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✧ location: bus // ferry ✧ mood: neutral // hyped ✧ theme: blow me one last kiss ✧​

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Richie[/url] still felt horrible and awkward about the whole Tucker... situation as he packed up his suitcase and carry on bag. He opened a pocket hidden in the bulk of the suitcase to see if it was still there. Oh good, it was still secure; he payed quite a bit of money for this so-called "love potion", so it'd better not have broken. The bottle the potion came in was just the cutest thing, but it was glass so Richie had to surround it with his favorite plush bunny. BonBon, as he called, looked like it was hugging the potion, which gave the boy a goofy smile. He closed the pocket, and continued to pack up his things.

Double checking his portion of the cabin, Richie determined he had everything stored and departed. After he was greeted by the bright sunlight, which blinded him momentarily, he surveyed the area around him. He saw others packing their items as well; the whole sight was quite depressing to him. After only three days, the camp was cancelled and he would be forced to head back to his hometown. He had nothing against his town, but it was just saddening that all his summer plans of practicing his vocals and clarinet and meeting new people in a fun atmosphere were ruined... maybe even hooking up, if he got lucky.

...Pfft, who was he kidding...?

Richie paced his way to the buses since he was in no hurry to leave the camp as of yet. Unfortunately, he eventually reached the buses and spent a minute or two deciding which on to join. With a cursory scan of each bus, he spotted Elisa through one of the open windows. He smiled slightly and hopped on the bus she was on. He moved quickly, a drastic change compared to before, so no one would steal the spot he mentally-reserved next to his friend. But before hopping on the bus, Richie pulled out his bottle of pills and popped one in his mouth. He shivered as he stepped onto the bus. Waving to Elisa as he walked, he made his way to her seat and sat down next to her. "You don't mind if I sit here, right?" Richie asked with a chuckle and a beaming smile. Almost immediately afterwards, Richie heard the engine hum and the bus began to move.

The bus ride to the ferry dock was mostly quiet, especially between Richie and Elisa surprisingly. Sure there was a little small talk but they definitely were't concrete discussions, lighthearted or not. As rude as it seemed, Richie almost wished the trip would end soon just to end the awkward silence that loomed over them. At long last, his wish was granted and they soon arrived at the ferry dock. Richie, as he stood up and grabbed his suitcase and carry on, reached out with his other hand and helped Elisa up. He gripped her hand gently, and led her off the bus after she gathered her belongings. He looked back to her as they walked onto the quasi-sidewalk, which led to the ferry, with a toothy grin. After walking up the stairs, the duo reached the main floor which Richie thought looked very nice. His previous gloom mood vanished as the boy breathed in the crisp sea air. He guided Elisa to one of the tables and took a seat, saying, "This is pretty exciting, yeah? What do you think they have on this ferry?"

 

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A whirlwind of tussled platinum blond hair and lacy black and white tutu glided off the bus and onto the ferry. Delicate laughter flowed from her smooth as she tossed her head back with amusement. Long blond hair cascaded down her bare shoulders and swept across her back. Sure camp was cut short, but it did not end her entertainment. She could find plenty of other things to do in the absense of her school's musical camp. In truth, this was far better than she could have imagined. It meant she didn't have to spend the summer outdoors and sweaty. The soft noise of wheels from her suitcase trailed after her as she boarded the vessel. Maria came to attention among the masses of that crowded around Garth and his megaphone. Did he always have to be so loud? She sighed softly and lifted the sunglasses from her face to the top of her head. This was boring already. Maria wanted to get home to the airconditioning and start making plans for how she would spend her last summer before starting college.

Breakfast? Hmm... She mused. Her lips puckered and she turned to face one of the boys that had followed her off of the bus. They were a pleasant distraction, but not any of them were the ones she cared to truly occupy her time with. Pity. She clicked her tongue on the roof of her mouth and waved a manicured nail in their direction. ❝ I am going to find a place to sit while we wait for this wretched ride to be over with. ❞ The idea of being back on the ferry so soon made her throat fill with the biel taste of acid. Her ice blue eyes drifted to the sight just over the railing a few yards away. The waves crashed against the bottom of the ferry and her heart leaped in her chest. She needed to get away from the view of the water. How easy that would be on a boat. Sarcasm. Not a pretty quality.

Her black purse hung from the crook of her right arm and while her left hand gripped the handle of her suitcase lightly. It would be so easy to get one of these boys to tend to her luggage, but she did not wish for them to trail after her at this moment. A familiar head of pink hair crossed her sights and headed inside. That light pink looked lovely on the girl and Maria smiled before knocking the shades back down onto her face. ❝ Excuse me boys, ❞ she said while waving farewell.

