Camp Annawanna, we hold you in our heart

[andcountry]

Characters: OPEN
Date/Time: October 12th, Anytime
Location: The Wilderness
Rating: Varied
Summary: Among concerns about the missing and the trapped with the storm raging up above, those who managed to evacuate find themselves in an idyllic paradise by comparison.

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Outside cabin Jaunty Jackalope. Feel free to bother.

[blacklegcook]

Even down in the Wilderness the loud rumbles of the storm could be heard above. He'd just made it down to the lower level before the full storm had hit. Wet blond strands plastered themselves over the left side of his face and his clothes were soaked through and stuck to his skin oddly.

He'd helped out the farm bring down as much as possible and had finally found the cabin he'd been assigned to. Compared to the shitty-insulation in the section 1 houses, this wasn't so bad. Surrounded by the smell of wood and a storm raging above, it definitely felt nostalgic even without proper memories.

All his shit was finally packed into the cabin and a quick glance around showed he was the first one here. Cookbooks were strewn onto his bed, which he left to leaf through later. For now he stood at the porch, cigarette between lips and watched through half-lidded eyes at activity going around.

/bothers

[notpissedoff]

Having just fought his way through the storm to the elevator, Rain was thoroughly drenched, his normally-spiky hair hanging limply around his face and dripping onto his shoulders, and his shoes making faint squishing sounds with each step he took. He could have headed down to the Wilderness earlier, but he'd been helping board up the last of what needed boarding in the Bazaar

[blacklegcook]

"Oh!" Chivalry had been so far into his own thoughts that the sniffing at his pants came as a surprise. "...A dog?" What ashes had gathered on his cigarette were flicked far away from where the dog stood; no need to burn the little fellow.

He looked up at the man's approach. One hand patted the top of the dog's head kindly enough before finding it's way back into a pocket. "Yo! You one of my bunk-mates?" He'd be lying if he wasn't disappointed that it hadn't been a woman, but there wasn't much he could do about the shitty-cabin choices.

[notpissedoff]

Taichou leaned into the head-pat and then sat at the blond man's feet, his tail wagging from side to side and thumping against the porch, as Rain walked up.

"It seems that way," he responded simply, taking a moment to scrutinize the other equally-drenched man. No one he'd ever met before, he was fairly certain, but at least he didn't seem to mind the dog. Of course, if they were going to be spending the next few days sharing living quarters, introductions were probably in order. He bowed. "My name is Rain."

And wanting nothing more at that moment then to change into some dry clothes, Rain turned to the cabin door, only to stop and scowl at it (or rather, the sign on it) in puzzlement. "...Jackalope?"

[blacklegcook]

A seemingly formal man, he mused with an arched brow. Well, that was fine with him, that just meant less of a shitty-pain. "I'm Chivalry." The cigarette, now spent was stubbed out along one of the wooden rafters.

The dog followed along at his heels as he made his way after the man. "Ah. It's a shitty-name, but nothing much we can do about it."

The blond would have stepped in, but the dog was set on sniffing him out. Considering he'd been handling food supplies all day, it was to be expected. "Oi oi! I don't have food on hand. You'll have to wait!"

[notpissedoff]

Chivalry. A name he'd encountered once or twice in the journal, but he didn't think they'd ever spoken. So far though, the man seemed tolerable. Rain didn't mind the smoking or the swearing, even though he himself didn't smoke and seldom swore. There was something vaguely familiar about the smell of smoke in particular, and although he knew it should probably bother him, it seemed like something he was used to

[blacklegcook]

Ah...There went the shitty-sheets for that particular bed, he watched unamused by the spectacular. The only reason he wasn't snapping was because it wasn't his bed. Oh well, at least the dog wasn't sniffing at his heels anymore.

"Mah, it's fine. I was working with a bunch of food earlier, so that's probably what's got him interested in me." Obstacle no longer in the way, he gave the sign a causal glance with a thumb jabbed up towards it and returned to the man's original question. "Anyway, not sure what that shitty-thing is. I've never heard of it...Ah, then again we don't have shitty-memories to know for sure."

Stepping fully inside, Chivalry set aside his books to sit. No longer distracted he had time to regard the man's sword with vague interest. "Hmm...Didn't know they sold weapons around here. Where'd you get a thing like that?"

[notpissedoff]

In the confined space of the cabin it was becoming rapidly apparent just how badly a wet dog could smell, and no sooner had Rain set his stuff down then he made his way back to Taichou, nose crinkling slightly. "All right, get out of here," he ordered the dog. "You stink." He moved towards the door, and Taichou hopped down from the bunk and followed eagerly, probably thinking Rain was going to take him for a walk... no such luck, puppy. Rain opened the door, Taichou bounded out... and Rain shut the door

[blacklegcook]

"Mmm...Must of not seen it. Not as if I've ever really wanted a weapon anyway." Then again Chivalry had already figured out that his weapons were already on hand, or feet in his case.

