MISSION 009

[etrayamods]

⏵ CAMP ETRAYA ⏴ On May 16th, Aurora and the companion bots direct those not heading off to Solmara to make their way to Camp Etraya. Nestled away from everything else in a large clearing full of wildflowers and redwoods, Camp Etraya is a nostalgic summer camp experience put together just for it's residents! Cabins are assigned, scary stories are told around campfires, gossiping happens among friends on the trails surrounding the cabins - and don't be surprised when something goes awry. After all, this is still Etraya. While the rest of Etraya is still accessible and will not be blocked off, characters are discouraged from venturing far from camp for too long: Aurora will specify that they are on a mission, and that missions do require participation, but she has intentionally left them the freedom to wander. Not sleeping in their assigned cabins, not participating in events, and staying away from Camp Etraya will end with her having to take more extensive security measures, so please be on your best behavior! The last thing she wants to do is start enforcing boundaries, but she will if she has to. Camp is set up much like your generic summer camp! Each cabin is named, housing is assigned to characters as they arrive, there are camp counselors, and rotating daily tasks and chores. There are also multiple activities that characters are expected to participate in, and each activity is worth points that goes toward their camp graduation score. This score will be visible on their earpiece, and follows the A-F grading system. We are not be monitoring this, and are leaving character scores up to players. We do, however, ask that you please report your characters' camp grade HERE for rewards and demerits to be handed out after the mission itself. Cabin assignments can be found here, which also has their roles, and chores assigned to that cabin. Those who are participating in Solmara have received an assigned cabin, too, but their absence toward the beginning will not harm the cabin's ability to compete given how spread out their assignments are. ⏵ WELCOME TO CAMP ⏴ Camp life is meant to instill a sense of belonging, connection with nature, encouragement towards the creative, all on top of a firm foundation of responsibility. Upon arriving, campers will be escorted towards a table of white t-shirts and countless buckets of dye! Each Etrayan will be invited to make three Tie-Dyed shirts- as well as required to wear one as part of their summer uniform. Camp counselors must wear 80s basketball shorts or cut-off jeans. Campers may wear cargo shorts or a skort. For those with physical limitations to what they can wear, accommodations will be provided. Here, bonding is the camp runners' priority. They will be pushed into various ice-breaker activities, such as trust falls, two truths and a lie, and Never have I Ever. As the sun goes down, there will be weenies roasting over the bonfire, followed by s’mores and a sing-a-long! With the stars well-visible, it’s off to bed with campers. Each day after will start much the same: with the ringing of the bell and raising of the flag (Aurora, while unfamiliar with flag designs but an understanding of the concept, has chosen a rainbow flag for the camp. Rainbows make people happy, right?), followed by a meal at the Great Hall, morning assembly, activities with counselors, chores, free time, and then an evening winding down by the great fire. An hour after sun down, campers will be escorted back to their cabins for curfew. Camp Counselors are expected to keep track of their campers, and ensure they're all within their cabins for bedtime. This is part of their grade, too! Curfew lifts an hour before the first bell. ⏵ CAMP ACTIVITIES ⏴ As with most summer camps, Camp Etraya offers a wide variety of activities to participate in. While some of these activities may be mandatory, others are optional. We'll be leaving this up to individual player discretion: perhaps Viktor is mandated to report to arts and crafts, whilst it's optional for Silco to show. Silco, on the other hand, may be mandated to report to the archery contest. Characters are encouraged to participate in a minimum of one camp activity per day. Below is a non-exhaustive list of camp activities. Three-Legged Race - You and a partner are tied together at your ankles, and you must race others to the finish line. Those with abilities that would give them an advantage will find that the rope that ties them together hinders those abilities from functioning. Archery - This can be more traditional, magical, or include moving targets! If you're particularly unlucky, your target may even shoot back. Softball - What instills a sense of camaraderie better than a bit of team sports? Games will be held on Wednesdays, the field is otherwise available for practice. Dodge Ball - Standing diametrically opposed to Softball is dodge ball, the bully’s sport. This is a great opportunity to claim dominance or be sent to the Nurse’s Office. Obstacle Course - You are directed into a large maze with multiple obstacles for them to overcome, such as rock climbing walls, ramps, tires, and nets. Capture the Flag - Small teams are put together in order to take the flag from a particular bot, whose entire goal is to avoid being caught. Canoe Race - Canoes are placed into the rivers just off of the camp, and characters must race to the finish line. Chocobo Riding - Learn how to care for and ride these magnificent birds! Newbies will be taken around the corral, whereas more experienced riders can take the trail around the lake. Arts and Crafts - Make friendship bracelets, bead lizards, paint rocks, learn origami! Or perhaps you're tasked with putting together an enchanted necklace. Don't know how to do enchantments? Now is as good of a time as any to learn. Campfire stories - Share scary stories amongst yourselves around the campfire late into the night. If you're particularly unlucky, you may just hear the thing you were just warning others about.. ⏵ NIGHT TIME ⏴ Once campers have been put to bed, the counselors can still stay up. Unwind with hidden beers and the strumming of a guitar. Don’t get too comfortable, though, since without supervision, no one is keeping the campers in bed. After dark, should campers evade their counselors, they can go exploring in the dark. Eerie lights glimmer from the lake. There’s rumors of a headless spectre walking from the archery field to the edge of the forest. Should you behave, you still might hear a scratching at your bunk house window. And on the very last night of camp, there will be a talent show. Show off your hidden talent and bask in the excitement of wowing your fellow campers! ⏵ NOTES ⏴ Welcome to Camp Etraya! Please enjoy the s'mores and campfire songs. :) Camp will last approximately two weeks, going from May 16th to May 30th. For all questions relating to this mission, please refer to the plotting post. All other questions can be directed to the FAQ. ⏵FULL NAVIGATION⏴

