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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]), Ghost ([sub][@Wade Wilson][/sub])
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Aisling did give Eli a playful wink when he mentioned that she was the Grey team’s exception of athleticism, since many of their team members would rather sit and watch kids make fools of themselves then get in on some of the action. What made the camp administrators place this robust woman on a team that seemed at a disadvantage versus other teams when it came to strenuous activities was a rather simple reason, really. Her appearance and rebel tendencies met the stereotype, so it was a no-brainer. 

Finding out the second year of camp that her counselor didn’t expect the daughter of the wealthy Logan Hawthorne to be as energetic as she was, Ash took it upon herself to make sure she was not judged because of her father's name. The counselor thought that the only child of such prestige would be more of an intellectual than anything else.  Even with the built Ash had, the narrow-minded woman assumed the rich ‘princess’ used her father’s money to get her fine display of a body. Isn’t that the damndest thing? Did her boobs look artificial? Did all intellectuals solely focus on their studies and not stay in shape? Or was it simply because she was a daughter of fortune and that [i]obviously[/i] meant she wasn’t happy with her appearance and needed to change her imperfections with plastic surgery? After telling the woman off and getting her fired, Ash decided to avoid the camp counselors for the rest of her years at Camp Liberty.  

After Jackson told everyone of his ‘public service announcement’, brought up the odd girl known as “Nessa”, and soon after got mentally lost in his recollection of a near death experience, his sea green orbs filled with distress at just the thought, Ash glanced over at Oliver. Something in her didn’t want to look away from him for even just a second. Was it because he looked like a scared child surrounded by things he didn’t know, like he would pass out any moment from culture shock? He seemed to be going through a roller coaster of emotions in the inside. One moment, he would uncomfortably shift in his seat, closing himself off to people he did not know, and the next, his shoulders would relax when someone said reassuring words. The older woman wondered if he was aware that he was being observed by his new family, especially her. Did that add to his anxiety or ease it? Her question to Jackson about camp and their morning jog looked like it saved the poor thing from being hovered over by a complete stranger. Perhaps, sometime today she would take Oli on a walk and give him kind words of advice to make him think more positively of his time here. Granted, days were always random here. Anything could happen and anyone could pop into other’s lives when they least expected it. 

Running her right hand through her brown hair, her soft yet unreadable gaze fell back onto the lively red member. With her melted chocolate voice, tantalizing yet distant to make her more worth craving, Ash enchantingly questioned, ”[color=Lightslategray]You still think you can beat me? That’s so cute.[/color]" The woman loved a competitor that was just as good as her and most definitely better than her at a few things, though he has yet to win. It sparked interest between the two and gave them a reason to play a game that kept them feeling young. She saw him as a friend she enjoyed spending time with, thinking little on his request to go on a date with her and ‘romance the fuck out of her’. There was earnest feelings behind his terms and conditions but deep down the human lioness believed his intentions were simply because she was aesthetically pleasing and an unyielding challenge, nothing more and nothing less. Even with his change in facial expression so that he could be taken seriously, Ash still doubted that he actually cared. This was all fun and games and even if he won his date, nothing would come out of it. This was her last summer at Liberty and a film romance was not something on her agenda.

Standing up, inches away from Jackson, but still looking up at the tall, strawberry blonde boy, the dark beauty crossed her arms and smirked,  ”[color=Lightslategray]I won’t go easy on you.[/color]” Her scent of Orchid lingered off her blemished free skin. It was light and warm, similar to vanilla, but with a bit more of a floral touch, giving off romance, indulgence, and elegance all in one waft. 

As if right on cue, Aisling turned her head to see a sliding Alex heading in the direction of their little group. Covering her mouth to stop herself from laughing, she was terrible but this was too funny, Ash never took her gaze off him. Soon enough, his slide came to a stop. Immediately, Ghost acknowledged the newcomer. 

Shifting her body to face more towards Alex than Jackson, a light gleam appeared in Ash’s chocolate orbs as she looked at her best friend. Finally, he was here. 

”[color=Lightslategray]You’re such a dork.[/color]” she teased. It was apparent the leader of Grey saw more to Ash than anyone in this entire camp did and it showed in her childlike expression and brighter tone. 

Her stare fell on Oliver once more, when he asked a logical question for first year camp goers. He had opened the question up for everyone to answer, but like mothers do best, she replied before anyone else could, ”[color=Lightslategray]This is the main building where we eat, play video games or watch movies in the media room, go to the medical office if we scraped our knee or whatever, and other fun or important things. Basically, if you have any concerns come here.[/color]" She briefly paused to let him take in the information, before continuing once more, "[color=lightslategray]Soon, Introductions will begin which is like you said, Orientation. It’s the same every year with minor changes when it comes to giving us the lowdown of the competition. That reminds me, Tate and Luisa are taking their sweet ass time this year…[/color]” Ash searched the room for the Demerson siblings. 

Bringing her attention to Ariel, she kindly asked, ”[color=Lightslategray]Hey Ari, can you shoot them a text? With those two, who knows when they’ll show up.[/color]"