank. So that's cool. It's a very misleading clipboard. ]

I'm Lumine. [ Makes sense that Rita doesn't know her. She doesn't really recognize Rita, either? She must not have been to the passenger meeting she set up. Then again, there wasn't that many people there to begin with. Kind of a shame, really… ] Sorry, I haven't been around the ship that much. I'm not too sure why I was put in charge, when I don't really know many people here, but...

...

Yes, we're friends. Bad circumstances we became such in, but he's a kind person. Are you also...?

[A very sad clipboard, alas. Rita just makes a nonchalant shrug.]

Yeah, you could say that. He's been pretty useful, even if he acts all broody all the time.

[Because she can't just say "yeah he's kind".]

Anyway, if the choice wasn't random, I bet he just picked whoever he thought would be funny.

… "Useful"? [ She can't say much, since Rita also looks fairly young, but also, hello? That boy is a fucking child, why is he being judged based on his "usefulness"? She taps a finger against the clipboard in mild annoyance. ]

… Anyway, I don't know what would be particularly funny about putting me in… "charge", I suppose. I don't intend to enforce any rules or anything like that. It's not really my style. [ Beat. ] Though, from the looks of everyone else here, that seems to be the general consensus.

Yeah. Heavy lifting, experiments, you name it. What, did he brush you off or something?

[Why else would she seem a little annoyed about that???]

Hmm...then it was probably just random. It's not like there's any point to leaving anyone in "charge". Who's going to listen?

No. He's been nothing but pleasant to me, actually.

[ Partially why Lumine is so upset. Be nice to Natsuno! He deserves it. ]

Presumably, some people would, considering the push for teamwork a couple of the passengers have been advocating. Leadership is a good way to get some people who aren't used to it to work on their skills this way. I'm just not entirely sure why the Captain is the one to make us do this.

Weird. He's normally pretty grumpy.

[It clearly has nothing to do with Rita bossing him around, right? Right?]

...Somehow, nurturing your leadership skills doesn't seem like something the captain would have in mind.

What sort of rules did they leave you with, anyway?

[ Going through the horrible Murder Island together and dying for Natsuno might also have something to do with it? Who knows for sure, though, haha. Lumine won't think too much on it, anyway. ]

Oh, uh… Nothing. It has your names, a little map for where everyone is in the cabins and the general layout of the campgrounds. A list of activities, but nothing saying that I have to enforce them… [ … ] Apparently there's a dance on the last day.

[It's clearly just a weird coincidence...]

Oh...that's it?

[She doesn't really like the sounds of a dance--not here, anyway. Dancing is fun under normal circumstances.]

What kind of activities are we talking about, anyway?

[She asks it warily, because she still doesn't trust anything about this trip.]

I don't expect too much out of this. Keeping us in the dark about stuff seems to be a reoccurring theme, so the fact that I was even given this much is surprising. I do want to warn everyone to be cautious of how they may be feeling or from people in the other cabins. I wouldn't be surprised if it turns out that we just… see red, so to speak, when we end up facing passengers of the other "team".

[ Because, you know, after Murder Game, that sounds like something that would happen here. ]

Obviously, I don't know for certain, but it's best to be on guard, at least.

[ Anyway, She glances down at the clipboard again, giving a little hum. ] Looks like there's hiking trails, exercise courses, swimming games, craft exercises, and some campfire stories. It doesn't say anything odd or concerning, though.

Yeah, that sure sounds like something that jerk would do.

[She crosses her arms with a frown, before blinking in confusion as Lumine lists off the activities.]

...If he's trying to get us to lower our guard, he'd better think again. It's so normal, it's just even more suspicious.

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