Maria moved inside and cocked a brow as she searched for the girl that caught her attention. There--at the salad bar, she took sight of her. Her cheeks tugged at the corner of her lips and a crooked cocky grin played across her delicate features. Her feet moved silently as she closed the distance between Noelle and herself. When she was within greeting distance, she raised the shades once more and smiled at the other girl kindly. ❝ Good morning Noëlle. ❞ greeted Maria. It had been awhile since she spoke to the younger girl, and even longer since she had spoken to her older brother. A longing sigh escaped her and her blue eyes gazed Noëlle's fondly.

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✜ Mood: Curious ❖ Interaction: Noëlle ❖ Location: Dining ✜ ​

✜ Activity: Whatever the heart desires ❖ OOC: 1st post ✜​

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The salad bar was a bit plain for her liking, but that was alright. Sandwiches and hot foods that may be found in a grocery store were being served. Unfortunately, none of it was free, so she dug around in her bag for a twenty dollar bill and bought herself some freshly made Jojo fries, half of ham and swiss sandwich and a bottled water. Her mind was going everywhere at once, and her fingers had started shaking the moment she handed the cashier woman the twenty.

❝...You alright, sweetheart?❞ Her voice was melodic and reminded her of her mother's. She watched as the woman counted her change and handed it back.

Dismissing the urge to cry, she nodded and smiled back warmly, locking her eyes with the gentle brown ones in front of her.

❝Yes, just hungry, haha.❞ It was only half of a lie, but she still felt guilty for it.

With a ruby-lipstick smile, the elder woman walked a ways down the counter with a soothing hum. Noëlle could see her making a second bag of fries and grabbing the second half of the sandwich she had purchased before returning to the register.

❝Well, this will be sure to fill you up, dear.❞

Ah! Oh no.

Her heart melted and her cheeks flushed with warmth. Kindness like this made her a bit emotional, and she felt her eyebrows raising in a strange, empathetic look.

❝Oh, you don't have to ... I ... That's really sweet of you, thank you so much.❞

They exchanged a few more words, all of which brought her close and closer to falling into a puddle of feelings, before she heard a barely familiar voice.

❝Good morning Noëlle.❞

With another thank you to the woman, she turned and set her eyes on Maria. Long, tumbling blonde hair caught her eyes first -- and then the rather ... elaborately decorated skirt. Regardless, she smiled, happy to have come into contact with her after all. It proved a rather nice distraction from her building emotions.

❝Good morning, Maria! Wow. I haven't seen you all camp ... Not that it lasted that long, haha.❞ The playfulness in her voice didn't match her nervous expression. ❝... How are you?❞

She was asking mostly about the fire, but a general 'catching up' would be nice, too. While she waited for a response, she lead them both to an empty seat and offered the girl some of her food with a gesture.

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Stratana Aria

Location: Ferry<>Clothes<>Song<>Mood:<>OOC:​

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All that food. Stratana could only stare at it with tearful eyes, a growling stomach, and a complex that made her feel like she might fall through the floor. After they'd settled onto the ferry, Stratana immediately changed into her own clothes, and found to her dismay that the button to her favorite jeans was for once a hassle to clip. Not helpful. Even that little brat from earlier had said "Will she sink us?" to Sean when they stepped on the ferry. Stratana grimaced as she saw former camper after former camper load up their plates with spicy hot sausages, fresh donuts smothered in chocolate, and even steamy onigiri. The more she smelled and the more she saw, the louder her stomach growled, but she stood resolute; she wouldn't even bother to get a tray. She would just sit there until she'd finished nibbling on a tiny pineapple square; she was eating it slow so she would think it was satisfying, which was a trick she'd used many times before to keep her trim figure.​

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Her eyes kept returning to the buffet though, and her stomach wouldn't shut up. A thin trickle of sweat rolled down her forehead as she remained conflicted; sweet meaty smells filling her nostrils. Tick, tick, tick, tick, tick, gurgle-gurgle, tick, tick, tick, tick, tick guuuuuuuuuuurgle "FIIIIIIIIIIIIINE!" Stratana tossed aside her pineapple square and made a mad dash for the buffet, loading her tray up with everything she could get her mitts on. By the time she'd reached the end of the line, her plate was a massive mound of food without enough room for an extra jelly donut, which she bit onto to hold onto it as she carried her stash.​

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In her madness, she had accumulated the sum, but once hunger insanity settled down and she saw her possessions, she once again freaked, but for a different reason. She could tell she needed help; mentally. Her eyes scanned the room: Alexandra: hadn't they bunked together? At least she would be a familiar face. Stratana rushed over to the table being shared by Alexandra, Natalie, and Sebastian and set the plate down with a heavy, but not shattering, crash on the table. The stack of food was almost on eye level with its seated onlookers, and she felt awful about it.​

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'I'm going to stand here until I get tired and sick of seeing it....AAAGGGGGGH!' She sat down in a flash and started munching away, nearly like a wild animal; she'd lost all sense of control.​

