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Camp Lava Lake

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Marco DePaulo

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Location: Camp Lava Lake - Main Hall and Kitchen
Skills: N/A

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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. ”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.” He chuckled softly and put his hands in his pockets.

He remembered the story from earlier and frowned a bit. ”That story… none of it was true, right? It’s all a folk tale, just to explain why the town failed, right?” 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.

”Thanks. Well, I don’t plan to be here past the summer. No offense but… I got plans.”

“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.”

”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.” 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.

Strange Academy: Journey into Mystery

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Location: The Feasting Hall -> Willow's Dorm Room
Grimoire: N/A
Skills: N/A

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"Thank you Cal, I do appreciate it so much." Willow smiled to Cal and then looked to the others. "Good night, I'll most of you in the morning." She got up and stretched, and then started to head to her dorm room. She gently nuzzled Luna as she walked, and the moth was her eyes as they navigated the halls from the Feasting Hall to their dorm room.

Once she was inside the dorm room, Luna fluttered up to the top of her four post bed, and then settled in a bit there. Willow walked over to her bed and took off her headdress now that she was alone and flopped out on her bed and sighed. She was so tired. It had been a long night, and despite her having so much fun, since then it had been nothing but haunting visions.

As much as her fingers twitched to flip cards, to start making some sense of everything she was too tired. Maybe the next day she would take some time to work through the screaming blazing people, and Keppler's journal, but for that night, she was done. She tugged the curtains closed and then rolled over and sighed. Maybe tonight sleep would be peaceful.

Château de La Lune

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Constance Monroe

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Location:Château de La Lune - Dining Hall
Skills: N/A

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Constance finished her tea as she waited for Tony to reply, not that there was much left in the cup by that point. The tea had been disappointing so she had sipped it quickly to get rid of it as fast as possible. After this whole weekend was done, she was going to have to visit her mother and have her make her some tea, as it really was still the best cup of tea Constance had ever had.

"Of course. The manor is rather large, wouldn't do to get lost inside of it." Constance was glad he had taken the offer, as they really did need to stick together, just in case, and this way everyone there knew that Constance was with Tony so if he went missing, she would be looking for him. That or would be the most ideal suspect. She didn't like that idea, and rather hoped that people wouldn't think of her as the suspect.

"Mmm I do believe I'm done eating, if we would like to go talk to our friend. Shall we?" She offered him a small smile, not wanting to get up just in case he was still eating. She was hoping that Jeanne was done talking with Sam and that she would be amenable to talking with them. It really would be a bother to find out that she wasn't open to having a discussion with them.

She did look up as Richard seemed to stumble, and raised a brow. Maybe he really was more affected than he was letting on, that or he knew. Maybe even if they didn't have verbal proof, this was something.

Strange Academy: Journey into Mystery

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Location: The Feasting Hall
Grimoire: N/A
Skills: N/A

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As Cal told her that the Professor had given him something and he might make her tea later that would help. She also relaxed a bit as they informed her that it was probably for the best for Cassie to investigate the journal. She wouldn't have to read that cursed tome again and possibly trigger another weird vision. She was getting very tired of the constant visions, and was really hoping that the charms and this new tea would help her keep them to a minimum, and to what she was looking into herself.

"Oh, a tea that helps me with my visions would be lovely, thank you Cal. I will pass on my thanks to our mentor later." Willow finished her risotto, and let out happy sound at that point. It really was so good, and she really hoped something like that would be on the menu every night for dinner.

The birds were scaring Luna a bit, and Luna cuddling in close to Willow, and almost trying to hide in her head coverings. Willow reached up to rub her back softly and nuzzled her lovingly.

As people started talking about going to see the head, Willow frowned a bit. She had already had enough visions, and she had a bad feeling if she went to see the face it might trigger another. "I'm going to decline on going to see the head. I've had rather enough unwanted intrusions upon my vision today. Cal, maybe you can come by my room later with that tea after you're done with your tomes? I would love that. Connie, can you please let me know if it is Pancho? I do also have a favor I need to ask of you later. I think I'm going to head to my room. Good night."

