[center][h1][b][color=Brown]Kara Samson[/color][/b][/h1]
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Kara kept to herself the whole time until they got to the forest. In a way, this vast open mess of leaves and wood meant she was right at home. Maybe someday Kara would learn to shape wood from an outside source, but for now, she couldn’t do such a thing. Claudette explained that they were going to play a capture the flag game. How? That Emily girl somehow grabbed it from her hands quite violently and inhumanely, Kara wasn’t expecting that, and she herself could just stomp her foot into the ground to grab it, granted she’d have to get that Emily girl out of the way, but this wasn’t gonna be hard when her abstraction involved making something that’s really sturdy. 

Know what? Fuck it.

Kara made a mental note of that idea, so that when the flag was out of somebody - anybody’s hands, she’d snatch it up near or far. [color=brown]”Well. Who’s going where?”[/color] She didn’t really know anyone, so she was probably the last person to get picked to go to one side or the other. Emily seemed to have an abstraction based on closing a distance, assuming it was just that grappling hook thing she just did. She pondered charging at Emily to knock her to the ground and kick the flag away to trap it in a wooden box, but it seemed to be just a little too early for something like that. [color=brown]”How do we decide leaders?”[/color] It was strange to be in the woods practicing this type of thing. What would happen if something went terribly wrong? How do you explain a supernatural tree impaling your knee when apparently most people can’t even see an abstraction? Maybe this was a part of Claudette’s plan, perhaps she was planning to make the coven a lot more organized and turn it into a more proper “organization” instead of a bunch of idiotic lesbians who practice magic.

[color=brown]”I just got here so I’m probably not good as a captain.”[/color]