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Sebastian Sonata​

Location: Ferry<>Clothes<>Song<>Mood:<>OOC:​

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Sebastian fiddled with his fork at the breakfast table. He'd asked to talk to that girl he'd met before the bus, just because he was tired of not having someone to talk to, and she seemed interested, if, albeit, a little intimidated with him. It was the very least he could do to socialize that he attempted to be goofy.​

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"Exterminate! Exterminate!" He donned a robot voice and twirled his fork around like a Dalek's laser at his nose level. It was probably stupid, but it was the first thing that popped into his head while toying around with the utensil. His breakfast was relatively light. Not much like Stratana's who had just sat down and wolfed down her own food like a starved wolf. 'What was going on with that girl? Was this some sort of way to cope with the fire tragedy?' Sebastian thought. 'If this is her coping mechanism, she must have had a pretty easy life... either that or all the weight goes straight into her...' Sebastian snapped out of the thought before he was sure his eyes would trail lower than Stratana's face.​

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He looked Natalie in the eyes and coughed nervously, setting his fork down onto his plate. Meanwhile, out of the corner of his eye, he saw Sean being plagued by a tiny cute parasite with its arms latched around his neck. Oddly enough though, Sean seemed to not be bothered by it. 'He did have an awfully thick neck...' Sebastian thought.​

 

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Maria followed Noëlle over to the empty seat and smiled brightly as she sat across from her. She slid the suitcase under the table and set her purse down beside her person. She rested her arms on the smooth surface and peered down at the other girl. ❝ It has been some time, ❞ she finally responded. ❝ I am doing about as well as anyone else i suppose. ❞ Maria brushed her hair off her shoulder as she continued. ❝ I was outside of the woods when things went haywire. Didn't have to worry about running or getting knicked up. ❞

Maria picked at the fries,careful not to take too many. Noëlle had paid for them after all. ❝ How are you? ❞ She gave her a second glance. The pink haired girl looked happy enough, but there was tension in her posture. ❝ Is something the matter? You look off. ❞ She reached across the table and rested her hand on the other girl's, letting her know she can open up.

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✜ Wearing ❖ Music ❖ Date: 6/17/2013 ❖ Day: 3 & 2/4 ✜​

✜ Mood: Curious ❖ Interaction: Noëlle ❖ Location: Dining ✜ ​

✜ Activity: Talking ❖ OOC: ✘✜​

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『WEATHER』 PARTLY CLOUDY 66°! ✖ 『DATE & TIME』 6/17/2013 - 11:21AM ✖ 『DAY』 03

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Softly, she sighed, and brought the opened bottle of water to her lips in an effort to stall a bit. When she was finished, she devoured a fry and smiled a bit, sheepishly. Her eyes roamed the salad bar area, hoping to see Bryan or maybe even Quentin roaming around. A distraction! Sadly, she was forced to focus on the question asked to her.

Maria reached a hand out and rested it upon her's, making her feel a bit uncomfortable. It was nothing big, she just had this ... thing, about uncomfortable questions paired with touching. A lot of people probably had such a 'thing'.

❝I'm happy you've been doing well. I'm alright. The other night just ... really got to me.❞ She thought about what Garth had said. They could go ask to see a list of students whom were missing or ... had perished. She didn't want to know about Alice, though. Not yet. Not alone -- knowing it was her fault. ❝I was in the forest at the time, and I had to run ... from a bear. Something I never thought I'd have to do in my lifetime. It's just kind of got me jumpy ...❞

Without any sort of warning, the ferry began to move. It didn't really feel any different to her, but with a quick glance out of the window she could see the vessel getting further and further from the dock. It was kind of amazing. Before the ride was over, she would have to go explore the deck ...

Subtly, she moved her hand from under Maria's and stretched, smiling brightly at the girl after and clearing her mind with a deep, refreshing breath.

❝Do you like the water? My favorite part about going to camp has to be the ferry ride, if I'm completely honest. This, and when we get to go out on the canoes. It makes me feel ... Hmmm ... Like we're going on an adventure, or something.❞

She shared, passionately. Without her noticing, her feet began to swing back and forth under the table.

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Brent, having left his earbuds on the entire bus ride, looked around to see what was going on. Even though he had his earbuds on, he could hear Garth loud and clear. It seemed that he would not be able to drown Garth out ever. It annoyed him too because he was listening to Holy Diver while he was making the announcements. The music failed to do its job that time, though this is Garth I'm thinking about... At any rate, he decided to go check out what there was to eat on the ferry.

He hadn't eaten anything since the day before. His stomach was rumbling fiercely. Searching around the main floor, he finally stumbled upon the salad bar. As soon as he saw that it was not free, he fished out his wallet from his back pocket. As he did so, the next song came up. It was silent at first, but then the sound of the wind blowing, followed by a synthesizer. He knew exactly what song came up. Egypt (The Chains Are On). As the song entered the main part, Brent began to nod his head to the rhythm.

