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[schizoreality]

[There's a sign propped up on a table in the mess hall that says "TRUST AND BONDING EXERCISE SIGN UPS!" and there's a piece of paper just waiting for you to walk up and sign your name. A foot or two away there's a brunette drinking some coffee and pieces of an orange. She's reading Reality for Idiots and seems amused.]

( ooc: Sian: you should

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[desserting]

[and suddenly I am there! relaxed! feet on the table.]

Trust and bonding, huh? Sounds like a slice.

[schizoreality]

I take it quite seriously. It's my job, after all.

[oh yes, so so serious. You get an eyebrow raise for the feet on the table.]

[desserting]

[yeah, they aren't going anywhere.]

Want a hand? I could do with a laugh.

[schizoreality]

I wouldn't say no to the help.

[boxbythebed]

Lame.

[schizoreality]

Not my problem, girl.

[boxbythebed]

Looks like it kinda is.

[schizoreality]

You either sign up or you don't. Either way, it's out of my hands in the end.

[corvideuce]

[picks up the paper, looking at it. what.]

[schizoreality]

[drrrrriiinnnkkks some coffee.]

[corvideuce]

What the hell!? Why is my name already here?

[schizoreality]

. . . Hm? [leans over, looks at the list.] Someone was by earlier. Maybe they signed you up. . . do you have trust problems?

[ashadowofhope]

*...urgh caaaaamp*

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[schizoreality]

[I am just reading my book and drinking my coffee, man.]

[ashadowofhope]

*thinks you make much better company this way ~nod nod~*

[schizoreality]

[good thing I'm reading an excellent book.]

[screwfate]

...Trust and bonding.

[schizoreality]

Isn't that what summer camp is all about?

[screwfate]

I wouldn't know. This is the only one I've seen, and it's no real basis for judgment.

[schizoreality]

I've heard that they're a great place for human children to make crafts and be out of their parents' hair.