[hr][hr] [center][h1][color=purple]Marco DePaulo [/color][/h1] [center][img]https://i.imgur.com/e9aC0it.jpeg[/img][/center] [hr] [color=purple]Location[/color]: Camp Lava Lake - Main Hall and Kitchen [color=purple]Skills[/color]: N/A[/center] [hr][hr] Marco sighed a bit as he watched Zeke and Em leave the kitchen and leave him alone. He was looking around as he realized there really wasn’t too much to do until he needed to start dinner, and it wouldn’t be sometime till that. He stretched his arms and decided to head out, to do maybe a bit of unpacking and cleaning. He knew the others had worked on the cabins, but he wanted to make sure that his sleeping area was ready. He stepped out of the Main hall and held his hand over his eyes and then squinted a bit. It was brighter than he had expected, and it annoyed him a bit. He groaned as he started to walk towards the cabin, humming a bit as he walked. Dobbs hammered away on the roof of the cabin. He was almost done with this roof. There were a couple more to do. He knew there were other things that the kids, because to him they were kids, couldn’t do. They required his trade skills. He had been working everyday at this camp for weeks, months, and the looming date of the start of camp had gotten closer than he felt entirely comfortable. As much as he had said he didn’t believe the story of Elias - Dobbs feared that this camp too would be doomed. He had given what information he could to Demi. He wished he had more to give them. But there were so few tales, and those that existed contradicted each other. He sighed, paused in his work, and saw the young black man. “Marco, right? Thank you for the food. It was good. Make sure you’ve added anything you want to the list. If I can’t justify it for the receipts I’ll pay for it.” Maybe that is a goodness he can give these kids. He won’t get attached. He’ll keep his distance. But something is better than nothing. Marco looked up and around as someone spoke to him, and saw that Dobbs was up on the roof. He waved and nodded softly. [color=purple]”Yeah, I’ve added what I want to the list. I hope that you can justify most of it, except maybe the steaks. But those should just be for us anyways.”[/color] He chuckled softly and put his hands in his pockets. He remembered the story from earlier and frowned a bit. [color=purple]”That story… none of it was true, right? It’s all a folk tale, just to explain why the town failed, right?”[/color] Marco really didn’t buy into all that stuff, but there was that all nagging awful voice of his nana in the back of his mind. She bought into all of it, hoodoo, voodoo, all that kinda stuff. Dobbs held up a hand, his forefinger extended. He disappeared over the edge of the roof and a moment later Marco could hear the sound, a ladder being used and Dobbs came around the corner of the building. He stepped into the anemic shade cast by the cabin. “I don’t believe in Elias. Though the town failed, and anything else that has tried to last more than the summer has ended in blood. The newspapers show that the deaths are real. The stories... are just that, stories.” Marco frowned a bit at Dobbs’ words. If people died, someone had to be doing the killing. He doubted that any of them there would be harming one another, if anything the new couple would be too horny, Nancy was… an unknown, and Aster? Aster would rather drop dead himself than lift a finger to do any bit of work harming another. [color=purple]”Thanks. Well, I don’t plan to be here past the summer. No offense but… I got plans.”[/color] “None taken. I know none of you necessarily want to be here. Just be... safe. Stay inside after dark alright. I know you might not want to. But if there is anything here, it happens when people wander around too much, draw attention to themselves.” [color=purple]”Trust me. I’m use to not drawing attention to myself. Thanks. I’ll let you get back to work. I know we’ve got a week and a lot to do.”[/color] He nodded to Dobbs before heading off to the cabin. Once there, he noticed that it had been pretty spruced up and cleaned up. He was thankful for that, as that meant that he could possibly catch up with the love of his life in a bit. He did unpack his bag a bit, taking some time to set up two bunks next to one another for him and Em. He got out their blankets, their pillows, and made sure that the strawberry plush he had gotten for Em right as they had started dating was on her bunk. He also changed out of the clothing he had been cooking in earlier, as he knew he had sweated a bit. He kept the pants, as he wasn’t sure what was around still, but changed into a fresh clean shirt, and checked himself in the mirror. Once he finished making sure he was cleaned up and presentable, he headed out to the lake to watch his beloved Em. He waved to her and settled onto a blanket on the shore and watched her enjoy the water.