KazAlkemi

Camp Lava Lake

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Ezekiel Kel

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Location: Main Building
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Zeke walked into the dining hall with Demi, hand in hand. He inhaled the heavenly smell of food, and his stomach grumbled in response. Zeke had worked up quite the appetite. He released Demi’s hand and dove onto the food.

”Please tell me the kitchen doesn’t have a no shirt, no food policy. I seem to have… misplaced mine,” Zeke said and looked at Demi accusingly, even though he was smirking. Zeke turned back and piled the food high onto his paper plate.

Château de La Lune

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Rihannon Linx

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Location: Dinning Room
Skills: N/A
Fit

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Juliane seemed uncomfortable with the questioning, which made Rhiannon frown. But Felix jumped in and reassured her. Rhiannon crossed their arms, still frowning until Juliane produced the original seating chart. They leaned over to read it with Ralph. Renee was the only one who had been in a different position, switched with Lawrence of all people. Rhi leaned back and looked at Juliane.

”And you and Eleanor are the only ones who had access to that chart? Was it stored on a computer?” Rhi asked curiously.

Strange Academy: Journey into Mystery

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Location: Feasting Hall, Strange Academy
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Skills: N/A
Fit

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After Annika took a seat, Frankie quickly joined them. Annika smiled and waved at her other covenmate before taking a bite of her food. It wasn’t quite what she had been expecting. It was leaner then beef, which was typically used for Wellington, but the menu did say “meat.” Well, it was definitely meat, if not a little gamey. Well, Annika was used to eating strange things. She took another bite and mixed it into the risotto before eating.

”Any suggestions on what to bring to class tomorrow? Especially if we’ll be in the Neverish.” In the Everdark, Annika could conjure whatever she had needed. She didn’t think the Neverish would be as welcoming.

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Location: Feasting Hall, Strange Academy
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Cal glanced at Connie, then Frankie, when they assaulted the girls with their twenty questions. He sighed, sitting back in his chair. ”Honestly, you two could use a lesson in subtlety,” He picked up his goblet and took another sip. He frowned and set it back down when Barty arrived.

When he reached over to drink from Cassie’s glass, he noticed the anger that came from her. He slipped his arm from the back of Cassie’s chair to rest on her shoulders. He could understand the annoyance from Barty’s inappropriate gesture, but it was behaviour Cal was used to. Cal knew Barty wasn’t everyone’s cup of tea, but the twins liked it that way. However, Cassie’s response made Cal laugh out loud.

Her next comment had Cal leaning in. He glanced back at Serena and Betty. He nodded, eyeing the girls curiously while he let his senses expand to see if anyone else was listening in or interfering.

Roll Request

Cal - Investigation +2 - Cal’s putting his feelers out to see if he can pick up on anyone who might be paying closer attention to their table and Serena and Betty. Or if he can sense strange magic use that isn’t typical for the environment.
Also predator instinct if it’s active?

Avengers Academy: X of Swords ⚔️

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_{Luna Elizabeth Braddock
Luna Elizabeth Braddock}

^{”Everyone seems to be a right ol' git today.”}

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C H A R A C T E R P O R T R A I T C H A R A C T E R P O R T R A I T _________________________________________________________ _________________________________________________________