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Fio | OTA

[sabigoe]

giraffes cabin (I will say this is still ota because what if someone wanders into the wrong cabin or something!!!)

[ Congratulations Giraffes! The counselor in charge of your cabin is a little girl who appears to be only about... seven. This is nerve-wracking for Fio, but she isn't going to run away from an important responsibility. The multiverse is depending on her, she reminds herself. Even if she still doesn't understand how camping is going to save their worlds. She has willingly put on a tie-dyed shirt and cut-off jeans to indicate her status as a counselor.

She will happily greet every camper as they report into the cabin. Lucky for them, she will allow everyone to choose their bunks and claim whatever is left for herself. ]

Um... hello! [ Though nervous, she gives a friendly smile. ] My name is Fio. Remember to come back to the cabins by bedtime. And please don't forget your duties. Let's do our best together, 'kay?

[ Hopefully everyone listens. But if anyone wants to be out past curfew, she might be a very easy one to sneak past...

After the first day, a picture of a giraffe will later turn up on the cabin door, constructed from cut out colored paper and pieced together with a mix of glue and tape. The animal is wearing a pair of sunglasses. Very cool. (Special thanks to Scott, for educating Fio about sunglasses.) A little later in the first week, white origami flowers are added to the door. They might fall off or be blown away over time, but Fio will try to find time to fold some new ones. Just a little bit of extra decor from your counselor! ]

workshop & gadget tinkering

[ Fio is the counselor that's been specifically put in charge of teaching mechanics, something she has zero experience in. Which is why she clutches in her arms various books that will hopefully assist in her duties. But after having a chance to flip through the pages for ideas, it's a bit overwhelming for her since she's supposed to be the one to teach. And some of the text she struggles to read or understand.

She'll take the time to go from camper to camper, first checking in on their plans. ]

So... what're you planning to build?

[ She will give campers a choice on what kind of gadget and see how much she can help them from there... if she even can.

