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sailmods ([personal profile] sailmods) wrote in [community profile] come_sailaway2022-06-10 12:13 am

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!
saltwaterlungs: (Mar de Grau)

[personal profile] saltwaterlungs 2022-06-12 06:12 am (UTC)(link)
Being in the same cabin as Undine was one of the few parts of the trip that was genuinely exciting. Darcy was never really invited over for sleepovers as a kid, her sport chewed up too much of her time, and then there was her status as a social pariah. Another instance where this place offered back an experience that had been taken from them.

"Do you want to go for a walk in them later? Once we work out if it's safe, obviously. I haven't really done a lot of hiking or anything."
treadwater: (~ shrug)

[personal profile] treadwater 2022-06-12 06:15 am (UTC)(link)
"Even if it's not safe-safe, we're not exactly harmless. I say we do go." She grins at the thought. "It'll be nice to get away from everyone else, right?"

Not that the rest of the cabin isn't nice people, she's sure, but this will be their special thing.
saltwaterlungs: (Pacific Ocean)

[personal profile] saltwaterlungs 2022-06-12 06:22 am (UTC)(link)
"Well yeah, obviously. We'll keep us safe."

There's so much to smile about there- the idea of getting to fight beside Undine, sharing a moment alone, being there while Undine experiences something new for the first time. She grins back, forgetting about the rest of the cabin for just a moment.

"It'll be fun."
treadwater: (~ wistful)

[personal profile] treadwater 2022-06-12 06:33 am (UTC)(link)
Undine finds she likes the way Darcy looks when she smiles quite a lot. She wants to be sure that happens more often, if she can help it.

"Do you think there'll be ferns and berry bushes and chipmunks out there?"
saltwaterlungs: (Mar de Grau)

[personal profile] saltwaterlungs 2022-06-12 06:51 am (UTC)(link)
Darcy likes having a reason to smile. Something good and uncomplicated in her life.

"Fuck, maybe there will be. Maybe even birds and shit. Once you've unpacked, do you want to go see?"

treadwater: (~ what's over there?)

[personal profile] treadwater 2022-06-12 07:19 am (UTC)(link)
"Definitely." She didn't bring much on this trip--she doesn't have much to begin with. But she's looking through the shorts and t-shirts on the shelf, and the swimsuit that doesn't look too bad. Yeah, she'll be alright.

"Do you still have your sword? It'll look weird with the outfit, but I think you should bring it."
saltwaterlungs: (Tasman Sea)

[personal profile] saltwaterlungs 2022-06-12 07:37 am (UTC)(link)
"What do you mean? A sword goes with everything," she jokes, patting tide-cutter where it's lying on the bed, "where I go, it goes."

"Anyway," Darcy states, standing, fastening the sword-belt around her exposed middle, "all of you try not to die while I'm out," and with that, she exits to head towards the wood. She's taking the clipboard, because she doesn't trust any of those fuckers not to mess with it.
treadwater: (~ shrug)

[personal profile] treadwater 2022-06-12 07:51 am (UTC)(link)
Undine follows giddily, almost skipping instead of just walking. "They'll be fine--and if they're not, you shouldn't be held responsible. They're adults. In theory, with normal teenagers, they ought to be the ones in charge."
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[personal profile] saltwaterlungs 2022-06-12 08:00 am (UTC)(link)
Darcy does not skip, but she does offer a hand for her to hold while they walk there. She will even tolerate doing the thing where they swing their hands together, threatening her cool-kid reputation. The sacrifices she makes for Undine.

"I'm absolutely not letting them be in charge of me. It's kind of been nice, that I don't really answer to anyone while I'm here. Even like, Stede is just my captain, not my dad or anything. I choose my own meals, my own hours- and no school."

Fuck school.