After paying for some Jojo Fries, a Ham and Cheddar sandwich, and a bottle of water, he went to an empty table, the music still blasting from his earbuds.

 

Lexi Brians

Outfit|Location: Ferry|Music|Mood: Neutral|OOC: N/A

Natalie Williams

Outfit|Location: Ferry|Music|Mood: Neutral|OOC: N/A​

Natalie almost choked when Sebastian said "Exterminate". He had done it. Her wild fangirl nature was about to be shown, and there was nothing anyone could do.

"Y-you like Doctor Who too!?"

Natalie reached into her pocket and pulled out a pen light looking object. Natalie then proceeded to shine it on Sebastian. "You like it? It's my Sonic Screwdriver I got for my last birthday before I came to camp." It was probably her most prized possession she had brought. "So, what's your favorite Doctor?" She asked, suddenly more interested in him.

Lexi sat and ate with Natalie and Sebastian. She felt out of place there, though. They both seemed to have at least one thing in common, and Lexi had been ignored by them this whole time. Waving goodby to Natalie, she migrated to the next table over, not noticing that Stratana was there stuffing her face.

Well, actually, she did notice. She just pretended not to because of Stratana's... Assets.

 

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Maria listened intently to the words Noëlle spoke. Her gaze drifted around the room on occasion, taking in the sight. She felt the lurch of the ferry pulling away from the dock. She winced. Maria forced a smile to hide the displeasure and slowly Noëlle pulled her hand away. She retracted hers as well, still listening. ❝ A bear? ❞ How terrible. Her eyes widened and the younger girl continued,but on a new topic.

❝ The water? ❞ Shock marred her face and she listened to Noëlle go on. She quite enjoyed listening to her talk. It was one of the rare times she didn't mind stepping out of the spotlight. ❝ I'm not a particular fan of it. I've had few good experiences on or in the water. ❞ She laughed lightly at the notion of an adventure and felt rather than saw Noëlle swinging her legs under the table.

❝ I do enjoy a good adventure. Maybe we could go on one together this summer, ❞ she offered with a smile; hoping to steer the conversation away from the water. ❝ I was just thinking about how i would spend the rest of the summer. Do you have any ideas as to what you will do? Or your brother? ❞ Her thoughts momentarily drifted to bryan, and her icy blue eyes sparkled before resting on Noëlle once more.

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✜ Wearing ❖ Music ❖ Date: 6/17/2013 ❖ Day: 3 & 2/4 ✜​

✜ Mood: Curious ❖ Interaction: Noëlle ❖ Location: Dining ✜ ​

✜ Activity: Talking ❖ OOC: ✘ ✜​

 

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⎛ DAY 3 ‖ 2/4 ⎠ ☁ ⎛ DATE ‖ JUNE 17TH ⎠ ☁ ⎛ LOCATION ‖ BUS / FERRY ⎠​

⎛ MOOD ‖ HMM. ⎠ ☁ ⎛ ❤!! ‖ ! = QUENTIN ⎠ ☁ ⎛ WEARING ⎠​

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After a quiet breakfast ( which Sophie was honestly a little disappointed about, but c'est la vie ), all of her things were gathered up and she left the cabin, registering that there was no 'but' and they really were leaving camp -- she would have to wait until next year to mess with these others. They would most likely be different people by then and her previous entries would be null and void. Disappointing.

After attendance, she boarded the bus and took a seat near the front and stuck her headphones over her head, cancelling out the rest of the world. Before the bus was full, one particular boy boarded; his eyes were a bright blue color. Sophie looked at him briefly and tried to place a name with a face, as she recognized him. Oh right -- after the fire. Quentin. Well isn't he handsome? she thought with a neutral expression on her face, and then returned her attention to the window outside. Ack.

Sophie returned her attention to the outside, peering through the window, but it seemed that a presence next to her was trying to make itself known. With a silent, patient sigh, she slipped them down the back of her head and they came to rest on her neck.

"Salve."

At the sound of his voice and the word he used, Sophie blinked. Her first thought was Pretentious. -- not that she was one to speak, and then she shook her head. "Bonjour." she replied.

He chuckled and replied, "You seem unusually happy."

Sophie kept her neutral face, "It's more of a half and half thing." Keep her answers short and she wouldn't have to talk to him long. Leaving camp was not on my agenda, so I'm a little vexed at the thought of not having my fun this summer. "Though . . . I'm not sure you would know what I usually am, unless . . . you have been watching me." Facing forwards, her eyes danced to the side.

Quentin titled his head and stared at her. "Maybe." He didn't feel remorseful about it, and he hoped that she wouldn't either, "What do you plan to do now that everything is cancelled?"