But in the case someone is at a loss on what to make, Fio flips through one of her books for ideas. ] Um... what about this? [ A page shows a picture of a little robot made from simple materials, like cardboard. A shy smile, hoping that she's being helpful somehow. ] It's like making a little friend!

arts & crafts

[ When she finally has some free time, Fio is more at ease without having to be a lead. And more at peace. Each day, she can be found working on a different kind of craft. One day, she'll be folding origami flowers. On another, she's painting rocks. And if anyone remembers seeing her around collecting flowers, she'll sometimes be gluing down dried, pressed flowers onto sheets of journal paper. ]

nighttime

[ While Fio is allowed to stay awake longer than the average camper, she won't be found hanging around the counselors that stay up late into the night. She won't like loud noises if they end up getting rowdy. And she isn't going to enjoy the smell of alcohol. She would be extremely out of place anyway.

Some nights she can be found retreating back to her cabin at the same time as campers and taking a seat at the steps if she doesn't feel like sleeping too early. She sits quietly, exhausted. ]

wildcard

[ Throw anything at me and I'll work with it. Variations of existing prompts are fine. Whatever works best for you! I am also open for PM or you can poke me on my plotting post here. (Some of these prompts were difficult for me to figure out, I'm sorry...) ]

nighttime + wildcard

[limiterrings]

[ when fio leaves from her cabin to take a seat on the steps, if she runs too fast, she'll find herself tripping over a familiar lump laying on the floor. no different from a cat, he's practically curled up in front of the cabin's door, and before fio can fall face first into the wooden floor; shadow catches the back of her dress.

the hedgehog pulls her back so that she's properly on her feet, and will allow for her to walk around him if she so chooses to.

don't interact with him. ]

[sabigoe]

[ Fio lets out a yelp as she suddenly finds herself flying, for a brief moment. Before she can even hit the floor, she's safely back on her feet within seconds. Blinking, she looks over, surprised to see the hedgehog. ]

D-

[ Wait. Closing her mouth before she says the wrong name. She only takes a few steps around him, mostly because she's trying to get a clearer look at his quills. Just how fuzzy is this one? ... ...Not so much as the other one. ] ...Darkie? [ Hold on, she's supposed to be a counselor. ] Um... isn't it your bedtime? What are you doing out here?

[ Don't interact with him. Don't worry about him. Fio seems to always do the opposite of what he actually wants. Of course she isn't going to keep walking and be on her way. ]

[limiterrings]

[ oh, she really is a counselor to be speaking to him like that. he raises a brow before ignoring her, eyes looking off into the distance as he contemplates whether to answer or remain quiet. ]

I don't care for the rules of this place.

[ he only does what he wants, and she knows this, shadow is one of the bad kids who will get his work done if it's given to him. aside from that, he's not doing anything that suggests sleeping at an organized bedtime from those given an authoritative role.

what follows is a sigh. ]

Has something happened for you to be out late?

[sabigoe]

[ It's true she already knows and she doesn't look all too surprised in the way he answers back. Just a little surprised to find him at her cabin, when he could be elsewhere. Her earlier questioning lacks the sternness that a counselor should have for troublemaking children. But since she's a counselor, she will make an attempt at her duties. This gives her an excuse to monitor him. While he won't follow the rules, she will. If it does benefit their worlds by participating, then she'll do it. There isn't any evidence that it helps, but she can't risk it. ]

Some of the campers that stay here like to sneak off, so I'd better do my job and keep an eye out. And I guess... you happened too. Hehe.

[ She smiles tiredly. She really should just go to sleep instead... ]

for scott (laserguy)

[sabigoe]

[ By end of day, Fio finally has a moment of reprieve from counselor duties. It's been a struggle, since this is her only experience ever being in a summer camp. She's just trying to figure everything out now and yet somehow has a leadership responsibility. She may need to mentally brace herself for the upcoming days or prepare to watch out for any of her assigned campers trying to sneak out past curfew, but she tries to let it off her mind for the night.

