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paradisalogs2012-05-11 07:31 am
disciplines) wrote in paradisalogs2012-05-11 07:31 am
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Brutal Boot Camp - Day 1
Who: Alleyne and anyone/everyone going to boot camp
What: Day 1 in a week of intensive training and educating the masses
When: May 11th
Where: A forest right on the border of the Dead Zone
Rating: S for Shenanigans (Shouldn't be more than PG13 at most)
The elf waited at the crack of dawn, standing firm in the lobby, carrying only a small pack on her shoulders and gripping her staff tight. She had on a simple mantle over her usual green outfit, hood down, taping one of the capped ends of her weapon against the ground. A commanding presence and sense of enthusiasm radiated off of her almost, a slight, sadistic grin on her lips.
Alleyne never smiles. Those who saw that glimpse of happiness knew from the onset this trip would be a horrible, grueling experience. Those who knew not could remain blissfully unaware, thinking of her just as a teacher happy to help anyone learn.
"Time to go, hope you all can keep up!" she said as she lead them out as close to the Dead Zone as they could get, making them walk the last bit of the trip through thick woods. She stepped through them as one would expect an elf to, watching everyone hack their way through behind her.
She found a suitable spot about an hour into their walk, a stream nearby. She stopped and began to make camp, inviting everyone over to sit down and take a good look at their new surroundings.
"This is our home for the next week. Get used to it and treat it well."
The sun peeked in through the canopy, illuminating the area beautifully. If you're going to be stuck there, may as well be somewhere easy on the eyes.
[Bag Inspection | Poison Ivy | Tents and Campfires]
[OOC: There's still time to join! Throw them in anywhere! Open to anyone ever! Prose or action-spam is perfectly okay! IC Info Post | OOC Info Post]
What: Day 1 in a week of intensive training and educating the masses
When: May 11th
Where: A forest right on the border of the Dead Zone
Rating: S for Shenanigans (Shouldn't be more than PG13 at most)
The elf waited at the crack of dawn, standing firm in the lobby, carrying only a small pack on her shoulders and gripping her staff tight. She had on a simple mantle over her usual green outfit, hood down, taping one of the capped ends of her weapon against the ground. A commanding presence and sense of enthusiasm radiated off of her almost, a slight, sadistic grin on her lips.
Alleyne never smiles. Those who saw that glimpse of happiness knew from the onset this trip would be a horrible, grueling experience. Those who knew not could remain blissfully unaware, thinking of her just as a teacher happy to help anyone learn.
"Time to go, hope you all can keep up!" she said as she lead them out as close to the Dead Zone as they could get, making them walk the last bit of the trip through thick woods. She stepped through them as one would expect an elf to, watching everyone hack their way through behind her.
She found a suitable spot about an hour into their walk, a stream nearby. She stopped and began to make camp, inviting everyone over to sit down and take a good look at their new surroundings.
"This is our home for the next week. Get used to it and treat it well."
The sun peeked in through the canopy, illuminating the area beautifully. If you're going to be stuck there, may as well be somewhere easy on the eyes.
[Bag Inspection | Poison Ivy | Tents and Campfires]
[OOC: There's still time to join! Throw them in anywhere! Open to anyone ever! Prose or action-spam is perfectly okay! IC Info Post | OOC Info Post]
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Well don't worry, I'll do my very best to refrain from that habit with you! I can see when it's not wanted! [And I don't want to get shot]
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And try not to throw any acorns at me anymore, either. Or "let them drop," whatever you would like to call it. [she's teasing about this last bit, though. but seriously, stop dropping things on her.]
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Yes, very good.
[And then she drifts away B|]