Sophie would never admit it, but she didn't like being the one that was watched. But that was a good question. "Resume my music. Yourself?" Telling him that it would be in solitude would be offering him too much insight. Sophie was not an open book.

He sighed. "Out of curiosity, what are you listening to?"

. . . He hadn't answered her question. Sophie blinked at him again. "Coriolis, Penguin Café." she replied, not even leaning to hear what she was listening to. "You evaded my question."

"So I did." He put his finger on his chin as he thought of his plans. "I had something in mind for camp, but I'm in the wind as of yesterday." He brought his hand back down. "What were you most looking forward to about camp?"

This made her think of the small glass vial in her personal bag that sat on her lap. She hadn't thought about that. It was going to go to waste? Perhaps not. "The people." she replied simply, a smile filling her face.

Quentin raised an eyebrow, looking at her smile. That sounded like him. "Anyone in particular?" He was oblivious to the forwardness of the question.

The first part of their conversation took up the span of the bus ride, and Sophie was unconsciously boarding the ferry with Quentin, still engaged with him. It was a little annoying that she was paying more attention to him rather than her surroundings and the others as she usually did. "I'm more of a . . . collective-people person." she responded as they made their way to the nose of the ferry.

Quentin moved to the edge of the boat with her; he was disappointed. It felt like he was boring her, so he decided to try something different. Something . . . more egocentric. Quentin leaned his back against the ferry railing, "This might sound strange, but . . . How would you describe yourself as you are now?" He kept his face expressionless, not wanting to give anything away.

Sophie didn't like that he continued to take her off guard. Quentin was an interesting person, she decided, but she kept her face expressionless as she replied, "I've never had to describe myself to anyone." she said thoughtfully, leaning over the railing, loving the feel of the wind nuzzling her hair and face. It would be nice to go swimming soon . . .

"Observant, perhaps. Maybe a bit of a free spirit. I don't like being held down by anything." Her pale eyes stared at him pointedly, "You're very forward, aren't you?" It was a little annoying, but she could move past it.

"Am I?" His brow furrowed quizzically. Quentin became little self-conscious and realized where he was.When did we get on the ferry? "Thank you for answering anyway, then." He felt a little dazed, finally taking in his surroundings.

The conversation went quiet and Sophie wondered how long they were on the ferry for. She could never really judge the amount of time they spent riding it. He isn't so bad, I suppose.

 

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Julius was quite pleased to see how the situation was being handled back at the camp and he really liked how Garth was really taking charge. The next course of action was simple, get his stuff, wait for the bus and take the ferry home. His feelings were mixed about this and though he initially did not wish to stay at the camp he at least admit that he felt that there would be some potential up ahead.

Regardless of what he though he knew that there was one fact as clear as day and that was that student died. He didn't know what caused the inferno and who was responsible, but regardless a life was taken and no matter what the camp did they could never get it back. He didn't have much stuff so packing was fast. Julius never liked to dwell on the negative for no reason so he merely scratched the back of his head and shrugged his thoughts aside and entered the bus. The bus was loud and annoying, but he was far too fatigued to make a commotion at the moment so he just sat there with his eye closed and arms crossed with a stern look on his face.

Once they all reached the ferry Julius breathed in the nice fresh air and let out a relaxed sigh. Since he was gone the other counsellors took over his job for him so going around and handing back tech was not his job. He entered the ferry and bought himself a chicken sandwich that he began to chew as he walked around the boat. He stood upon the deck and watched the nice scenery go buy with a small smile on his face.

 

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The look of discomfort on Maria's face at the mention of water made Noëlle smile brighter. Now, she was completely back in the moment. No paranoia, no terrifying thoughts. It was lovely. Maria disliked water, huh? It was interesting, getting to know things like that about people. She considered phobias very personal.

❝The water? I'm not a particular fan of it. I've had few good experiences on or in the water.❞

Noëlle's eyes were gentle and sympathetic.

❝I'm sorry about that.❞

A moment or two later she was taking a bite out of her sandwich. It was delicious, aside from the rather watery tomatoes.

❝I do enjoy a good adventure. Maybe we could go on one together this summer,❞ the first part came across a bit forward, and a mild discomfort swept down her spine again. Maria was nice, and she genuinely liked her, but was she a lesbian ...? Noëlle choked on the second bite of her sandwich, coughing and swallowing a mouthful of water. ❝I was just thinking about how O would spend the rest of the summer. Do you have any ideas as to what you will do? Or your brother?❞

She was sure she was being vain, towards Maria. Noëlle had never had a woman come onto her, and this was probably no exception... though she couldn't deny that the thought interested her.

Recovered, Noëlle shook her head and stared back at Maria with now-teary eyes.

❝Not really, no. An adventure could be nice. I could do with some time away from Bryan, anyway. I think ... We've been a bit too attached lately, maybe.❞ Thoughts of him literally consume me at times. His eyes, his smile, his lips, his breathing, his heart beat, his skin ...He excites me, it's invigorating !