In the evening, she joins others by the campfire and after a moment of scanning the crowd, happily finds available seating next to fellow cool friend Scott Summers. Her tie-dyed shirt is oversized, almost like she's wearing a long dress instead. It takes a second for her to reach under her long shirt, for the sunglasses hanging off her pocket. She puts the pair on her face. It's night... does she need sunglasses at this time? No. She doesn't understand that it might be considered weird. But she wants to match with Scott.

The aroma coming from the s'mores smells amazing. She studies everyone else before making her own attempt. ]

...Why is it called s'mores?

[laserguy]

[A part of him just wants to sleep for the remainder of his days here.

Being part of that mission to Solmara, well, it was a lot and not something he really wants to talk about right now. Luckily, with how normal and distracting the camp has been, it's been a little easier to feel like things are kind of that. Like he's actually here and living an average life instead of being on that other planet that felt like hell in comparison to this.

He almost finds himself nodding off by the campfire anyway though. Maybe because he feels like he can finally relax here, watching as marshmallows slowly get roasted by the fire and it's not like anyone can tell if he falls asleep, right? But then his eyes snap open when he sees a familiar face-- fellow cool friend Fio. Oh, she doesn't have to wear the sunglasses right now but they're matching and he's going to take it.

He smiles at her, a little worn, but friendly nonetheless.]

Uh. Actually that's a good question. [Hmm hmm.] I think it's something like you want more because it's really good.

[He stopped himself from saying 'fucking good' because this is a child, Summers. Even he can stop himself.] This your first time trying one?

[sabigoe]

[ She may have caught a glimpse of Scott nodding off just as she was sitting down. By the way he responds to her, Fio realizes she may have taken him by surprise.

There was another mission according to Aurora's post, but Fio tends to have a difficult time following along when given too many details at once. Far too many words that she doesn't understand. The most she's garnered from it is that there's another city called Solmara and that a small team was recruited to travel there. She's not too sure if Scott was part of it, but she did notice some campers being absent early on in the week. ]

...S'mores, huh. I think I get it. Funny name. Yeah, it's my first time trying a... s'more. Lots of stuff in summer camp is pretty new to me.

[ If it's really good, then she's just about to find out. She reaches over to grab a skewer, then looks over, studying Scott for a moment. It is difficult to see the wariness past his shades. As much as she wants to spend the remainder of the night with a friend, she feels a bit guilty letting him stick around if he's tired. ]

Scott, are you sleepy? If you wanna sleep, you should go back to your cabin.

sorry for the late!

[laserguy]

Oh, this is probably your first time being at a camp like this, huh? Been having a good time?

[He's a little sorry for missing the first few days of that... hopefully someone here showed her the ropes of doing the important things in camp. Like. TPing the cabins. Okay, fine, stuff like doing crafts and participating in some of the 'activities' that this camp has set up for everyone. He honestly hopes that she's had a good time so far. What? He's not a monster.

And if not, guess they'll just have to make it up in s'mores.

Her question almost gets the teen to sit up a bit more, trying not to show how exhausted he really is. It really is okay! She doesn't have to worry about him. Scott shakes his head a little, trying to smile through everything and letting his marshmallow warm up in the fire.]

And miss out on eating s'mores with you? Don't worry, I'll be fine. Besides, gotta make sure that you get the full experience eating this.

Wildcard - It might be stargazing into spooky lake time

[thelightshines]

[Curfew doesn't mean anything to a hedgehog who hardly sleeps. So the moment he finds an opportunity to sneak out, he will. The cover of night helps keep him hidden as he wanders through the campsite. The only ones around are the counselors or possibly others trying to sneak around. They're easy to avoid when they're so few.

The annoying things are the birds. But the best spot he's discovered is just beyond the stable. He snuck passed them before, he can do it again. Just a quick snap and he disappears from one point, and to the the other. A few birds chirp sleepily in their confusion, but seeing no one, they just curl back into their feathers. From here, should be a clear path to the clearing.]

