Kanaya: Put your tacky orange t-shirt to another use.

[rainbowed]

[At present, Kanaya is in the Demeter cabin, wiping down the windows with what appears to be a dingy orange rag. Upon closer inspection, it appears to be her camper t-shirt!

She decides to speak into the journal:]

Well, this has certainly been an experience. I would really like to know who is responsible for selecting the colors of our attire here, but let it be known that it was a terrible mistake. No one should ever be forced to wear such a revolting, obnoxious shade of orange.

[She pauses and sets the rag aside. She's been cleaning the entire cabin all day -- like hell is she going to let her cabin get punished for living in a dirty environment.] On another note: today, someone tried to convince me to try a cold beverage called "bug juice." I refused to sample it because he wouldn't tell me the drink's contents. How exactly does it taste, and is this a customary beverage for camp?

Comments

[cyan_maid]

Hmmm. Is that related to the "grubsauce" you mentioned before? Are they really made from...grubs?

[rainbowed]

[She grins mischievously.] You'll just have to see for yourself.

[AKA Kanaya-mun is actually unsure herself, and just wants a cop-out. LOL.]

[cyan_maid]

[Ooooh boy. Have fun with that, Jane!]

Ah...alright, then...

[If she's given grubloaf, she's going to pretend it's meatloaf and drown it in ketchup if she has to.]