Who: Sodia and whoever feels like harassing her welcoming her.
Where: Espoir, near a stream.
Style: Third, but I'm open for some change.
Status: Open to anyone!
Sodia was sleeping quite soundly. Although she had the occasional shift in her slumber, there was no sign that her mind was plagued with anything but peace. Perhaps that was why she hadn't noticed the sudden change in environment - rather than her sleeping bag, she was lying in the grass next to a burbling brook. It was quite the rude awakening when Sodia rolled over.
Splash. "Agh!"
Her first thought went along the lines of, I don't remember camping around a stream! She then realized she was right, which led to her second thought.
Whoever pulled this stunt was going to get latrine duty for a month when they got back to HQ.
With a sigh, Sodia proceeded to wring her hair and clothes in an attempt to dry herself off. This was already shaping up to be a terrible day.