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[fuckyou_chorus]

[Everything in camp seems calm now - quiet, even. The rumblings have stopped and the Virusaur is truly dead - a puddle of black blood that crackles a bit in the cornfield near the barrier. Camp's barrier itself is . . . odd. Different. Those who can get readings off of it will find them erratic, and off the charts in some instances. The air around

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[lesbeserious]

[oh, cool, it was all a bunch of bullshit after all and there's decent food too. Picking stuff out as she sees fit]

[the_ex_in_xp]

[coffee and marshmallows, ha, take that enforced either/or binary camp wanted to create]

...okay, is now the time for gloating?

[lesbeserious]

Gloating about what?

[the_ex_in_xp]

I don't know, whatever is making you look like you just chomped down on a canary and he was delicious.

[jackoclubs]

[BEELINE FOR THE HOT CHOCOLATE...]

[touch_sensitive]

How can you drink that?

[getting coffee]

[jackoclubs]

'S pretty easy. You just treat it like you would any other drink.

[touch_sensitive]

Except it's chocolate.

[actionpainting]

[heading toward the mess hall from the direction of the cornfield]

[fallsforyou]

[ oh hey I know that girl ]

[actionpainting]

...hey, Annie!

[fallsforyou]

Hey.

So.

[velocivector]

[In the mess hall with a cup of coffee and a notepad computer, which is like a tablet roughly the size of a DS Lite and with the screen taking up most of the front and several buttons along the bottom. He seems to be going over data on it.]

[onmychest]

[ there is one girl who is hovering off the ground and staring intently at the barrier ]

[2nd_slinger]

... y'know, if you float much higher, somebody's gonna try to peek up your skirt.

Fair warning.

[onmychest]

There's a high chance I can catch them before they run away.

[2nd_slinger]

Hmm... Good point.

[Which is precisely why he's standing back at an innocuous distance with no line of sight whatsoever.]