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[/center][center][b][color=Lightslategray]Location;;[/color][/b] The Main Hall
[b][color=Lightslategray]Interacting With;;[/color][/b] [b][color=gray]In person[/color][/b]: Oliver ([sub][@foxygen][/sub]), Ariel ([sub][@HaleyTheRandom][/sub]), Eli & Jackson ([sub][@Altered Tundra][/sub])
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A simple morning at camp it seemed, where Grey stuck together at first and then branched off as the day went on. An obvious gang of kids that held tight to their 'family' bonds. Camp Liberty shaped a mindset for young adolescents, where kids strongly depended on people the administrators deemed as "like-minded". The dark beauty understood that life required one to work with others, for better or for worst. At the same time, the idea of classifying kids in categories, causing their developing minds to believe that this construed notion was absolute, seemed rather counter productive. This could be the camp's way of fixing the social stigma by making the labels and stereotypes clear as day, but like a double edged sword, the concept could and would cut those involved. It didn't help that Grey did have a tendency to wear dark colors prior to coming here and carried their eccentric nature like a badge. Those personality surveys were doing something right if the majority of the Team had their 'color' written all over their face and attitude. 

When Ariel pulled out of the world of her cellular device, [i]finally[/i], she brought her attention to the new addition of their 'little family' and referred to Ash as mom. Her smile blaring bright, hoping to be infectious and bring up the energy. This made the 'mother' of the group think about exuberant Tate and feisty Luisa. Those two loved to be fashionably late, especially on introduction day. Their patience to sit around and listen to someone talk for an extensive amount of time killed them on the inside. Those two hated boredom and sitting indoors doing absolutely nothing worthwhile irritated the shit out of them, since they believed they had better things to do elsewhere. 

With time and training, Ash took pride at noticing the little things that her teammates did, like Eli's intrigue glance while she talked. Not one to dig into other people's businesses, she kept that knowledge to herself and didn't turn to see the culprit. He was a teenager boy, after all, who had his own needs and wants. She would assume there was new eye candy for him to crave. When her words came to a close, her eyebrow perked up when Eli asked the newcomer a simple question, with a sweet and poetic voice as he slipped in his nickname for her: [i]Our great leader[/i]. Something so subtle yet only he would say. For those who knew more behind the title and the context, would be given a glimpse into his feelings toward her, and indirectly Ghost. 

Carefully listening to Oliver as he sincerely answered Eli, revealing to the older woman a veiled layer of who he was, simply by how he replied and how he looked down at the dandelion, like it was his safety blanket, Aisling changed her body's position. Rather than straddling the bench, she now sat beside Oli with her legs crossed. Before she could say any words of reassurance though, a lovely guest yelled her name, [color=e62020][b]"AAAAASSSSHHHHH!!!!!!"[/b][/color] And appeared before her, face flat on the ground, and inches away from her boots. 

[color=fff79a]"Child! What the [i]hell[/i] are you doing?!"[/color] It was nice to see Ariel enjoying herself, the brunette knew a little more about the girl than either of them would admit. Life was an odd thing, don't you think? Oliver searched in Ash's gaze for answers, having been told not too long ago that he should be careful around this raging bull. [i]Ah, answers would come soon enough.[/i]

Like an eager dog, Jackson Drake played it off cool, immediately hoisting himself up. 

What was her relationship with this fairly attractive kid? [i]A boy[/i] who was so simple minded that 'big words' made him get into anger fits. His emotions were written all over his face, never holding back, as he went in full force, all or nothing. [i]A boy[/i] that let his emotions get the best of him all the time, making people either hate him or love him, but mostly hate him. [i]A boy[/i] who has his whole life ahead of him to figure out what it meant to be a man, but hung it by a thread and all someone needed to do was cut it and he'd fall. Although he was still a force to be reckoned with, he was simply a boy. 

"[color=Lightslategray]Good morning, sunshine. I'm glad to see you're still alive.[/color]" Her chocolate orbs explored his face and ended on that cheesy ass grin. She would be lying if she said she didn't like his uncomplicated nature. Leaning her body back to give him a better look of her, while tilting her head, Ash lightly smirked, "[color=Lightslategray]Just talking to the new kid.[/color]" Bringing her glance to Oliver, she continued,  "[color=Lightslategray]Trying to assure Oliver that camp will be fun.[/color]" She paused and let that statement linger before asking the hothead a couple of questions, "[color=Lightslategray]What do you like about camp, Jackson? Oh, and before I forget, tomorrow morning you up for a jog?[/color]" Jackson was the one person Aisling felt like she didn't have to look too deep into, he was what he was and there was no changing that. She also wasn't the type to sneak behind her teams back with friendships. Sure, Eli and Jackson had their differences but if she kept Jackson occupied, he wouldn't focus too much on starting a war with her team. He was her friend and even friends needed to have sense knocked into them from time to time.