C H A R A C T E R P E R S O N A L I T Y C H A R A C T E R P E R S O N A L I T Y _________________________________________________________ | Empathy | Leader | _________________________________________________________ | Ambitious | Sarcastic | _________________________________________________________ | Intelligent | Abrasive | C H A R A C T E R N O T E S C H A R A C T E R N O T E S _________________________________________________________ [+] - M I S C E L L A N E O U S ▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔ ► Character Info Aliases: Glimpse; Captain Britain ; Sparrow Hero Name: Captain Britian Birth Place: Cornwall, England; Braddock Lighthouse Age: 17 (45) Birthday: February 28th, 1993 Gender: Female Pronouns: She/her Sexuality: Lesbian Build: Athletic Body Modifications: Assassin’s Blade right forearm ; various ear piercings, right eyebrow pierced ; couple tattoos Habits: Resting Bitch Face Hobbies: Dancing; Tinkering; Kickboxing; Boxing; Judo Social Handle: Uhhhh no Medical History: |redacted| ► Fears Sharks Total Isolation/Complete Darkness Being trapped in her own mind (telepathic lockout) ► Likes Motocycles Running Water Sunsets Making people squirm Hands-On Tasks - mechanics, building, carpentry, drawing…e.t.c. ► Dislikes Being interrupted while dancing/working out... doing anything she actually wants to be doing Having her picture taken Stupid People (so everyone not on her team/under her care) Mud A messy workspace Gremlins - A B I L I T I E S A B I L I T I E S _________________________________________________________ [+] - P O W E R S & S K I L L S ▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔ ► Powers Telekinesis - Luna is able to move any object with her mind and can create psionic weapons to be used by herself or others. Telepathy - basic mind reading Enhance Speed - limited due to de-ageing ► Skills Mechanical Engineering Acrobatic Sword Fighting Psionic Fighting Kick-boxing (martial arts) First Aid Perception Diplomacy - Luna is able to read a room and read people to navigate through intense situations. Rhetoric Insight Highly Intelligent - you effectively get a bonus to tasks dealing with intellect. Underworld Lore Driving - motorcycles Dance ► Languages English Seelie Unseelie Mandarin (Limited - First Responser Phrases) Japanese (Limited - First Responser Phrases) Punjabi (Limited - First Responser Phrases) Russian (Limited - First Responser Phrases) ► Possessions Locket from her father containing a picture of the four of them and a picture of Luna and her partner pre-kids. Captain Britian Uniform Tish - Mechanical Moth Familiar Instant Motorcycle (small rubicks cube when dormant) - P O S T C A T A L O G P O S T C A T A L O G _________________________________________________________ [+] - P O S T I N G N O T E S ▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔ ► Relationship Notes ► Important Posts -

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C H A R A C T E R H I S T O R Y
C H A R A C T E R H I S T O R Y

Power Discovery

Luna grew up in a lighthouse. Do you see where this is going? Anyways, she loved the ocean's sounds, the views and of course the animals. There was plenty of space to grow and run around for a child of the famous Captain Britain. During the summer of her tenth year, she was walking along the rocks that acted as a breaker for the waves when she slipped on a particularly slippery one and fell. She screamed—loudly—but no one heard her due to the roaring waves. She thought of her father and cried out to him over and over while the waves pulled her under. A telepathic wave went out, and Brain Braddock heard his daughter immediately before coming to her rescue. After, she was sent to Xavier’s school for Gifted Youngsters to be trained first before returning home six years later to be trained by her father.

General History

Before

Luna Elizabeth Braddock was born to Brian Braddock and Meggan Puceanu-Braddock in Cornwall on February 28. The day was rather unremarkable, but the child born was anything but. She had an aptitude for anything mechanical and learned how to put things together before she could walk. Although she didn’t show any signs of mutant ability until she was several years older, she was the apple of her parents' eyes.

Luna grew up with her father and mother coming and going, kicking ass and taking names all around the world and within Other Worlds. Her love for her family has pushed her to strive for excellence. Anything less than perfect is unacceptable.

Luna developed a love of music and dance at a young age, begging her mother to take her to the Royal Ballet, and roping her father into performing dance routines she had choreographed. After being enrolled in to a ballet school, the art of dance soon became her outlet. To this day, if she hears a Fleetwood Mac song, it'll switch her mood entirely, and she'll break out all the dance moves.

At the age of ten, Luna was sent to America to attend Xavier’s School for Gifted Youngsters. Here, her ambition grew along with a unique vocabulary of British and American slang and sarcasm. Luna approached every opportunity like an engine rebuild, dissecting and analysing until she understood the problem backwards and forwards. Her telepathic powers grew, and she stretched her enhanced speed, developing a passion for health and fitness.

After six years of full-time education, Luna returned home to Cornwall, England, to begin training with her parents. The Braddock Family was well known in England, and as the nearly returned daughter of Captain Britian, Luna was heavily watched and scrutinised. Her powers and ambition flourished under a nurture-versus-nature mentality. Luna, now known as Glimpse, went on missions with her parents, learned to fight under her aunt’s tutelage, and started to take on a more public role. However, Glimpse’s ambition soon called her back to America. One call from Xavier, and Luna was back, running with a secret underground group of mutants that could use a fresh pair of hands.

The Underground

As with all Luna’s adventures, time with The Underground proved to be a valuable learning experience, one she both loved and detested. Luna grew up quickly on her own and with the rag-tag team of mutants. She challenged her telepathic skills against the Hellfire Club and her estranged aunt, who were working to release the Mpox and change the world forever (hello, did we predict COVID?).