Strange Academy: Journey into Mystery

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Location: The Feasting Hall
Grimoire: N/A
Skills: N/A

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Willow was very much getting tired of everything that was going on with her that day, and then the meat just set her over the edge. She made the meat vanish off her plate and suddenly more of that delicious risotto and asparagus appear and then went to eat more of that. She frowned a bit as she looked over at the others around her, and sighed as she realized that she was probably looking crazy once again.

"The... meat and I do not agree. It is not like anything I've tried before, but it uh... does not agree with me." Willow frowned as she answer Cassie, but noticed that her friend also was avoiding the main course as well. As Dysphoria spoke, Willow chuckled a bit. "Oh, I've hunted before. I'm from the forest, and food does not simply land on one's plate there. My Tia did most of the cooking, but I did help her gather ingredients from time to time. Also... I helped get rid of unwanted pests sometimes." She picked up her glass and took a long sip of the delicious liquid.

"Breathing exercises... how would one do one of those?" She looked over at Nicky and tilted her head at that point as she set down her glass, and then took another bite of the delicious risotto.

There was talk of something about Disney and Princesses when the Magpies came to Rohan, but Willow had no knowledge of either and decided to stay out of that conversation and hoped that no one would ask her if she knew anything about them. She much rather return to her meal, and listen to the conversation, and hear about the head, if anyone had more to add anything about it.

Camp Lava Lake

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Marco DePaulo

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Location: Camp Lava Lake - Main Hall and Kitchen
Skills: N/A

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Marco had finished taking the pans out of the oven, and had taken all of the hot dogs off of the griddle, and had chopped them up for those that would want them. He tipped the chopped up hot dogs into a paper bowl and then went to set it down on the table they had been using earlier.

"Thanks love... I got lucky that this place believes in real cheese. And real milk. However, the spices and a few other things are sorely lacking. I'm going to have this list filled out by the end of the day. How does a kitchen not have spices beyond salt and pepper." Marco sighed as he brought over his drink and sat down next to Em.

He looked over to Zeke and half-snorted at his comment. "For now, I don't mind the missing shirt. However, after this week, I make no promises." He chuckled as he piled some of the mac and cheese onto his own plate and then started eating.

Strange Academy: Journey into Mystery

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Location: The Feasting Hall
Grimoire: N/A
Skills: N/A

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Willow decided that risotto was her new favorite food, as she took a few more bites of the delicious food. It reminded her of creamy arroz con coco, but creamier and richer, and savory, and earthy with those mushrooms in the dish. The vegetable side dish was also interesting, the long stalky vegetable had been roasted and had this char on it that was delicious.

She heard snippets of the conversation around her and did perk up as the books they found would help, but did hear Barty's comment and blushed a bit. "Ah, I wasn't thinking when I said that. But I am glad to hear that those books will help, though I really don't want to read the journal alone. Nearly passing out once because of it was enough, thank you very much. Though I hope the charms will help. I really don't want to see those eyes again." Willow shuddered at the memory of the eyes all over the library.

Willow finally cut into the wellington and took a bite... and froze. Something was wrong. The meat was unlike anything she had tasted before in her life, lean, gamey, much like what she was use to in the jungle. However she felt like she was wrapped up in chains, frozen, constricting her movements and binding her in place. She had felt this once before in her life, just once.

As soon as it came on, it was gone, and Willow could move again and she nearly jolted from her seat. "W...what is that made out of?" There was the trace of fear on her face to those closest to her, as she dared not eat another bite of the strange meat. Everything else around her was purged from her mind as she recovered from that brief moment.

