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[b][u]Location;[/u][/b] check-in
[b][u]Interacting With;[/u][/b] each other[/center][hr]

Roaring into the parking lot, a jet black jeep parked in the front row of Camp Liberty. Simultaneously the doors popped open and two sets of feet hit the ground. Turning with an uncanny similarity, Erik and Finn strode towards the check-in to camp. Stride for stride they matched each other's steps. In fact from head to two the two were completely identical. Body, clothes, even their hair was almost perfectly identical. They were the perfect image of synchronicity. For all of five seconds. [color=39b54a]"Hey, idiot! I told you we would have been here earlier if we took the normal road. Look, we're late!" [/color]

[color=007236]"Idiot? I was the one that said we should take the normal road, but noooooo. You insisted your [i]short cut[/i] would get us here faster."[/color]

[color=39b54a]"Did not."[/color]

[color=007236]"Did too."[/color]

[color=39b54a]"Are you calling me a liar?"[/color]

[color=007236]"If you're not a liar, than flamingoes can fly!"[/color]

[color=39b54a]"You idiot, flamingoes can fly!"[/color]

[color=007236]"No they can't!"[/color]

[color=39b54a]"Yes, they can!"[/color] The argument between the two brother quickly turned into a full out brawl, rolling around on the ground. Seconds later they were sprawled side by side exhausted by the perfectly matched fight. Erik's shoe was lying a few feet away, and Finn had a bite mark on his leg. Standing up, Finn reached out his hand to help his brother to his feet. After grabbing his shoe, the twins continued their walk into check-in. At the front door, Erik pulled his brother to the side, whispering fervently in his ear. Immediately a large grin spread across Finn's face. 

Turning away from Erik, Finn walked straight into the door and up to the receptionist. [color=39b54a]"Finn Skarsgård here, checking in."[/color] The girl sitting in front of a checklist, glanced boredly up at him before stretching something on a notepad. [color=92278f]"Go in,"[/color] her voice droaned out. Obviously she was very bored, but that was about to change quickly. Finn nodded his thanks and walked out the back door, just as Erik walked in to the receptionist. [color=007236]"Finn Skarsgård here, checking in."[/color] Looking up with surprise, she double glanced behind her where Finn had just disappeared. [color=92278f]"I... I just checked you in..."[/color] Scratching his head in thought, Erik shook his head slightly, [color=007236]"Um... what do you mean I just got here?"[/color] Shaking her head in weariness, the receptionist just waved her hand towards the door and marked down again on the notepad.

Walking out the back door, Finn glanced around the from the front of the check-in where he had run back around to. Seeing his brother step around the corner, he walked up to the receptionist. [color=39b54a]"Finn Skarsgård here, checking in."[/color] The girl's head shot up this time. She had just watched Finn Skarsgård walk out the back door. [color=92278f]"What the f- What the hell is going on here?"[/color] Unable to hold on to his composure Finn cracked up. From outside the door Finn could hear his brothers muffled laughs.

Apologizing to the poor receptionist, they ran out of check-in and towards the green cabin. Throwing their bags through the open door without a care about their contents. With a silent nod to each other the twins took off towards the main hall. An agreement had been made between them with that nod. The agreement to race. And the agreement to talk shit the entire way.

[color=007236]"Catch up you ugly slug."[/color]

[color=39b54a]"Who the hell are you calling ugly, compost face?!"[/color]

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[b][u]Location;[/u][/b] green cabin
[b][u]Interacting With;[/u][/b] Erik and Finn[/center][hr]

Tis had gotten to camp early that morning. She had wanted to get there the night before so that she could set up and get an early start preparing to be Cabin Leader of Team Green, but there was a major wicked surf on the beach so... She stayed in the water from dawn till dusk. By the time she had gotten out of the water, her legs were weak and wobbly and her hands were as wrinkly as grey belly. After eating she had passed out, ready to get an early start for the drive to Camp Liberty.

Now that she was there, the cabin was perfectly decorated. Everyone in Team Green new that if you roomed with Tis you weren't sleeping in the normal cabin. She beachified everything. The rug was rolled up and replaced with a beach towel, in the corner of the room an open umbrella was propped up. Shells and sand dollars were strung up across the beds, and the walls were covered in pictures of the ocean. It was just like home. It even smelled like the ocean thanks to Tis's sandy clothes being flung in every corner. 

Sitting down on her bunk with her surf board, she never went anywhere for long without it, across her knees, Tis began to wax it. She'd wait till someone came along, she knew she had at least one first year and a couple second years that she could show around. At least they would help to entertain her, she was so bored.

Hearing the pounding of feet coming towards the cabin, Tis jumped up to see who was coming to the cabin. Opening the door, two identical bags hit her square in the face. Shoving off the bags, Tis propped herself up in time to see the twins running off. [color=00aeef]"Hey, you damn eggy beach whistles! You nearly gave me an ankle busters binger!"[/color] She shouted out at their retreating figures.