After a near-death experience, in which her best friend, James, brought her back from the brink of death, Luna learned some challenges require more than hot-headedness and brute force. That concept was reinforced when S.H.I.E.L.D. Agents hunted The Underground down, in a fit of anger and poor decision-making, Glimpse killed an agent. Luna made the decision to part ways with the group to take the heat off them and save The Underground, so they could continue saving and protecting mutant teens.

The Otherworld

The disaster in America led to Luna dropping Glimpse as an alias for a while, and she remained hidden in The Otherworld, bouncing between here and her family home in Britain. To this day, Luna is banned from setting foot in Washington, D.C.

After a brief time wallowing in self-pity, British stiff-upper lip, and her parents encouraging her to have some responsibility again, Luna joined the British Corps under her father’s reign and became a more active member in protecting the Otherworld and advancing the Braddock name. She studied with her mother, learning more about her fae heritage and enhancing her connection. And she actually took the time to get to know the people around her, including her sister.

Several years passed before Brian passed the torch to his daughter, leaving her with the Captain Britain mantle and in charge of the Captain Britain Corps. Luna rose to the challenge her father left behind, developing strong ties around the Otherworld and protecting all her people. Over the years, she entered a long-term relationship and shares three adopted children with her partner, with talk of a fourth.

NOW!

Otherworld is in crisis. It is being attacked by horrific foes, ones unknown to Luna - she has never faced them before. In the chaos, she finds herself flung out of the Starlight Citadel - Saturnyne’s home base - and on Earth-666. An unknown spell has altered her age, making her appear like a teenager again rather than an adult. Even more mysteriously, she is no longer Captain Britain - she has lost those powers, lost that station.

The Grimoire

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The Grimoire

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Luna Elizabeth Braddock

Advance User of Otherworld Magic (limited due to de-ageing)

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Mechanical Familiar

• Transmutation
• Description: Steampunk Moth that Luna created to be her aid when working/spying
• Notes: Tish helps Luna scope places out through a listening device ; Tish also welds/makes small repairs to tight, hard-to-reach spaces

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Brass Knuckles

• Type: Evocation
• Absorb elements they hit and let the user send them back on the next attack.
• Notes: Metalworking Artificery

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Instant Motorcycle

• Type: Transmutation
• Description: *poof* motorcycle
• Notes: Metalworking Artificery

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Assassin’s Blade

• Type: Transmutation
• Description: User has an enhanced weapon embedded into their right forearm. When they flick their wrist in a certain way, the blade extends from their forearm.
• Notes: Made with fae magic/robotics artificery

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Camp Lava Lake

As the pair began to make their way towards the Lake, Zeke noticed his shirt was no longer in his back pocket. A sigh of resignation as he realized he now had to double back to figure out where it fell from along the trail from the range to where he now stood. Nancy went on ahead, parting from her twin as he turned back to search the area. Demi was now nearing the Archery Range, having found Zeke's shirt laying on the floor but no actual boyfriend in sight. ”The hell Kel? Is he just leaving clothes lying around now?” Not that Demi had much room to talk, his shirt was long since abandoned back at the Cabin he had helped spruce up, hanging off the bedpost.

Zeke was a little annoyed that he ended up having to jog all the way back to the range before locating his shirt. However, it seemed someone else had found it as well.

”You can't keep that. I have a limited number of shirts,” Zeke declared as he slowed to a walk. Zeke noted Demetri was also shirtless and eyed his boyfriend with curiosity. ”Should I be worried you are out here shirtless after working with Aster?”

Demetri was a little bit startled when he heard Zeke's voice from behind him. Jumping a little before turning around half frustrated. It all melted away at the sight of a shirtless Zeke however, his eyes very clearly objectifying his boyfriend. ”Should I be worried that your's was off with your sister? This ain't the states mate.” He considered tossing it back, his hand moving to do so, before deciding to hold onto it instead. ”But no. I wanted to go for a swim at the lake, wanted to see if you and Marco wanted to join up. Weathers great for it and Aster is a party pooper. Though chances are he may not know how to swim and is hiding the fact, who knows.”

Zeke raised an eyebrow when Demetri refused to hand over his shirt. Rude.

”Actually, Nancy and I were headed that way before I realized I forgot that,” Zeke said, pointing at his shirt.