[sabigoe]

[ An ordinary child would be in bedtime by now. Fio would have followed curfew, if only she weren't assigned the very important task as counselor. And she's taking her counselor duties seriously, in case it truly does affect the fate of their worlds. She's not confident that she's doing a good enough job, but she continues to try. In the darkness, she spots movement from a small familiar figure, black with red streaks. From a distance, she can't discern which hedgehog this is. But she's persistent in following, keeping some distance behind. Just as much as she's accustomed to wandering her own town by herself, it's almost the same as roaming around at night... back when she would used to slip out of her home to avoid the sound of her parents' angry voices.

By the time she reaches the stables, it's a long way from the cabins. All the way out here? But why? Part of the reason she follows is not only because of her duty, but... she's worried, of course. She keeps her eyes glued to him. One moment he's there, then suddenly he's gone. For a moment, she's at a loss on where to go. He has to be nearby somewhere, she thinks.

Though he's seemingly nowhere in sight, she decides to keep moving, trying to keep her steps silent as possible as she steps past the stables. ]

[thelightshines]

[Just a glance in the direction where the forest begins, she can see some movement. The hedgehog leaving the main camp grounds. There seems to be fewer restriction on this side where there's a lake the further one goes. He isn't heading there though, a few times he stops, recalling which way he had to go. Taking a left here and the clearing should be...there.

A clearing he had found a few days ago, with patches of white daisies growing beneath the open sky. He walks into the clearing, glancing up toward the sky. It's clear tonight. The stars more brighter out here than back in the city. He doesn't get far in, stopping, his brows furrow.] I know you're there.

[sabigoe]

[ Unafraid of how much darker it gets the further she wanders from the camp grounds, Fio continues to follow the sign of movement, only stopping when he stops. Only continuing forward just as he does. She comes upon the clearing, but she remains off to the edge, keeping hidden behind the few bushes nearby. It doesn't last for long. Clearly her attempts at stealth aren't enough and Shadow has already detected her presence by calling out.

Initially, she doesn't answer for a few seconds, as if contemplating whether or not she should pretend she's not here. But she's incapable of lying. To him or anyone. (And in the case she ever tries, it's nearly always easy enough to see right through her.)

After a moment, Fio steps out from the thicket, revealing herself. Somehow, she doesn't need to come any closer to identify which hedgehog this is. Perhaps it's because this area is nearly reminiscent of where they previously spoke, although this time it's flowers underneath the clear, starry sky instead of the dappled sunlight. Both scenery are equally beautiful. ]

...Hi Dusky. [ It might be hard to see the small smile across her face in the darkness, but it might be audible in her voice. ] You're not gonna go back if I tell you to, huh.

arts & crafts

[bootyshortsforoldmen]

(ooc: Nier Reincarnation my beloved. 💔)

—

[This isn’t the first time Hank has been tasked with painting rocks here on Etraya. It is, however, the first time he’s been tasked with painting rocks and there is no alcohol involved. Just this camp bullshit that has him on edge because he doesn’t want to be here.

And he, admittedly, snaps one of the little paintbrushes in half because his mind is cruising elsewhere.]

You... what? Get double the points for being a counselor?

[In another life, maybe Hank would have signed up. But unfortunately — or fortunately, since it’s Hank — they’re stuck with Hank as just a regular ol’ camper.]

[sabigoe]

(ooc: rein likers are real?! also omg hello hank Detroit, big fan-)


[ Sitting nearby, Fio is hard at work painting her own set of rocks. It's relaxing for her, a welcome respite from having to try acting as a leader in a workshop focused on something she knows nothing about. One of the rocks is already complete, but it is a simple paint job: a rock painted entirely white, with black oval eyes. A bit like a cartoon ghost.

Hearing the snap of a brush, her gaze lifts suddenly. This bearded man looks a little like a mountain climber she knows... if he was greying and got a haircut. ]

...Hm? Oh. I don't know about that... I didn't know I was assigned to be a counselor until I got here. [ She was assigned to the role without her knowledge, unfortunately. She doesn't know a thing about summer camp, but she makes an effort to be a kind, helpful counselor. Taking one of her extra paint brushes, she slides it across to Hank. ] You can have this paintbrush, mister.

