[color=8dc73f][b]Location:[/b] Camp Shred[/color]
	[color=8dc73f][b]Time:[/b] 8am - 9am[/color]
	[color=8dc73f][b]Participants:[/b] [i]Rollie[/i], [@Deja][/color]

	The camp officially opened at 9, but Rollie had to show up early to help set up the arrangements for the new students. Her heart was still pumping after that stop sign fiasco; but she did recall seeing a skater almost get smeared too. Yikes. Blond bangs puft into her face as she thought back to her new job. Her brief phone call with the park manager had said he'd meet her there with all the other instructors for an introduction. Alas, when she showed up he was out apparently to breakfast with the mayor! Huh, well, the few faculty that kept the place running were nice enough to let her use the faculties just as any other patron would. Seeing as she had all her own gear she didn't need to rent anything. Knee pads were essential, as was a helmet but she also opted for elbow pads and fingerless gloves for some more aggressive carving of the bowls she loved. Speaking of which she stood on the rim of the concrete haven ready to drop in.

	The tail of her scuffed board clacked on the lip of the drop, giving way to a excited giggle as she lead forward and adjusted her balance to properly tuck into the initial drop-in. The rushing screech of wheels and trucks bounced around the bowl as she dipped her knees and swayed her hips to carve up the wall and grind her back trucks on landing when she approached the top. It made a satisfying growl to her ears and the thumping of friction rippled up the soles of her shoes and she slowed down to a near-stop. Rollie tweaked her board inward and swung her arms to throw herself back into the empty pool, barely managing to save the grind from dying out but also getting the maximum tweakage to the trick. She smiled and popped out of the pool with a soft clack and landed in stride with her board in her hand. 
	
	[color=8dc73f]"WOOOOooo..Man that was close! Whew who need coffee right."[/color] she spoke to no one in particular. Coming out of her little shred heaven she eyed the front gate. Yup, people were lining up down the block it it looked like! Maybe she'd find some cool new students to teach. On her neck was a somewhat official looking lanyard the staff had told her to wear and a bright blue tshirt with the SHRED logo as a uniform. She found it a little lame but never the less collected herself under a canopy with a table by the gate, a stack of stickers in hand ready to hand out as nametags. Those that had shown interest in the camp were told to just bring what they had so there must be some sort of promotional thing going on she figured. Oh well, as she sat down at the foldout table under the canopy, she put on her best customer service face and got ready to greet the new crowd. The clocked struck nine as tiny bells could be heard from the small mission across the bay. The gates opened up, and kids with pads half on, adults being strewn along, vets slinking in rarely too.  

Rollie smiled brightly again and spoke up as the crowd shambled over to the greeting table. [color=8dc73f]"Greetings everyone! This is Camp Shred so welcome. I'm Rollie by the way, one of the instructors you see in these rad shirts. Oh, and for you all here are nametags! Pass'm around and don't be greedy!"[/color]