... Yeah, a distraction could be very nice.

Her cheeks burned red and she stared out of the window. Her legs stopped swinging and her knees pressed together under the table. Maria was pretty, too. Curiosity flickered on in the back of her mind and her cheeks remained stained as a new set of, mostly inappropriate, thoughts snaked their way to the forefront.

She took a bite of her sandwich again.

❝... We should exchange numbers!❞

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Aislin kind of held back for a while. Mainly because she was afraid she may know the people who were now dead or missing. Aislin stared out the window of the ferry for a while before she found herself getting bored easily. She stood up and headed across the room searching for a camp leader.​

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She almost got herself distracted by food but quickly avoided. She stopped when the ferry rocked out of balance for just a moment (because she would have sea legs at this point and it wasn't like it was an extremely large ship) then continued on walking.​

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✜ Wearing ❖ Music ❖ Date: 6/17/2013 ❖ Day: 3 & 3/4 ✜​

✜ Mood: Curious ❖ Interaction: Noëlle ❖ Location: Dining ✜ ​

✜ Activity: Talking ❖ OOC: ✘ ✜​

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Maria pressed her lips together in a hard line when Noëlle looked up at her teary-eyed. Did i say something wrong? she was about to ask when the girl finally responded. She looked just as--if not more than--upset as when Maria approached her. ❝ That's unfortunate, ❞ she responded. Perhaps something happened between the siblings? A smile crept on her face as Noëlle turned to look out the window.

When she looked back, her expression was that of concern. Maria was taken aback by the question. ❝ Our numbers?" She wasn't sure she had heard right. ❝ Oh, yeah of course. ❞ Her eyes dropped to her purse by her hip and reached down to pull it out. She held the phone in front of her face and opened her contact list. This was farther than she had anticipated she would get with Noëlle--maybe with Bryan, but definitely not Noëlle. Maybe she didn't see the interest? She chewed on the inside of her cheek as she entered in the number. ❝ How's the food? ❞ she asked casually trying to think of something else to say to the girl.

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MOOD▹ BLAH ⧉ LOCATION▹ FERRY ⧉ OOC▹ ✘​

ACTIVITY▹ WATCHING ⧉ INTERACTION▹ ✘ ⧉ ❤▹1/10​

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When the buses reached the ferry dock, Pierce grabbed her bag and shuffled her way down the aisle without another word to anyone. She almost fell a half dozen times as she ran onto the boat and waited for instruction. Her heart palpitated in her chest and her eyes were glossy. A bead of sweat dripped down her forehead and she panted, hands clutching knees. An hour and a half? That would be forever. She just wanted to get home and hide out for the rest of summer, not facing anyone.

Pierce took a seat on one of the benches on the bow. Wind whipped at her face and occasionally water droplets would graze her skin. It felt good--really good. Her mind cleared and slowly her body returned to its normal state. She closed her eyes and breathed in the clean air deeply.

 

>Location: Ferry
>Mood: (Adrian) Thoughful/Solemn, (Toni) Nervous
>OCC: Is this how it's supposed to end? It hasn't even been a week for this. Nobody's even successfully told there crush, "I like you" yet.

Toni instantly knew that Alex was not as talkative. So she decided to bring more out of him. Talk more about him. Know his likes and dislikes. They were soon were on the ferry, and Toni was zipping by a mile a minute. She didn't really mean it, but she really did want to get to know him.
"Lets talk about things more committed to humantiy rather than worry about death. From my experience with my brother, death is only another reason for depression." Toni continued, "And sorry if I might be talking you ear off. I get chatty when I'm nervous. So, what do you like to do for fun?"

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As soon as Adrian boarded the ship, he explored a little. Clean rooms, 5 star buffet, the works. This was actually a better idea for camp than going to camp at all. But all kidding aside, he had heard that the situation itself was grave. He had heard from different ripples on the bus that there, of course, was an outbreak of fire the other night, causing multiple deaths as well as dissapearences. It sounded more of a major accident rather than intentional. He found Noelle talking to another camper in the snack bar. He walked up her and said quietly, "From what I can gather from last night's fiasco, you look particularly traumatized. I don't entirely know what exactly happened that night or who was involved, all I have to tell you is that you shouldn't really blame yourself and let it get to your head." His eyes weren't accusing, merely probing, "I'm not particularly happy that camp had to end this way, but all I have to say is this: Don't let these series of unfortunate events haunt you. Take it from me, because I'm constantly plagued by my horrid memories, resembling my cryptic nature. We were all created not to make mistakes, but every single time we do a mistake, it's our job to learn from those mistakes." Adrian was now talking fully to anyone from camp who was in then snack bar,

"You should live a happy life. You were born to do it. But, you are only as great as you let yourself to believe. If you think that you will never be forgiven about this, chances will say that you won't." He turned back to Noelle, "Take it from me, a lone, pale stranger, with his own deameanor worse then his own being, and turn your life around, because you're much more worth than you think. I'm not saying that you should be another Mary-Sue, but get past all the drama and think positive, do what I could not do back the and I can't do now, and you'll be happier then you've ever dreamed.Adrian let put 2 fingers to his forehead in a casual salute of reasurance, turned on his heel, and said as he walked off, "I've never blamed you, and I won't ever blame you."