”You look better with it off.” Demi closed the gap between them, Zeke's shirt firmly grasped in his hands as he placed them behind his back. He smiled, one hand coming forth as he hooked a finger into the belt loop of Zeke's pants and tugged him forward. ”How's a little alone time before we get the others?”

Zeke grinned, his eyes appreciating the shirtless form of his boyfriend. ”Mmm, alright. But not too long,” Zeke said, uncomfortable with the idea of leaving his sister alone.

Demi leaned in, pressing a single soft kiss against Zeke's lips before he pulled away slowly. ”Not too short either. Don't want the first thing we do to be a quickie. Find any good spots around the range where we could hide away and have a bit of fun? Last thing we need is Dobbs coming around and seeing one of us with a hog in our mouth.”

”You are so vulgar,” Zeke said, shaking his head. He slipped his hand into Demi's and rugged him along. ”I'm also not particularly fond of our first time being at a summer camp my sister is also attending.” Zeke hoped they could do a little better than that when the time came.

”I think the summer camp thing is kinda hot. Barring the fact that your sister is here, or that there's a supernatural killer who only comes out at night. But hey, that's why we're doing this during the day. Only danger here is if we get caught.” Demi followed along behind Zeke, he wasn't exactly expecting them to go all the way, he'd reserve that for when this excursion into the woods was over. His house was almost always empty anyways.

”Ya, maybe don't talk about the killer in the woods.” Zeke led Demi over to the shed, walking around behind it when he noticed a path in the trees. Curious, Zeke tugged Demetri along until the path opened up to a wide, empty field. It was more like a meadow with its springy grass and colourful flowers.

”Well, isn't this nice.”

”Please, I doubt it matters much in the day –” Demi was pulled away from his words as the scenery unfolded before them. The field of flowers outlining Zeke in a brilliant way that made Demi's heart flutter. He melted at the sight, almost swooning as he answered. ”Yeah…it's, beautiful.”

Zeke looked back at Demi. He smiled and rugged on Demi's hand, so he could put his arm around him. ”Careful. Someone's gonna think you sound gay,” he joked.

Demi narrowed his eyes at Zeke. ”Ha ha. Though I suppose while I'm at it saying gay things, I may as wel…” He slid his hand down Zeke's pants, groping at what was beneath.

Zeke grunted and grabbed Demi's wrist to stop him. ”You really don't beat around the bush do you?” Zeke intertwined his fingers with Demi's and kissed the back of Demi's hand. ”How many times have you done this?” Zeke asked curiously, moving Demi's hand to rest on the back of Zeke's neck.

”What? Hook-up with my boyfriend in a gorgeous meadow behind a shed on the grounds of a preternatural killer? Haven't yet. You?” Nerves wracked Demi, his voice, his hands, his lips. It was clear he wasn't as cool and collected as he liked to present himself, wasn't as broken in.

Zeke laughed. ”Okay, you really have to stop mentioning the whole killer thing.” Zeke rested his forehead against Demi's and shut his eyes. ”Lay down with me.” Zeke pecked Demi's lips before pulling back.

”Here I thought that it added a sense of danger and mystique to this little rendez-vous.” Demi pecked Zeke back before he followed the motion, being pulled towards Zeke before finally laying down onto the bed of wildflowers. He swallowed, his eyes admiring Zeke's face.

Zeke ran his hand along Demi's back, laying on his side so he could face his boyfriend. ”I think the danger more is Dobbs or someone else coming to look for us, but I'd also rather not think about them.” Zeke said and closed the small distance to kiss Demi.

Demi smiled, melting into the small touches that Zeke did. He scooted even closer towards him. ”Yeah? What do you want to think about then?”

”Mmm, you, this…us.” Zeke placed kisses over Demi's face, feeling far more affectionate with him than he had with anyone before.

Demi wrapped his arms around Zeke's waist, tugging at it slowly as he began to turn onto his back so that Zeke would lay atop of him. Kissing him all the while. [Color=6666FF]”Then this was all worth it. One bad skate turning into one great boyfriend.”[color]

”Mmm, maybe you can actually be in the music video this time. We still have to reshoot it,” Zeke said, kissing along Demi's neck.

”Could do some B-roll of me skating for it too, not exactly sure what the video entails but I got many talents. Some just for you to see.”

”Good. I like the idea of being the only one allowed to see some of your talents.”

