WEEK ZERO: MINGLE

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WEEK ZERO

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Rise and shine, everyone! At 7:00 AM on the dot, those who are asleep will be roused from their slumber by the sound of a bugle call. It seems that breakfast is now served in the Mess Hall. How nice! It's up to you to decide if you want to continue sleeping or not... But maybe it's a good idea to grab a bite and explore your surroundings. After all, it looks like you'll be here for a little while. Regardless of what you do, be sure to check the weather before stepping outside. You never know when you might need an umbrella! Once you're up and at them, though, there are a few points of interest this week. If you swing by the Director's Office, you will find Black Shadows manning the receptionist's desk or flitting in and out of the rooms down the hallway. This week's tasks are now available, and you can check them out on the announcement board in the waiting room. Should you visit the Camp Shop, Purple Heart will be handling all transactions at the checkout counter. Even camp directors hold down normal jobs, you know. Strangely enough, Winter Wizard doesn't seem to be stationed at any set location. Maybe it's their week off? Oh, well. Seems like if you want to get ahold of them, you'll have to pay your respects to the bunnies. Finally, though all seems normal at first glance... You will quickly realize something is wrong the moment you start interacting with other people. Or, more specifically, once you come in physical contact with them. For the rest of the week, anyone who makes skin-to-skin (or whatever counts as skin, for the non-humans) contact with someone else will find themselves in a bit of a sticky situation. Whatever body parts touched will be stuck together for the next hour, with no way to separate them. Try not to create additional points of contact while trying to cheat your way out of this situation, yeah? That would be unpleasant, for each spot will last an entire hour. Good luck.

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[shixiong]

[ mouthful guy....

he's not going to correct her, though. ah, the torment of being known. instead, he just nods quietly in agreement, yeah, that's him. ] It's a part of a uniform. [ is the only explanation, as he comes a bit closer. ] What does it taste like...? I've never seen something like this.

[disreguarded]

Like sugar, mostly, but also kind of like burned sugar, which is surprisingly good.

Try one, it's really good. Promise. [ come sit with her!! ]

[shixiong]

[ after a moment of slight trepidation... he will come over and sit, and push his mask back to the side of his head. you guessed right, it is in fact, mouthful guy.

he won't make much of a comment about the burnt thing, though internally, he doubts it can be that good, but he's too polite to say no. so! he'll take a marshmallow, and take a moment to squish it between his fingers. squishy, like a rice cake... ]

[disreguarded]

[ she's gonna make another one. and she carefully leans to bump their shoulders together, briefly. ]

Don't play with your food. [ tease, tease. ]

[shixiong]

[ ah. caught, he turns pink underneath the mask; for a minute, he seems a bit flustered, both from the deserved tease and also from being shoulder bumped. who is he, yizhen? eating like a little kid. ]

...sorry. Do you roast it on the end of the skewer...?

[disreguarded]

Yeah. You put it on the end of one and then put it in the fire. [ near the fire, beau. ] And when it's all black and crispy on the outside, then you eat it.

[shixiong]

[ that sounds easy enough. it also sounds like something dianxia would cook, if it's that burnt... but at this point, he doesn't know any better, so. it's the blind leading the blind here.

he'll put the marshmallow on the stick and stick it in the fire as told, though, turning it occasionally so it burns cooks evenly. ]

[disreguarded]

[ wow don't compare beau's cooking skills to xie lian, she's offended ]

How are you settling in?

[shixiong]

[ listen. he'll eat this. he probably wouldn't touch dianxia's cooking with a ten foot pole, if he could find a way to get out of eating it.

at the question, he hums. ] As well as I can be. It's nice to have solid ground under my feet again.

[ though it seems to be out of the frying pan, into the fire. he doesn't voice that out loud. ] And yourself, Lady Beau?

[disreguarded]

[ she nods a bit at that. ]

Same. Sleeping on the floor kind of sucks, but it's fine. I'm probably going to find a bed to steal tonight. Echoing the solid ground thing, it's nice to not feel like I'm on a ship constantly.

[shixiong]

Are there not enough beds in your cabin...?

[ oh no. ]

[disreguarded]

There's four and there's five of us. I volunteered, though. I'm used to sleeping on the floor.

[shixiong]

I see... [ ah, well, he's much of the same. ] Do you travel lands often, Lady Beau?

[ and do a lot of camping...? that's the first assumption. ]

[disreguarded]

Yep. I actually don't have a like, actual house. Well - I guess the Xhorhaus counts, but mostly we just travel around from city to city.

[shixiong]

What's a 'Xhorhaus'? [ his tongue trips a bit over the unfamiliar word. what. ] If you don't mind my asking.

[disreguarded]

[ that's fair, it's not even a real word. ]

Oh - it. Long story, but the short of it is that there's a place called Xhorhas, and me and my friends were given a keep there to live in. It's our house, so - Xhorhaus.

[ she says it like xzor-house ]