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 Posted: Wed Jul 08, 2009 4:36 pm
 Simon winced too, slightly - not because of the injury, but because of his cabin-mate's reaction. Did it really look that ugly? He could only hope that it would start healing up a bit before the next challenge started up, and that the aloe would help as much as his teammates felt it wou--
Ooooh. That felt nice. Annabel was definitely pacing herself, but the LARPer didn't mind, with how much it was helping things. She could carry on into the afternoon, if she wanted to.
Not that he would ever, ever admit such things out loud, or even to a bee-free confessional cam. He couldn't hide the relieved sighing he was doing all over the place, unfortunately.
"Hah, yeah," he chuckled. "They chased me everywhere, I had to jump into the water to shake them off."
Yes, Annabel, the water with the Audio-eating sharks in it.
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Posted: Wed Jul 08, 2009 6:30 pm
 Serena had been asleep this whole time due to not sleeping well earlier. However she awoke with such commotion and yawned as she got up. Rubbing her eyes, she sat up, "What's going on?" She asked. So groggy, so tired. And VERY much confused.
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Posted: Wed Jul 08, 2009 6:35 pm
Noel yawned and stretched. Man had he needed that sleep. . Now to get dressed? ... That couldn't be right? N-No!Chef ((From a PM on item checking)) Awight, since you've used them in RP a biiiiit... >D The next time Noel checks his bag, he's in for a surprise. Late last night sometime, a team of interns swapped the entire mountain of clothes from his bag with identical sets of the same outfit. The contract yo' sponsor signed agreed to have the camper in one clothes the entire time in order for the audience to easily identify them. :3 As for the hair-care products... The ones that promote extra shine have mysteriously vanished. Strange. Other then that, some gum's missing and some of the more "provocative" images have been replaced with cut-outs from children's books.
Wait.. His other stuff was still there and he still had his keytar but .
And then the brit let out a roar of a scream
"AAAHHHHHH!!!!"((Note the pm is OOC not IC. Just wanted to post it so people understood what happened "XD))
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Posted: Wed Jul 08, 2009 6:38 pm
(( Dude, Jay totally woke up into that breakfast and threw it out XD; ))
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Posted: Wed Jul 08, 2009 6:39 pm
(( OHHHHHHHH x "D Sorry I just kinda skimmed. I'll fix that ))
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Posted: Wed Jul 08, 2009 6:49 pm
 Helena threw the covers off at the scream.
"N-Noel?" she asked, still sniffling.
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Posted: Wed Jul 08, 2009 6:52 pm
 She couldn't help but ease up slightly as Simon began to relax, until she eventually found herself smiling, as well. Not a large grin, mind you, but a small little thing- pleased with her efforts, and the satisfaction she seemed to be bringing Simon. Putting a tad more effort, so that is was more of a massage, she drifted off into her own thoughts for a while.
That is, until Noel screamed. Jumping from her position, Annabel once more knocked her head upon the upper bunk. Cursing quietly to herself, she dipped her hands in the water bowl to rinse them of Aloe. Well, so much for that effort. Leaning out of the bunk to look at Noel, she raised her eyebrows questioningly.
"Holy ********, man, sounds like someone had a bad wakeup. You alright?" She asked, with some degree of kindness returning, despite her earlier sadness. There was care, really- now that she was helping Simon out, she was feeling a bit better.
Speaking of...
Turning back to Simon, she smiled weakly.
"Once this gets worked out, I'll get back to work. Promise."
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Posted: Wed Jul 08, 2009 6:59 pm
Noel flushed red looking from Helena and Annabel. s**t, he shared a room with other people and he just screamed. Oooops..
"My... stuff. Some of its been missing and some of its been replaced..." He pulled out a shirt that he was already wearing. "They replaced all my clothing and accessories with the same designer T-shirts and pants and even took some of my hair care products.. The stuff to make your hair shinier."
Who would do such a thing? The horror!? Wearing the same thing day in and out!?
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Posted: Wed Jul 08, 2009 7:08 pm
It was a miracle Simon didn't bump his head again on Ratchet's scream... he must have been too relaxed for his muscles to take that much of an effort. He curiously looked in the direction of the scream, seeing Noel panicking over his bag. Huh...