”Then maybe this time, don't stop me.” Demi's hand slipped from around Zeke's waist, sliding down in-between them as he deftly undid Zeke's pants button. He kissed down his neck and his hand searched for its prize beneath it all.

”I won't. I just wanted to lay down first,” Zeke declared. He nuzzled Demi's neck, looking for a spot to leave a mark on while Demi's hand explored.

The afternoon was spent in each other's embrace, exploring what had up until then only been a fantasy within the boys minds. Imagination turned into reality and before long the pair were on their backs, shallow breathes, and entangled by their legs as their hands were laced together.

”Hell of a mouth on you Kel. Though the others may be wondering where all we fucked off to.”

Zeke blinked up at the sky lazily, one arm thrown over his forehead to shield his eyes from the sun. ”Thank you, Howell. You're going to have to teach me that thing you did with you tongue.” Zeke turned his head to look at Demi, grinning lazily.

As the haze of euphoria slowly wore off, the rest of Demi's words sunk in. ”Shit. Nancy's going to lose her mind.” He rolled and kissed Demi's cheek before sitting up. As much as Zeke wanted to remain in this meadow with Demi, they had responsibilities to get back to.

Demi sighed, sitting up far slower than Zeke had as he lazily took the shirt he’d found and placed it over himself. ”Yeah yeah, I’m sure she’s ever so worried as to where you went off to. Either way I did want to gather up the others and see about having a little lakeside fun to help cool off from all the tiring activities we were tasked with today. Seeing as how we can't exactly go out at night for a little after dark swim.”

Zeke stood, putting himself back together. He looked around for his shirt when he discovered Demi was already wearing it. Something warm bloomed inside Zeke at seeing his boyfriend wearing his clothes.

”Ya, Nancy was headed that way. Let's go round everyone up quickly. I shouldn't have left Nancy alone this long.” Zeke looked back towards the shed and the lake beyond. His fingers started to twitch at his side.

Strange Academy: Journey into Mystery

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Location: Professor Croan’s Office —> Dining Hall Strange Academy
Grimore:
Skills: N/A
Fit

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Annika wandered into the dining hall shortly after seven. She was greeted with a barrage of sound. Laughter, yelling, and just general conversation. She stood by the door for a moment, simply taking it all in. It felt very different from yesterday's opening reception. After a moment, Annika moved. She saw Jake waving frantically and smiled, waving politely back, but she had also seen one of her coven members sitting alone. Annika walked over to Rohan’s table and stood behind one of the chairs.

”Did you want some company?” Annika figured Rohan was sitting by himself for a reason, but she enjoyed the silent one’s company. She knew this was supposed to be an opportunity to mingle with others, but she was a little overwhelmed from the day, as well.

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Location: Dining Hall, Strange Academy
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After Cal’s meeting with Mikkail, he returned to the library to gather the books he couldn’t take with him and deposited them in his room. And since this was the first time he had been in his room since yesterday evening, Cal took a quick shower and changed out of his day-old, tea-stained clothes.

The cool satin slid over his skin in a pleasant way, making Cal sigh happily. He paired his outfit with his usual rings and a gold bracelet before making his way to the dining hall. Cal greeted many people as he walked the halls, and stopped to say hi to people in the dining hall while he made his way to the mostly empty table. Callaghan tended to be a social butterfly, flocking to conversation and people like a moth to a flame. However, he did enjoy the company of certain people more than others.

”Mani pedis? Count me in.” Cal pulled out a chair to sit down next to Cassie. ”I went back to the library and got the books you found. I briefly looked them over, and I think we’ll have a good start on uncovering our mystery. Thank you, Cassie.” Cal smiled at the young witch before he picked up his goblet, his plate already full, and whispered into the glass. A dark red liquid filled the bottom third of the glass. Cal inhaled before he set the glass down and rested his arm on the back of Cassi’s chair.

”I hope Alfonse has a better selection of red at Haven. So, how was everyone’s day? Hopefully, it was more stimulating than the bodiless head found in the dungeons.” He glanced over at the nearby table before speaking up. ”Serena, did you hear who found it? Hi Betty.” Cal smiled brightly at them, ever the hungry dragon for knowledge.

Château de La Lune

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Rihannon Linx

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Location: Dinning Room
Skills: N/A
Fit

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Rhiannon nodded, curious as to where Ralph’s mind was going. Of course, the news Felix had to give them was expected. Of course, it was Elenore. She always had her hand in everything. Except, it seemed like she didn’t. Rhiannon turned to look at Juliane with renewed interest.

