[hr][hr][center][h1][b][i][color=0072bc]Jason and[/color] [color=85CAFF]Janelle Gauger[/color][/i][/b][/h1][img]https://64.media.tumblr.com/7bf7bfeecb0a041a06040b16228a4c76/66f0be1282aa3f8a-7d/s400x600/c50852d27652c051c706c91499a327e31c755a18.gifv[/img][img]https://64.media.tumblr.com/caf9e07f54d632a4939fe9c679998f2a/b817ce04ff7df58e-9c/s400x600/5aecb4a82eee36b7f6fc62778158db674c23d5d2.gifv[/img][hr][b][color=85CAFF]Location:[/color][/b] The Lake [color=0072bc][b]Skills:[/b][/color] N/A[hr][hr][/center] [color=0072bc]"No, never been. Dedn't exactly get much o' a chance to do dat sahrt o' din. Dedn't really do a whahle laht o' stuff really, especially wance we gaht 'ere to de states frahm Ireland,"[/color] Jason responded to Kristin's comment and question with regards to fishing. Yeah, in the states they didn't really do much, especially since when they first got there, they were still dealing with the whole repercussions with what had happened to their parents that resulted in them having to move to the US in the first place. [color=85CAFF]"Naht entirely true,"[/color] Janelle interjected, [color=85CAFF]"We ded do a few outdoor activities back 'ahme. We used to go ice skatin wit mahm and dad when we were lettle. Never went feshin, but we stell ded at least sahmethin right?"[/color] She did have a few good memories of that, and her mother guiding her onto the ice and helping to ensure that she didn't fall was always a nice memory for her to think back on, especially considering their current situation and all. [color=0072bc]"Right, we ded do dat dedn't we?"[/color] Jason responded with a bit of a laugh at Janelle's comments. [color=0072bc]"I also remember when we first came stateside after everythin, we 'ad absahlutely no idea what de 'ell we were doin, ahr 'ow anythin wahrked 'ere,"[/color] he continued with another laugh, before listening to what Kristin was saying about heading for the Big House. [color=0072bc]"Well let's get goin den, I already tahld you I'm fine wit de cahmpany ahr whatever."[/color] [color=85CAFF]"Well it was a lettle easier fahr you when we gaht to de US. I 'ad to learn where everythin in de city ahr whatever was, befahre o' course cahntinuin to apahlogize to people if I accidentally ran into dem. Persahnally one o' de reasahns why I like it 'ere at camp better, I dahn't feel as bad if I run into anyone, sence dere are less people and dey prahbably should see me first befahre I run into dem so usually it's avoidable,"[/color] Janelle responded, [color=85CAFF]"Well, let's get to de beg 'ouse den."[/color] [hr][hr][center][h1][b][i][color=007236]Marygold Isley[/color][/i][/b][/h1][img]https://64.media.tumblr.com/e144beff212f7ffb38f14f4e9cf32b71/tumblr_poa0msm7Um1w02tn6_250.gifv[/img] [hr][b][color=007236]Location:[/color][/b] The Armory -> Demeter Cabin [color=007236][b]Skills:[/b][/color] N/A[hr][hr][/center] Mary listened as they were talking about the meeting being over with, and she turned to look at Stella when she asked her question about being led to the entrance, or heading back to the Demeter cabin first. [color=007236]"Actually, I'd prefer to go to the cabin first. I need to go grab my sword which is the main weapon I use that's there before going off on my quest,"[/color] she said to her with a shrug, [color=007236]"If you don't mind the detour of course with stopping by there first, then we can go meet everyone by the entrance."[/color] She waved to the campers who had entered the armory, before heading out herself and going towards the cabins. There was another reason of course that she wanted to stop by the cabin first, but the sword also gave her an excuse to stop by there. Once reaching the cabin, Mary walked over to her bunk, finding her sword and setting it on the bed, before waking up the red furball that was currently sleeping on her pillow. The cat yawned and stretched a bit, before walking over to start rubbing up against her, clearly demanding pets, [color=007236]"Hey there you little furball, wanted to say bye and be good before I head off,"[/color] she said to the cat as it rolled over wanting attention.