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A suitable amount of seating was still available for their family by the time they arrived, but Mimsy opted to remain standing instead, lingering just along the edges of the benches. As a general rule (which Dr. H once validated, whether intentional or not), she tended to avoid listening too closely to the specific briefings or directions from those in other divisions; America was an exception to this rule, just as she was to many of her others.

Though her appearance bore a striking likeness to a Wednesday Addams who had returned to the summer camp of her youth, her disposition didn't match. Above the white-collared black dress she wore a crooked, truly contented smile, unable to contain herself among the enthusiasm of both Robert and Peter. Robert's excitement was always infectious, but it had been exceptionally so this time: at her first mention of the message about camp, he'd been so incredibly eager that she almost believed that she couldn't have stopped him to calm him if she wanted to.

Of course, she hadn't wanted to. She had trailed behind him with bursts of giggles as they prepared, Peter squealing and running between them like a pinball all the while.

Though that had all been wonderful on its own, learning that this location was safe enough to bring Peter along meant that this was unexplored terrain for them - they were going as a family, going together, and those were truly the most ideal circumstances.

An eager shiver carried goosebumps across her skin as America continued to reiterate the necessity of their identity as reapers, her mind wildly hopping from theory to theory. The important part was that they were being encouraged to pretend this at all, whatever the reason.

"We have a good little scareling," she whispered to Robert, leaning to press herself even closer to him. To be the child of two reapers, Peter did look slightly less human than the two of them, namely due to the outfit he wore. It was made to resemble a bear cub, ears and tail and all.

"Oh, paladin then, like me!" Clearly, that was the only other 'big hammer' type of user, even though technically Justin's weapon was nothing of the WoW Paladin sort. Every molecule of him practically vibrated in excitement as he exchanged information with Shu. A guild! He hadn't had one since forever! And a guild was a great example of showing how great a GM he was going to be. "Yeah, I can recruit for a guild, you got any name ideas? You could localize for me and and and we'll recruit some other players and maybe even do raids and get better gear and it'll be so cool."

If Justin was an anime, his eyes would be practically sparkling off his face. "I'm Justin by the way, the username wasn't taken so it's just Justin nice to meet you BB!" Instead of shaking hands he just did his best /wave emote several times. "Oh, the cloth is for an upcoming quest, I can try and get doubles so we can craft armour for the both of us. What's your gearscore right now?"

Oliver nodded to America. If there was research going on, he could easily pass as an undergrad student out collecting info for a professor or something. That was pretty much his life as an Intermediate on the island anyway.

The handful of candy he had pulled out was simply divided into his friends' hands, instead of getting one they would each find themselves with several. Perhaps a bit too many for anyone who didn't habitually carry junk food in their pockets, but nobody could accuse Oliver of hoarding the sweets all for himself. There were many, many more where those came from.

He smiled. "Um, Aro, don't you think Lydia might be here for uh... rare sightings, rather than training?" It was only a guess, but he was fairly certain he knew what sort of experience the small hunter was after.

Fighting with his lighter, he tossed the Bic back into his pocket and decided to just go to the giant torch of a bonfire instead. Looking around, he couldn't see anyone who was vaping or taking the opportunity outside to light up.

Moving over to the fire, he took a stick and lit the end up and then lit his own cigarette before tossing the stick back into the blaze. Breathing deep, he turned around and regarded the campers. Some of them clearly looked like 80's versions of camp counselors while others just looked like kids hanging out. What was he expected to do here again? One of the workers here had just told him to get here and then shoved him through a oval hole that Stargated him to this place.

Apart from Rep and Harrison, Joy only vaguely recognized faces from the base, and most of them had already settled into groups. She hoped to spot Jason or Roland, or heck, even Clyde but she failed to do so. When it was starting to look like another mission of her in the fringes, she decided Tangina this! and got off her a** to be the sporty-spice she always believed she could be.

Unfortunately the weather reminded her that she had yet to acclimate to anything non-tropical in nature and she was soon retreating towards the fire. Even with a sweater on and thermal underwear beneath pants, the trainee was still shivering.

"Y-yo," Joy greeted the guy who'd tossed a stick into the fire. "M-mind if I get toasted?" she asked.

Joy blinked in confusion. Was he asking about runic gear? "Ha? Carrying what?" she asked as she held her hands towards the fire for warmth.

Something must have been lost in translation but Joy shrugged it off as no big deal. Smiling, she shook his hand, as much out of friendliness and as an excuse to leech off someone's body warmth.

"Rock?" she echoed, her mind going to stories she heard of magical rocks granting powers to heroes and heroines, "What y'mean tablet? Nah, been awake for like, shet a year?" Has it really been that long? It might have been longer. "Nice to meet you, Kai. I'm Ligaya but most call me Joy."

And she had yet to pull her hand away from his.