”Oh, really? Did you notice anyone who went into the room after you?” Rhiannon assumed it could have been any number of staff, but maybe there was someone from the family who had gone in. Or a member of staff who wouldn’t normally.

Camp Lava Lake

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Location: Archery Range

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Zeke stood on the porch with his sister after eating way too much for breakfast. However, that meant he had energy to work. Zeke clapped his hands and rubbed them together. ”Okay, Nanc. Where to first?”

"Aren’t we going to the range? Unless you had something else in mind?” Nancy asked, tilting her head slightly in curiosity. "So far all of Dobbs’ legends are a bust. The only thing Em and I found when we went looking earlier was overgrowth. So if you wanted to go find some dead cultists or something, we’re out of luck. I am itching to use my cards, though. Maybe they’ll point us in the right direction and this place is something more than just another rundown summer camp waiting to finally be consumed by the woods.”

”Yes…I just have no idea where that is. I was wondering if we should bring supplies with us if the targets need revamping. I wonder if there is a lawnmower or something, if everything is overgrown,” Zeke said, looking for a garden shed of some kind. ”Why don’t you go get your cards? We could do a pull once we are there. Set the right intention or whatever it is. Maybe find some ghosts while we’re at it,” Zeke said, joking along with his sister.

She laughed a bit, nodding. She didn’t really know where the range was either. And as her brother knew, she could be a bit directionally challenged - there was a reason she didn’t navigate for them on road trips. "Oh, I am fully assuming the worst,” Nancy admitted. "If we can even find the range, I doubt much of it is salvageable. If there’s a single bow that doesn’t need restringing and even just one quiver’s worth of arrows, I’ll be thrilled.” At the suggestion to grab her cards, though, Nancy smiled mischeviously, reaching into her pocket and pulling out the thin, well-worn and well-loved deck. "Got ‘em already. Kinda wanna ask about the newbies with us. Em told me some stuff, but I wanna know what the spirits have to say. Maybe we can ask about Dobbs and if he used to be fun, or if his joy was murdered along with the previous campers.”

Zeke snorted. ”Of course you have them.” Zeke picked a direction and started walking, hoping they would come along the range, or at least something they could turn into a range. ”I mean, if you had to deal with teenagers all the time, I’d probably have the joy sucked out of me, too.” Especially if they were all like this group. There were some pretty intense personalities.

Zeke grew silent as they walked. ”Do you think they would have any, I dunno, relationship advice?”

Nancy raised an eyebrow. "You and Demi having problems already? It’s been, what - six minutes? Do I need to kill him?”

Zeke laughed and shook his head, rubbing the back of his neck. ”No, no. Save the killing for another day. It's just… I dunno the first guy I'm dating where everyone knows. I don't want to mess it up, I guess.”

Nancy knew all about Zeke's past relationships. The public ones with girls and the not so public ones with the guys. Always on their end and never on his. She was his sounding board and personal counselor. Much like he always tried to be for her.

She studied her brother for a good, long moment. Truthfully, she didn’t know how this was going to go - he’d found a safe little bubble for now, but eventually the world would come as the campers arrived. "I don’t think you need to worry about messing it up just yet. Maybe try to be happy for a little bit first,” she said. "Besides, Demi’s the one liable to mess things up. He’s a walking disaster,” she added with a smirk.

It wasn’t long until they stumbled upon the archery range. It was overgrown, littered with gopher holes. The small supply shed wasn’t as underwhelming as Nancy expected - there were bows, at least, but all of them would need to be restrung. And there weren’t any usable targets, not that the range itself was even in good shape for shooting. She sighed slightly. "Maybe we should’ve gone to prison instead.”

Zeke grinned at his sister. She always knew the right thing to say. Once they reached the range Zeke looked around, feeling slightly disheartened. He picked up a stick and tossed it away.

”Hmm. Maybe. Either way I would end up someone's bitch,” Zeke said and laughed before he looked in the storage shed. ”Looks like they have one of those push grass mowers. Do you want to get started on fixing the bows and I'll mow? I think we could gather the grass and fill a couple garbage bags to make targets,” Zeke suggested.

Nancy rolled her eyes. She wasn’t shocked to hear that confirmed by her brother, as much as she didn’t really want to think about it. "Oh boy, garbage bags as targets. That’ll inspire the youth of today. Yeah, sure. I’ll do my best to salvage this.”

