[Early in the morning on May 17th, all is quiet. Or at least as quiet as camp ever gets. Except -- is that the sound of the barrier breaking, just a little? Yes it is. And there's someone walking casually through the barrier, duffel bag slung over his shoulder. As soon as he gets in, he pauses. Looks back outside...]
Ah. Forgot something.
[... and wanders back through with another CRACKLE.]
(( OOC: yaaay I have my football retard back. Comment
here if you knew him, please! ))