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@BeautifulSnow it doesn't matter to me if you want to or i can.. its all good : and Drake and Ralph are the pack members that will be at Camp. i figure they felt the pull, cause the group is like a pack in a way, they felt it and remained the other two split off to do their own things
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Name: Ralph Anderson
Nickname: Ralphie
Age: 21
Personality: Ralph is the Youngest of the "Camp Click" from a family of seven, being the youngest too, it left Ralph kinda "invisible" when it comes to his family. he's shy all the time around those he doesnt know, but he's a nice, kind, easy going guy around his friends. can be talked into doing almost anything by Xaven or Vanessa



Name: Drake Steel
Nickname: D or just Drake
Age: 22
Personality: Drake kinda sees himself as the groups second in command, he's cocky, arrogant, a know it all but still fits in with the group and is loyal to his friends, though from time and time he and Xaven will argue with each other.
Crush or Hate: Crushes on Vanessa
im just kidding about the hating thing. .and no worries on the character thing, get it up when you can
do ya hate me Nallore? im not on the character tab either. *pouts*
Xaven, when she touched his forehead shook it. "nah, just two from what i've heard. Ed had to start college early and James went walkabout and is currently backpacking or hitchhiking europe. Ralphie and Drake are going to be there however" he said, though he still felt like crap, and she'd feel he was hot, hotter then usual. at the mention of extra rest, he was all for that so he nodded, kissing her cheek back. "never worry" he said, moving to the fridge, grabbing another bottle of water and turning it up, he guzzled its contents in one go, throwing the bottle away once it was sucked dry.

"damn right" when she brought up the making love comment, he smirked before walking toward the garage door. "we are going, we are going" grabbing the bag off her shoulder, and the boxes in her arm, sick or not, he wouldnt let her carry all that by herself. once at the jeep, her new vehicle, he put the stuff in the back. "dad even put the top back on for ya, just remember dont go taking it down unless you got help" as he climbed up into the passenger seat, leaning the set back, he groaned. "feels like i got hit by a mack truck"
oh..lol.. you posted something. hm, i like the idea.. maybe not all of them, but two of them could be.. with the uncle and Xaven, then the two that would be four
@Peaceless gotcha, thanks for the heads up on that :) i'll think of something good.. maybe
Xaven came walking out, his parents pulling on their robes, his father yawning. "nice!" he said when coffee was mentioned, and made a beeline right for the pot as Xaven opened the medicine cabinet and grabbed the bottle of asprin out, and flicking the top off, he poured about four asprin into his hand. "what are you doing, take two, not four" his mother said, putting two back into the open bottle. "my head is pounding today, and im sore all over" shaking his head, he popped the pills into his mouth, grabbing a water from the fridge, he opened it and took a drink, swallowing both pills and water.

"why are you sore?" his father asked, doctoring his and his wife's cup of coffee, his cream and sugar, hers just sugar, no cream. "no idea" Xaven grumbled. "but when i say i'm sore, i mean everything is sore.. even my hair" grabbing a handful of toast again, he began munching on one while he buttered and jammed the others.. "hm" his father said, looking out the back window. "i see my brother left, naturally he would'nt say goodbye, he didn't nineteen years ago when he "visited" his father said, even making the air quotes with his fingers. Xavens mother looked at her son and Vanessa. "you two all packed up? didn't leave anything did you?" she asked "Vanessa, you got all your stuff? your gifts?" she asked, smiling. "oh" Xavens father said. "she does'nt have one gift, we were saving that for today" going to the key rack hanging on the wall, he pulled a set of keys off, a set she'd be all too familular with and he tossed them toward her, smiling. "that's the last one, i swear" grinning. Xaven, despite feeling like he was hit by a mac truck, smiled. it was the keys to the jeep, the very one they took out. "you didn't think we'd let you go off to college and have to rely on public transportation or worse, walking did ya? she's all yours.. been yours for a week now" Xavens father said while Xaven nodded, belching. "i checked everything personally.. she's running like a dream, plus i bled the brakes, changed the oil, all that jazz" stuffing the last two pieces of toast into his mouth he held his thumbs up which was the sign for "your good to go" Xavens father leaned against the counter his brother had vacated. "now you two don't do anything crazy while your there, and remember, there are little kids around so.." his mother left off the other words but she didn't have to say them. "geez mom, why don't you go ahead and give us the sex talk while your at it" Xaven said, rolling his eyes. "don't think i wont Xaven Vendal" she countered, before smiling to Vanessa. "keep him in line, and have fun dear" kissing Vanessa's forehead in such a mothering way, before hugging her tightly. "you two better get going if you are going to get there before the kids do"
Nathan laid there, waiting for the effect of that damn shock he took to wear off when the doors to the cell opened and a new guy walked in, along with chuckles. "hey, dont talk to her" when they spoke to Isabel, before he was dragged out into the cell block for all to see. groaning he turned over, and was about to push himself up to stand after he was dropped. "i've got a name you walking phalluses" he'd be damned if he was going to just be referred to as just a number. and then he was hit in the side and his arms gave up and a he fell to the floor again, groaning as he coughed in pain. but the pain wasnt over, as he kept coming, with each word he was hit with the baton, harder then the previous.

doubling up, his body moving into the fetal position Nathan groaned on the floor, pain shooting through every inch of his body as he rolled over onto his back, staring through watering eyes up at his one that liked to hear himself talk. it hurt to breath, it hurt to blink. his whole body felt on fire. he was pretty sure they'd kill him and not think twice about it, but still, didnt mean he was going to be anyone's bitch, least of all here. at the question that was asked right in his face. Nathan, fighting through the pain laughed up at the man "i knew a bitch in forth grade named Bessie that's hit harder then you" before he spat in the man's covered face. "my drunk old man beat on me harder.. if thats all you got" laughing. "you should go take some lessons somewhere.. your dismissed" waving his hand, weakly but still managing to wave it in a dismissive manner. "you'll have to kill me. cause i didnt let my drunk ass old man break me, and i sure as shit wont be broken by you or Chuckles or the one on the loud speaker with the superiority complex break me" he meant Broken in the psychological way, cause he was pretty sure something was broken in the physical one.
Xaven laid in his bed, but sleeping peacefully was far from it, he tossed and turned all night like his mind and body wouldnt shut down. and when he was woke up by someone dive bombing him, he started bouncing as he groaned, opening his eyes just to watch her fall back onto her butt. "im awake" he grumbled, though it was somewhat less annoying when she kissed his cheek. "yea yea, five minutes, i got it" once she was gone, grumbling he got out of bed, though every joint felt on fire, and stiff.. god was his stiff. he stretched before moving into his bathroom to clean up, then dress. he rarely got sick, but today he just felt horrible, on edge.

five minutes later, wearing a blue and white sleeveless shirt, one that showed off his arms, and a pair of jean shorts he came down the stairs, smiling to Vanessa "awesome" when she said the luggage was already in and car and everything. "im starving" his uncle, stood there, watching his nephew who came down and went right for the coffee and toast. Xaven poured him a cup of coffee, added the creamer and then proceeded to spoon at least ten spoonfuls of sugar into it before he turned it up and drank it down in one gulp, sighing he sat the cup in the sink then went for the toast. "so" his uncle said, standing, leaning against the counter. "i guess this is the last day for me, going back to my lazy lifestyle" Xaven nodded. "well, as suprising as it was to see you, it was nice to see you" Xaven said, shaking his uncle's hand, after wiping it off of crumbs from the toast. then he went to go tell his parents they were taking off.
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