Day Two: Campfire

[camphalf_blood]

[so you've had some time to get to know the camp. You've taken classes and hung out in your cabin. Now you get to come back around the campfire and discuss it all! Or you can fall back on tradition and tell scary stories.

Interested in a song? The Apollo cabin will lead you! Or not. Just remember that curfew is in place tonight. If you're actually planning to adhere to it]


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Comments

[i_got_this]

Good. I didn't want to have to worry about going to sleep.

[dontpatr0nizeme]

Nor do I, South.

I've enough to worry about with Kat...

[i_got_this]

[South looks at him for a moment, and she can't keep the hardness out of her eyes. Sure, she knew the reasoning behind why he shot her on sight when she arrived, but she still felt like the victim, because she hadn't done that to him yet, she wasn't that person ... right? She glances away, still disturbed but the idea of what she becomes.]

Yeah well you won't have to worry about me. [The unsaid line here, as long as I don't have to worry about you.]

[dontpatr0nizeme]

And I won't bother you.

Need to figure out how to make a friend remember who she really is.

[i_got_this]

[Coldly,]. Here are some words of advice; don't shoot her. It only complicates things.

[dontpatr0nizeme]

I'll keep that in mind, South. Thanks for the amazing advice.

[i_got_this]

Yeah. No problem. Try not to fuck up whatever you're trying not to fuck up.

[dontpatr0nizeme]

Any further wisdom you'd like to share?

[i_got_this]

[She just looks at him critically for a moment before dropping her arms and turning to walk away.]

Yeah. Bring back the old Wash. I miss him.

[dontpatr0nizeme]

You certainly showed that when I was on that loss and forgot so much, South.

[i_got_this]

Yeah well, you deserved it.

[Everything was too soon, then, and even now she knows there's no way she's ever going to be able to fully see him the way she used to. However, once again, unbidden, she remembers what York said about treating him as a friend, and now she wishes she should have. Maybe if she had things now wouldn't have been so hard?]

[Or, no, she thinks, Washington was just always going to be a prick to her because of the future. Why spare any thoughts on him, it's not worth it.]