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

[opheliac]

Nope, maybe tomorrow I will!

[myagic]

Hmph...whatever. Just remember the name.

[opheliac]

You got it, kid! Juuuust as long as you remember mine.

[myagic]

[She scowls further at "kid", and because she's totally a mature, not-kid-]

I'll remember yours when you get mine right.

[opheliac]

"Dwarf" is pretty easy to remember, though. 'Sides not many people are as short as you. 'Least your my lil' sis.

(she is fully aware she is being an obnoxious brat about this but she can't truly help herself! after all, it's always fun to tease others.)

[myagic]

Who the hell cares about something as stupid as height?

[Clearly not Rita, right???]

It's not like you're some giant or anything, either!

[opheliac]

(a quick of an eyebrow as her expression turns flat; deadpan. she is still for a moment before take a step. but when she does, it's an inhuman gesture. her body suddenly becomes a blur -- one second jinx was standing there and suddenly the next, she is towering over rita. the pink of her eyes glisten just brief before she bends over to her level; a curl of her lip with a hum and a head tilt.)

Hmm... I may not be a giant. But I'm quick.

(she raises up a hand -- an index twirling along rita's locks.)

What about you, Itty Bitty? What do you have, hm?

[myagic]

[Rita doesn't jump (much--okay, there might be a slight jerk) or back away, but her left hand flies behind her back to her magic book, which is secured to her waist with leather straps, while her right hand swats angrily at Jinx's.]

Unlike you, freak, I have a concept of personal space!

[...She's not very creative with the name-calling, but her patience has run out--and the vivid reminder of her death on the island is by no means a distant memory.]

[opheliac]

"Freak"?

(she lets the name call roll off her tongue as she pulls back; standing upright again.)

Huh! — Well, that's a name I haven't been called yet! Beats "Psycho" or "Crazy". Definitely prefer than that the others.

[myagic]

That wasn't a compliment!

[Scowling, Rita's gaze flickers to a red patch of skin on Jinx's arm.]

Maybe it should be the Cooked Lobster Freak, instead.

[opheliac]

Didya know that lobsters have teeth in their stomachs? — If I get to have that then I'd be glad to be called a lobster.

[myagic]

Ugh, gross! That just sounds like a creepy monster!

[opheliac]

I think what you're really lookin' for is the BEST monster!

[myagic]

--Call it whatever you want! Anything that has teeth in its stomach is still a freak!

[With an annoyed huff, she turns her back to Jinx.]

[opheliac]

Yeesh, talk about no imagination.

(and she's just going to watch her go. maybe she'll be another "friend" she can annoy later in the future.)