[at the camp bulletin board]

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[outside of the mess hall there's a bulletin board. it has a new message posted on it today:

Wanted:
Single camper looking for cabin space.
Pet friendly preferable.
If interested, see Kudou.

beneath the sign sits a very shaken looking boy with red, puffy eyes, holding a duffle bag in gloved hands.]

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*reading the bulletin board*

Are the cabins full?

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They shouldn't be, but... I'm not sure what's available.

[mind_over_metal]

*oh wow you are all broken shields and projecting and leaking misery all over the place. very very cautiously paying attention to the boy's mind -- not looking in but watching the surface, the way that someone else might keep a sharp eye on body language*

I see. So people just arrange housing for themselves here?

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Mm. We used to get cabin assignments occasionally, but it got really bad when they tried to rearrange us last.

[carefully not thinking about anything about the cabin, but you can get the sense that it was years ago]

[mind_over_metal]

Not a very popular move, I take it.

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Some didn't mind... I did.

[mind_over_metal]

You've been here through a lot, it sounds like.