Château de La Lune

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Constance Monroe

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Location:Château de La Lune - Dining Hall
Skills: N/A

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Constance could tell that the bait had been taken, as she caught out of the corner of her eyes that George was mouthing something to Tony. She took a long sip of her tea at that point, and then picked at her salad a bit more. As hungry as she was, the tension in the room was mounting more at that point and she could tell that things were getting close to snapping, especially when Elizabeth left the room.

She did have to wonder if Samuel was getting anything good out of Jeanne, but she would have to ask about that later, when they could be alone. For the moment, she kept her ears out, trying to see if there was anything else she could pick up on. It seemed the pressure on Richard wasn't resulting in anything more than him being either sad or concerned, which wasn't proof of him knowing the truth either way.

It was bugging her that it seemed there was truly no way to leave the island for any of them, and no way to communicate off the island. No doctors able to come, no police officers, nothing. She already knew that, but it was bugging her more and more. Blackmail, murder, family secrets? Was there anything else going on that they didn't know about? Maybe Agatha wasn't sick, maybe someone had poisoned her.

She picked up her tea again and took another long sip. "Would you like my help later?" She looked at Tony, hoping he would understand what she was offering to help him with.

Château de La Lune

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Constance Monroe

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Location:Château de La Lune - Dining Hall
Skills: N/A

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Constance nibbled on her food as she swore she could feel the tension in the air thicken, especially as the conversations turned towards various topics too close at hand to Renee and Miguel. Yes, the group of them were the only ones to know about him, besides the murderer, but that couldn't last forever. Just because the weather was sour didn't mean the groundskeeper wouldn't eventually notice the twice upturned dirt. Had they really covered him up? What if his finger was poking out? Constance hadn't been watching really, she couldn't. It had made her panic and feel ill.

At that memory, she found herself putting her fork down again, and only half listening to everything in the room, until Tony spoke. "You know, I don't believe I've met Agatha either, or have seen her. She was missing last night, I believe. Wasn't she suppose to be sitting next to you? Maybe it would do well for someone to check on her, maybe you? I know you're a surgeon, but it's not like they could get a doctor out here in this weather."

Constance did hope that she could help get at least Tony in to see Agatha, even if she couldn't. She did look up as Millicent spoke and blinked a bit. It seemed that she was trying to bait him, then and there? Was that such a good idea to do in front of all the other La Lune's? She just hoped Millicent knew what she was doing... or that any of them to be honest.

Strange Academy: Journey into Mystery

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Location: The Feasting Hall
Grimoire: N/A
Skills: N/A

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Willow was feeling amazing after her conversation with Cassie, and honestly knowing that they were friends for real now. She still felt a bit off considering her visions, but thankfully nothing had happened since the library. She still had to talk to Connie, but she figured she could do that when they went to head to bed. She didn't really want to bother her over dinner with the tale of why she needed her to look at an egg for her every morning.

She walked into the Feasting Hall and looked around for somewhere to sit. She could hear the conversations going on, and paused as she heard someone talking about a head. A real human head. Willow found that a bit odd that people were talking about it as such an oddity, but then again usually heads were attached to people. She would have to find out more about this mysterious head later, because for the moment, she was hungry.

She spotted Cal and Cassie and waved, and then took the open seat next to Cassie and smiled. "Hello Cassie, hello Cal~ I hope you're both having a pleasant evening." She settled in and pet Luna gently and let her scoot forward a bit to read the menu for the night.

It was here that she felt a bit out of her depths. Meat wellington? Risotto? Frisée? What did any of those mean? She fidgeted for a bit as she looked over the menu a bit more, and then squeaked a bit as a little bit of each appeared on her plate, as if it knew she wished to try each before committing to more. She then saw others whispering to their goblets and leaned over and asked for chicha and watched as the glass filled up with the thick rice and milk beverage. She picked it up and took a long sip before signing. A familiar taste at last.

"So, have we made anymore headway on our mystery yet?" She gently picked up a fork and stabbed into the salad and took a bite. She melted a bit at the taste, letting it all melt into her mouth. If this was what food was like outside of her forests, she really could grow to love it.