khavali

Skin Deep

.sorry!

Skin Deep

.sorry!

Summer camp for supernatural teens

Leaving!

warning for gore! sorry!
Yuriy was at peace as he walked now that he was mostly out of the harsh lighting of the sun. He didn’t know if you could actually get a hangover from driving, but he was pretty sure he had one.

He knew he had gotten fairly out of range from the camp because he couldn’t feel any powers--usually there was a faint pulling that he could feel when someone with powers was within his range, about a half mile, but there was none of that now. It was pretty peaceful, the disconnect.

What wasn’t peaceful were the terrible noises he heard coming from the left of him, and he was too curious not to go in that direction. When he rounded a particularly thick tree, he came face to face with a moderately sized brown bear that appeared to be caught in a bear trap. He took a step back, but the bear snarled at him and lashed out from the pain of being caught. It hit him in the chest, and its claws gouged into his skin, ripping open his chest from sternum to abdomen. It knocked him off balance and he fell onto his back, and from there the bear lunged at him, landing square on his chest and cracking most of his ribs just from doing so. It was hard to breathe--one of his lungs had been punctured, and he could feel something slimy on his torso before the excess of pain made him stop feeling entirely. He reached down, barely capable of it, and pushed on what he was sure were his intestines.

The last thing he saw before passing out--and bleeding out--was the bear’s great maw closing over his face, leaving him in darkness.

Summer camp for supernatural teens

I go where Knotteray goes (I'm kind of like a remora that way), and I know it’s only been a little while, but I’m not going to be able to keep up with this RP-- it moves too fast for me, haha. I’m sorry to leave it, so I’m just going to kill my character off, if that’s okay (you can pretend it didn’t happen, it doesn’t have to be ‘canon’. Really I just want to practice my death scenes, and this can be ignored). I'm sorry for the interruption, and I wish you guys well!

Summer camp for supernatural teens

Yuriy was finished with the dishes, or at least the cookware he used. The camper's dishes were still forthcoming, but he could deal with those later. He hung his apron on the back of a nearby chair and dried his hand, then left the room. What he needed was a good, long walk in the woods and some fresh air to combat the smell of bacon and burnt food. He stepped out of the building and took a deep breath, then headed off to treeline with his hands in his pockets, whistling out of tune. If he felt anyone using their powers a bit too much, he'd come running back... probably.

Summer camp for supernatural teens

When Kyle walked away, Yuriy rolled his eyes and returned to his forgotten dishes. "Guess words just roll right off that kid's back," he said to himself, continuing to vigorously scrub. He watched as campers ate and left, and was somewhat pleased that his hard work wasn't going to waste.

Summer camp for supernatural teens

"Ugh."

Yuriy groaned when he heard yelling, and he threw down his dish towel and untied his apron before heading over to the source of the loud noise. He put his soapy hand on the boy's shoulder to alert him to his presence, then pressed a finger to his own lips in a shh gesture.

"Keep it down, keep it down, no need to get so testy, Mr. Dreamy. Let's not let this escalate, right? I understand it's good for a growing boy to yell all that testosterone out, but stop. Have yourself a merry little calm argument."

Summer camp for supernatural teens

Yuriy shot a mean look at Oswald's retreating back, then got to cleaning up the mess he'd made. And he had definitely made a mess, having used every pot, pan, and skillet he could find to make his eggs, bacon, sausage, biscuits, and gravy. Which no one was eating, except for Oswald, which was great. Really, it was--leftovers for the rest of the summer and who cares if they get food poisoning, anyway?

He listened to the confrontation as he scrubbed at the dirtied cookware, pleased that Oswald and Iron Man had stepped in so he wouldn't have to. Oswald wouldn't be caught dead doing the dishes, and he wasn't about to just leave them there.

When Kido entered the room he waved at him, then pointed to where the plates and food were. "Help yourself, there's enough for sixty of you."

Summer camp for supernatural teens

Hm, I thought a few others had telekinesis--just regular building would be fine too.

Summer camp for supernatural teens

I hope I can jump in here with a few suggestions.

Since we have sports covered, I think a fun arts & crafts related activity would be building a popsicle structure with telekinesis. Simple, fast, and likely to be at least a little humorous. Also boating/kayaking. Can't have a summer camp without going out on the water.