💝!!! And is that an Argo reference I spy 👀

[bootyshortsforoldmen]

They really making kids do all this —

[— bullshit, Hank almost says. But goddamn if he isn’t going to watch his mouth.

Or he’ll try, anyway.]

Just a lot of responsibility for you, I imagine. And thanks for — [he accepts the paintbrush, waving it at her before he turns back to his rocks of horror] — this.

[He’ll try not to break this brush. “Try” seems to be Hank’s keyword at this whole camp thing.

It could be worse. If anything, this is downright peaceful compared to the last few ventures Aurora’s assigned them. But for once, Hank wishes he could have gone on the dangerous mission. Wishes he could’ve gone to Solmara. Would he have been much help? Maybe not, but...]

You’re quite the artist. [Hank turns to appraise Fio’s work. He’d much rather think about all this — try — than let himself stew in anger. It’s not as if he can get out of this hellhole, right?] What d’you figure we’re gonna do with all these rocks, huh? Gonna take them back home? Throw ‘em at each other?

giraffe!

[snapp_crackle]

What's this supposed to be?

[ Popp looks back and forth between Fio and the drawing. He's been trying to be slightly more ~mature~ and he does not want to tell a child that her drawing is bad, but, like. It's pretty obvious that this weird monster was drawn by either the seven year old or Luffy D. Monkey. The neck is stupidly long and the spotty pattern is creative but weird. ]

Some kind of unicorn?

[sabigoe]

[ Don't blame her over its weird proportions. She didn't invent the giraffe. But Fio doesn't look offended when Popp mistakes the creature for a different animal anyway. He might come from a place where there aren't any giraffes. She didn't grow up in a town where she would be near such an animal, but she knows they exist somewhere on Earth. ]

Hm? It's a giraffe. [ Just like the name of the cabin that they've been assigned to. A polite smile. ] I've only really seen them in picture books. Is this your first time seeing one?

[snapp_crackle]

So that's what a giraffe is! Yeah, we don't have that kind of monster where I'm from.

[ Look at those horns! Clearly a fearsome beast who uses them for menacing purposes. ]

How big are they? Say, compared to a horse.

Giraffes!

[odinpusrex]

[In Fio's direct contrast is Barnabas: a man who looks to be in his forties who wears stoicism with confident ease. While he would certainly introduce himself as King Barnabas Tharmr to her and the others of the cabin, he would not do much else to ingratiate himself further or make an effort to be exceptionally friendly nor chatty besides. Seemingly set on keeping whatever relation between them as perfunctory as possible. He's certainly dedicated to his chores, however, and he's always up at the crack of dawn (does he even sleep?), ready for the day. Even if the day is met with his gloomy disposition and nothing exuberant or excited.

However, he has taken note of Fio's decorations on the door to the cabin, even if he does not comment upon it, nor let his eyes linger for long to suggest any appreciation for it. Yet, what betrays any lack of such towards her artistic pursuit is that on one of the days that the little origami flowers have been blown off the door, Barnabas has taken it upon himself to collect them all.

Fio might catch him reapplying them to the door, silent and stoic in his replanting of these flowers, paying her no immediate mind initially.]

[sabigoe]

[ Any other child would probably be intimidated by Barnabas' quiet, stoic presence, but not Fio. A friend of hers has a similar demeanor. Her nerves mostly come from having the responsibilities of a counselor. Unfazed, she puts on a friendly smile during introductions and each time they cross paths when going about the day. After the first couple of days in camp, Fio quickly realizes that she hardly needs to monitor the man or remind him to do any chores. For the most part, she leaves him to his own devices. That removes a little extra weight off her shoulders, when she's already having a difficult time playing into a leader role.