Not interested in watching a man strip, the blond kept to his own corner of the room to unpack. Some of his clothes were still moist; the bag had been unable to hold off all of the rain. He'd have to hang them up when he could. His rummaging finally produced a moderately dry shirt and black shorts. It'd have to do.

He didn't turn at the question and answered absently over a shoulder. "That obvious?" Though his face wasn't visible the grin he was sporting could be heard in his voice. "Cooking's common knowledge, but I happen to have natural talent for it. Nice to know that even without shitty-memories I have some connection with who I was." Amongst other things he'd discovered, but cooking was a safe subject.

[notpissedoff]

Rain had a hard time fathoming someone not wanting to have a weapon. Of course, he didn't know anything about Chivalry's fighting skills. "You might change your mind. It's a useful thing to have in a place like this." He was going on the assumption that the other man was new, now.

The water dripping off of his hair was forming a small puddle on the floor as Rain began searching his bag for some dry clothes. He was in the same predicament as Chivalry; nothing was completely dry. Far better off than what he'd been wearing, though. He settled on an only-slightly-wet green yukata and dark grey hakama and began to pull them on.

"Hm. I wouldn't call it common knowledge," he muttered offhandedly in response. His own cooking... well, it was edible, if not flavourful.

"It's a small mercy that not everything is taken from us." That, he could certainly agree with.

[blacklegcook]

His movements stilled for the barest of seconds, but quickly picked up back where'd they left off. "Ah ah...I already know about the shitty-creatures that exist." He kept his tone dull and neutral. "A weapon isn't the only way to protect yourself, though."

With unpacking pretty much taken care and Rain finished, Chivalry settled onto his bed and the springs creaked under his weight. Not the best of beds, but he'd live with it. Even though he'd only just had a cigarette he was already pulling out a fresh stick and placing it between his lips. His hand foraged through his previous pair of pants, lighter out and with a 'click, click' flame was touching the tip and a long drag inhaled.

"It's common in the sense that any idiot could figure out how to boil an egg." He elaborated; lighter tossed aside onto the bed. "What about you? I doubt you just woke up and decided to pick up a sword. A memory? Dream?"

[notpissedoff]

Rain was perceptive, and he caught Chivalry's brief pause. An uncomfortable subject for the man, possibly... but if it was, he had only himself to blame for bringing it up in the first place. No sympathy here.

"True," Rain conceded. "Many people have other means by which to defend themselves." Magic or other unnatural-seeming abilities. But for the rest of the populace there was sharpened steel, and Rain preferred that any day.

Dressed and somewhat drier than he had been, Rain likewise sat down on his bunk and began to unpack what little else he'd brought, only to stop and cast Chivalry a sidelong glance through narrowed eyes at the question. Getting a bit personal now, aren't you?

If it had been from a memory or a dream, Rain wouldn't have said so. He wouldn't have said anything, in fact; simply ignored the question. He discussed the contents of those with absolutely no one. (Well, except Lin that one time, but that didn't count. She'd thought he was someone else.) But as that wasn't the case, he answered the other man

[blacklegcook]

"Magic?" He snorted at that. The idea seemed ludicrous, but Chivalry didn't fully deny its possibility. "I wouldn't be surprised with this shitty-place, though."

Oh? What had that been that look? A private man, obviously. Chivalry mentally shrugged it off. Others had no qualms telling him small details about themselves here and there and it had only made sense at the time, since everyone here had been in the same shitty-position. Whatever information could be gleamed from others was an advantage for all, at least in his mind. Still, he wouldn't force this man to tell him his secrets if Rain didn't feel like it.

He kept his tone nonchalant. "Ah...is that so? Hmm...This world seems eager to put us into shitty-situations I've noticed." That were strangely beneficial at times, he thought.

"Well...Not like it matters anyway, I'm sure we'll figure something out about it in time." He waved it off and picked up one of his books quite content to end the conversation there.

AT A POINT IN TIME NOT OCCUPIED BY OTHER THINGS

[andcountry]

Cephiro had come into camp Sunday night along with Flame, since they both decided that sooner was definitely better as far as evacuations went. Plus, they were both the sorts of people who wouldn't be able to sleep if they were going to be packing up their stuff and moving at first light. So, Sunday evening it was. Hence, Cephiro had completely missed the storm and had to guess from all of the loud noises what might be going on up there

[blacklegcook]

"Hm?" A look up had Chivalry's vision fall on the appearance of a small boy. A really young one, if his height was anything to go by. Unless, of course the Shit-sphere had dwarfs hanging around; actually he wouldn't doubt it.

Apparently the kid had been eying the sign adorning their cabin and Chivalry came to the only conclusion that would logically make sense in this sort of situation.

"Yo." One hand rose with a slight wave in greeting. "You lost, kid?" The cabins were oddly set up, so it'd make sense if he was just looking for the name of his own cabin.

[andcountry]

Cephiro shook his head, of course defying all logical conclusions purely on the basis of being Cephiro.

"No, but..." he hesitated slightly before asking his question. "Have you ever seen a jackalope?"