"Don't worry, you've already helped me enough," Simon assured Annabel. "I might head outside in a little while anyway... see what we get to have for breakfast."
The big deal about losing some hair care products and clothes was lost to him, but he listened in anyway.
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Posted: Wed Jul 08, 2009 7:37 pm
Smiling, Tiffany trotted up the steps leading to the door to the Beavers' cabin. She softened her smile, as to not look so gleeful, and raised a single paw to the door; knocking on it. It didn't matter who answered it; she just knew Noel was in there - she hadn't seen him around camp all day! Quickly running her paws through her hair as to make sure it was straight and looking as great as ever, she prepared to speak to whomever it was that was going to answer the door and worm her way inside.
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Posted: Wed Jul 08, 2009 7:43 pm
Serena surveyed the scene and her blue eyes went wide seeing Simon then wider and she cringed at Noel's scream. She sighed though with relief hearing why he had done so. It wasn't something like an injury. That's good. Heaven knew her team couldn't take much more injuries. A very tired stare was shot at the door as she heard a knock; didn't they have enough to worry about without visitors? Ignoring it, she got up though and looked to Simon with a smile, as well as Noel, Helena, Ratchet and Annabel. "I'll go get us some more Aloe guys. Didn't think it would be so useful already, but it can't hurt to have extra. I'm going to have to find an extra container to make some though.." Thinking, she smiled to them. "I'll seeya guys later while I get some more supplies." She moved over to Ratchet's bed, reaching under it and taking out the bowl of laxative. "Guess this will be full soon enough. Do we need anything else from the forest while I'm there?"
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Posted: Wed Jul 08, 2009 7:43 pm
((Noel screamed, not Ratchet. 3nodding ))
There was a knock at the door, and Ratchet, who was already standing and not flipping out about anything, nodded at Noel and Serena while she sent to get it. "Preachin' to the choir, buddy. But hey, I got my tools back, and I got to keep all the toys. I'm sure you'll get your stuff back eventually- maybe not the hair gels, though. Chris likes his hair to shine like a greasy wrench. I'll get the door for you, Serena; you've got your paws full." She pulled open the door to discover a blown-splotched female standing there.She'd seen this girl before, but she didn't know her. Must be on one of the other teams... A puzzled look crossed her face. This must be very, very important; campers weren't supposed to go into another team's cabin. "Can I help you?" she said, cocking her head to one side.
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Posted: Wed Jul 08, 2009 7:44 pm
Annabel nodded gently at Simon, figuring this was over, anyway. Taking both bowls, she moved quietly back to the changing room, putting them back in their former places. Done there, she rounded back up to the ladder for her bunk, climbing it slowly.
"I'm sorry, Noel. That sucks a**. Probably Chris, if I'm right about anything." She snorted at the thought, and flopped as she reached the top of her bunk. Speaking of... hm. Was she going to visit today? Probably later in the evening, so she had less chances of being seen. Glancing down to Simon again, she offered a smile.
"If you wanna go, feel free to! I already got breakfast," she admitted, giving a soft laugh. Annabel was the type to eat alone- it was a moment of peace in the cabin-sharing day. Pulling out her journal, she began to idly write notes about the interactions with Simon.
Wasn't the bad start to a day, she'd admit. Wasn't bad at all.
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Posted: Wed Jul 08, 2009 7:46 pm
 Jay was inside, listening to music while doodling cacti in her sketchpad when there was a knock on the door, audible over her music. Ratchet went to answer it and whaddaya know. Tiffany. Jay growled under her breath, practically stomping up to the door, ushering Ratchet aside with a "I got this."
She turned to Tiffany, an unamused look on her face, "what the hell do you want? Dude, you're being like... A stalker." Oh, yes, she knew why Tiffany was there.
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Posted: Wed Jul 08, 2009 7:50 pm
Ratchet shrugged and stepped aside so that Jay could deal with the stranger. The mottled Audio was somebody Jay obviously didn't like. "'K, Jay. I'm gonna go work on boring out some wood, then. I never got my towel rack finished, and I wanna work on it." Whoever had gotten herself on Jay's bad side probably deserved it.
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