During a moment of respite from counselor duties, she returns to the cabin while hauling a small box of craft supplies from the arts corner, having plans to reinforce some of the flower origami and fold extra additions to decorate the door. Quiet time dedicated to reading and learning about different kinds of crafts has been her favorite part of camp. ]

...Barnie? [ She's surprised to find Barnabas is way ahead of her. Of course she does remember he introduced himself as a King—which she may have found fascinating initially, having to share a cabin with a royalty figure. Titles don't really matter here and she would like to treat him like a friend instead. She also remembers that his first name is "Barnabas"... and she's decided that Barnie is his nickname now, not thinking about whether it sounds rude or not.

Her surprise shifts into a smile. ] Thank you for helping the little flowers.

[odinpusrex]

[Despite the title being given, Barnabas does not quite act as one might suspect a king should. As he has proven willing to do menial chores as is expected of him without complaint. He likewse does not lord his title nor royalty over the others. The steely and somewhat judgmental looks he offers are arguably kingly, but while some might use their crown as a weapon, Barnabas is oddly humble about its existence.

He isn't even bothered by none of them using his title to refer to him, suggesting the title serves some other purpose than some cheap attempt at establishing social superiority. Whatever the case may be, Barnabas doesn't seem to care to clarify the inclusion of the title for his introduction, nor mention it further.

However, being called "Barnie" is an odd one. Not that he hasn't been referred to that in such a way before, but typically it is from a man he's known for twenty years. A man who isn't the least bit intimidated by the sharp stare it earns. The kind of stare that is being spared towards Fio, yet the edge of it is softer than that he might otherwise give to the other offender.

He then looks to the flowers reapplied to the door, one still in his hand awaiting its return with the others.]

You...made these, correct?

[His voice is soft and quiet, yet perfectly audible despite it's almost whisper-like quality. Barnabas' gaze turns back to her, waiting for her answer. He's completely ignored her thanks, not out of any rude dismissal of it, but perhaps viewing gratefulness unnecessary for his actions.

It's hard to know with how he holds himself, how neutral his expressions tend to be, and how withdrawn his presence is in general.]

arts & crafts; towards the end of camp time

[cactusy]

[This is one of the assignments that Shaw had dodged twice already. But it keeps doggedly showing up on her schedule, and so when it rolls around for the third time, she figures that she should take the hint in the interests of not completely failing at this whole exercise. For the sake of saving her world or whatever.

(God, this is the worst.)

So here she is, sitting at a table in the arts and crafts cabin, half-heartedly painting a rock black. She's working with one surface and one color, and somehow she's still managing to do a lackluster job.

When she finishes with Black Rock #1 and her time isn't up yet (no shit, Shaw; it's been five minutes), she figures she might as well get started on Black Rock #2, and she reaches to take another from the pile - at the exact same time as Fio is also reaching for another rock. She withdraws immediately, wordlessly waving Fio forward. Go on, kid; take your pick. You seem like you're actually having fun with this, so live your dreams.]

[sabigoe]

Thanks!

[ Fio gives a friendly smile and takes her new, clean unpainted rock, setting it down in her workspace. She is definitely having fun, occasionally bouncing her legs under the table.

A small pile of rocks sit next to her, some that are very colorful, with little painted flowers, suns, stars, moons. There's one that might look like another camper... or is that some sort of angry animal with black fur with red streaks? Among the completed pieces that Fio has painted, she even has her very own Black Rock! Kind of. This one has a few extremely minor details, like two dashes of white paint that seem to indicate a pair of eyes. That's about it. And she's happy enough about it that it sits in her completed pile.

She doesn't immediately go back to work, because she's curious about the camper sitting across from her that spent five minutes painting a black rock. And she can be a bit of a chatterbox when full of energy... she peers across the table, expecting Shaw to finally pick another rock her own. ]

What kind of rock are you gonna paint next?

[cactusy]

Just... black. I'm doing all mine in black out of protest.

[She pulls the jar of black paint a little closer to her, punctuating the point.]

Maybe in December Aurora can put them all in my stocking.