Adrian walked on the deck of the ship. He saw Julius looking outward towards the sea, thinking. Adrian said to Julius, "You were a great counselor, even though I never got to know you well Julius. You don't look like the person who would blame himself for an accident like this. Hell, you're alright. Keep that up, and nothing else will stop you. I mean it."Adrian continued walking, not waiting for Julius's response. He decided to look for Pierce. If anything, he needed to get to know her.

 

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⎝ DAY 3┊3/4 ⎞ ❧ ⎝ DATE┊JUNE 17TH ⎞ ❧ ⎝ LOCATION┊FERRY ⎞​

⎝ MOOD┊SIGH // AAAH !! ⎞ ❧ ⎝ ❤??┊NOTHING ⎞ ❧ ⎝ OOC┊. . . ⎞​

The morning sort of passed in a blur that Bryan was in a daze through. There hadn't been enough space on the bus Noëlle got on, so he ended up getting on another, sighing. He felt a little bad because he hadn't taken this time to spend with his sister, which had been stretched thin as it was since he was a counselor . . . Bryan hoped that he didn't make her feel bad.

After grabbing a snack and a drink from the ferry's dining area, Bryan considered spending some time with others, but it didn't feel like it was too worth it right now, so he found a seat away from any of the others and sat down, munching on his snack and drinking his Pepsi.

When he looked around, his face lit at the sight of two of his wards, "Richie, Elisa!" he said, standing and quickly walking over to them, "Aaah, you guys are okay!" He gave them a heavy frown and collapsed into a third chair at the table, grabbing both of their hands, "I'm really, really, really sorry for leaving you behind in the forest, I didn't mean to! Are you guys okay? You didn't get hurt did you?"

Without paying much attention, he squeezed their hands and stared at them with glossy eyes, feeling all sorts of bad at the moment.

 

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Maria had been waiting on an answer about the food--not for very long--when a pasty white red haired boy came walking up to the table she was sharing with Noëlle. Certainly he was lost and just needed some help?--he opened his mouth to speak. ❝ ...you look particularly traumatized... ❞ He was talking to Noëlle and all she could do was bring herself to stare at him blankly. Where was all this coming from? ❝ ...you shouldn't really blame yourself... ❞ He talked as if it were her fault or something. She raised a curious blond brow at the pink haired girl sitting across from her. ❝ ...constantly plagued by my horrid memories... ❞ What was he rambling on about? Maria had stopped paying attention, not that she was paying attention to begin with. He was drab and unattractive. Pretty people should only spend time with other pretty people. It was the law of nature. ❝ ...every single time we do a mistake, it's our job to... ❞ The sound of his voice as he droned on and on was starting to make her head hurt. She rubbed at her temples and he turned to face the others in the dining area.

❝ ...live a happy life... never be forgiven about this... ❞ All to soon his attention was back on Noëlle. Did this boy have an interest in her as well? Hah! She almost scoffed outloud. Maria had to resist the urge to laugh at his long-winded speech. What was the point of this exactly? ❝ ...not saying that you should be another Mary-Sue, but get past all the drama and think positive... ❞ What the hell did that mean? Mary-Sue? Her icy blue eyes narrowed on him and she absently picked at her hair. Finally he seemed to be nearing the end as he gave a salute and turned on his heel. ❝ I've never blamed you, and I won't ever blame you." With those parting words, he left the dining area of the ferry.

Maria pressed her pale pink lips together and tried to regain her cognitive functions after that mind numbing speech. ❝ Well that was... something... ❞ That boy was the epitome of awkward, which might actually be fun in a way. Awkward moments, awkward moments, she thought to herself with a mischievous smile on her lips. ❝ Was he a friend of yours? ❞

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✜ Wearing ❖ Music ❖ Date: 6/17/2013 ❖ Day: 3 & 3/4 ✜​

✜ Mood: Intrigued ❖ Interaction: Noëlle & ??? ❖ Location: Dining ✜ ​

✜ ❤: Noëlle ❖ Activity: Talking ❖ OOC: ✘ ✜​

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Location: Ferry<>Clothes<>Song<>Mood:<>OOC:​

Sebastian shrugged at Natalie's startled question. "I watch the show when I can, because I like the novelty of it. To answer your question though, I liked the last doctor more; especially when he met William Shakespeare, which was so much awesome!" He noticed Natalie's pen that she was showing him. "Wow, you're a real die hard fan, huh? Personally, I geek out over stuff like Pokemon and Jak and Daxter more." His eyes trailed her over. She had to be at least a little younger, as she had a more youthful appearance about her, but all the same seemed mature for her age. By sheer instinct though, he was starting to feel a little warm inside as he started to think of this girl as a little more attractive than before.

