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

[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?"

[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.

[saltandpepperbeard]

He gives this due consideration. Not sure how potentially Murder Island 2 is a safer forest, but at least it doesn't seem to be actively trying to murder them...yet.

"What are you, like a witch?" They burned those, didn't they? Bloody awesome, calling yourself a witch, a heretic, sticking a middle finger up at the pope and the heads of Europe--having your fuckery believed enough to be considered a credible threat, who is actually making pacts with the Devil and sleeping with demons--but the whole burning thing kind of diminished the appeal.

She doesn't look like a witch, though. But they must start somewhere.

[treadwater]

"No, no. Not a witch, a magical girl. I fight monsters. I've been fighting monsters for years."

Even if she looks so very young. In her world, girls are cannon fodder, in their way, sacrificed to protect the city and provide hope.

"Do you want to see?"