Zeke stuck his tongue out at Nancy. ”I can ask Dobbs for something more exciting. I could also build some out of any spare wood around here,” Zeke said, pulling out the mower.

"Pfft, what do you think Dobb’s idea of exciting would be?” she shook her head, as she started pulling bows out of the shed, and grabbing fresh string to repair them with. She didn’t want to do it inside of the shack - she’d breathe in a decade’s worth of dust and mold if she did. "Maybe he’ll get us some Christmas standees on deep discount.”

”Mmm, a tree with a spraypaint target? But the kids can't get the arrows to stick,” Zeke said. He maneuvered the mower and frowned at the gopher halls. ”We'll have to level the ground as best we can, too,” he said before he started pushing the mowing through the overgrown grass. Once he got a path established, it was easier to cut the grass in small chunks, but it took some time.

Nancy sighed slightly. “Can’t we make the kids level the ground? Manual labor builds character - and will get out some of their energy.” Of course, she really didn’t need to be complaining - her brother was working on getting the ground in order, while her main task was restringing bows, something she had done at summer camp herself a thousand times before. The work was practically second nature, not requiring too much focus. “They’d appreciate the range more, too.”

Zeke wiped the sweat that was slowly building off his forehead. ”Do you think?” Zeke didn’t mind leaving the holes for the children or teenagers to take care of.

“It’d be good for them - and for your back.”

”Are you calling me old?”

“Maybe.”

”But I'm younger than you!”

Nancy shrugged. “Tell that to your back.”

Zeke rolled his shoulders and stretched his back. ”My back is fine,” he grumbled. Zeke continued to work, mowing the whole range before he took a break. At some point he had stripped his shirt off to prevent it from getting completely soaked in sweat. He didn't know what the laundry situation was here.

Once that was done, he made a few garbage bag targets for the time being. He'd have to talk to Dobbs. ”How are the bows and arrows looking, Nanc? Time for a break yet?”

Nancy was not having fun with the bows. They were ancient and barely cooperated, the strings coming undone before she could even secure them. She’d cursed up a storm, using every word she could think of and even inventing a few new ones, before she’d finally had enough and she’d thrown half of the bows back into the shed, not bothering to store them properly. “Just fucking great!” she growled out, putting the restrung bows up outside the shed with a little more force than she meant. “Stupid grody ass low budget pig camp,” she muttered.

Zeke watched his sister assault the bows and nodded. ”Yup. Time for a break. Come along dear sister.” Zeke said and offered his arm to her should she want to take it.

She rolled her eyes, but accepted his arm regardless. “I’m fine, but if you need one, we can take one,” Nancy grumbled.

”I do. I need hydration for one, and I think we should check out the lake.”

Château de La Lune

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Rihannon Linx

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Location: Dinning Room
Skills: N/A
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”It’s a sauce typically used on steak. Honestly, it’s common in most households for people who want a little extra flavour to their meal. Kind of like ketchup,” Rhiannon said, scanning the room for Felix.

Elenore was a lost cause to Rhi. And maybe shouting, ‘Renee was your daughter!’ in the middle of the dining hall wasn’t the best course of action. Rhi spotted Felix behind the buffet table, helping to serve food. They moved that way and glanced at Ralph.

”If Renee knew what? The seating arrangement beforehand? That’s what I’m wondering. Let’s go talk to Felix.”

Camp Lava Lake

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Ezekiel Kel

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Location: Main Building
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Zeke inhaled the rest of his food, minus one piece of bacon, and waved Aster’s concern off. He was a growing boy, and if he was expected to do manual labour all afternoon, he needed the carb and protein load. Zeke finished off his meal by drinking his entire glass of juice. He sighed and wiped his mouth off on his sleeve.

”Fantastic meal, Marco,” he said, thanking him again before he glanced at Demi. ”Iris is rainbows. Apollo is sunshine, medicine, and music. I think there’s something with cows, too.” Zeke shrugged it off. ”But I got his sun tattooed on my arm and then the moon on my other. His twin is Artemis, and the moon is her symbol,” Zeke said, rolling up the sleeves of his shirt to showcase the two tattoos to Demi. He looked over at Nancy and smiled, remembering the day he got them.

”Anyways. We should get going,” he said and stood, looking at Demi and Nancy to see if Nancy wanted Zeke to join her, and then to see where Demi was going.