Stratana Aria​

Location: Ferry<>Clothes<>Song<>Mood: Horrible<>OOC:​

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Stratana ate until she was sick, which happened to be the halfway point of the more than generous supply she'd taken. Seeing how much she'd stuffed away forced her into tears once she realized the horrible thing she'd done. "I'm going...I'm going to be..." She barely whispered, massaging her aching stomach, and upon realizing how much of it there was, she screamed "FAAAAA-HAHAHHAHAHAHAHA-T!" She bellowed and whimpered. "I have a food baby...." She whined to herself as she slammed her head down on the table, sobbing to herself, and not particularly caring who saw her. She felt like the button on her jeans was fighting a losing battle, and she knew exactly who to blame for it all. ... Who was it? She searched her mind for a scapegoat. She could find none, and this only made her sob all the more; she was the only one to blame for the accumulating flab. In her head, she was much larger than she was, and felt like if she tried to get up, she might have a wider stance and stand the risk of falling down never to be able to sit up on her own power again. Of course, two days of unhealthiness was hardly capable of doing that much; she was just particularly more rotund in the stomach, and not by much.​

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She froze once more. She realized that everytime she sobbed, her body was shaking, only making her realize just how flabby and unattractive she felt. She didn't even realize how tightly her chest was pressing up against the table, moving it a little and causing her chest to squeeze in closer, looking fuller.​

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Meanwhile, Sean took no notice as he set Jenna down off his neck and looked the girl right in the eyes. "How about you go find Erik? Or tell that b- umm.. Emalynn that you want her to feel better. James. There's also James. Please."​

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"Okay!" And Jenna ran off with glee while Sean let out a powerful breath of relief.​

 

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◀ ACTIVITY⦂ WAITING ✎ INTERACTION⦂ ✘ ▶​

◀ ☼ ✐ ♫ ✎ LOCATION⦂ FERRY ✐ DAY⦂ 3 & 3/4 ▶​

◀ ❤ ?? ✐ MOOD⦂ MELANCHOLY ✎ OOC⦂ ✘ ▶​

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" AND SO IT BEGINS... "​

Erik made his way in and out of the buffet line on the ferry rather quickly. He didn't feel like sitting in there with all the kids and ferry patrons. It was cooler out today compared to the last few days, which was refreshing. He had no clue what he would do with his summer now that camp had been canceled. I might have to look for a summer job. The very thought of it was rather unpleasant. He had always been able to do well throughout the summer. The camp paid decently and since he wasn't home the bills were at their bare minimum. There was probably enough saved up to last, but that was risky business right there.

He fiercely gnawed on a granola bar as he thought over his options. The wind whipped his hair around his face and he had to keep brushing the bangs out of his eyes. It was times like these that he wished he were a hat guy. Unfortunately, that was not the case. Erik didn't own a single one which dampered the prospects of keeping the brown hair out of his face without going back inside the ferry.

One of the counselors greeted him and he decided to chat up the guy while they waited for the ferry to eventually dock. This time seemed to be taking forever. The shorter, younger counselor with ashen blond hair and dark green eyes talked animatedly about what he would do now that camp had been canceled. At least someone had a plan. It was more than he could say for himself. He nodded on occasion and tossed in a few monosyllable responses as the kid talked about the summer internship he had turned down from the academy's camp and how unfair it was that he now was without internship and camp. Erik sighed. This was dull. Normally conversations like these wouldn't bother him too much, but he just had an overall pissy air about him.

 

Lexi Brians

Outfit|Location: Bus|Music|Mood: Neutral|OOC: N/A​

"you're not fat okay!? Just shut up for a moment!" Lexi told Stratana, noticing the latter's freak out. "You just have a problem, and that's okay, we ALL deal with problems in different ways." She smiled at her. "I'm Lexi. I can help you get through this."

Lexi was surprised at herself. She wasn't that outgoing. Maybe the fire had changed her. Either way, she wasn't gonna let Stratana just stuff her face. Before Stratana could act, she snatched the food. "It'll be okay."

Natalie Williams

Outfit|Location: Bus|Music|Mood: Neutral|OOC: N/A​

"Ooh! I remember that!" Natalie pocketed her Sonic. "Yeah. My favorite's Matt Smith."

She smiled at Sebastian. She honestly couldn't tell if she legitamately liked him, or if it was the Doctor Who stuff. Either way, she was VERY interested in getting to know him a lot more.