Terre Haute expedition: Camping Day 1

[lord_wizard]

[It's been a more or less uneventful day of travel for the expedition team. Not unexpected for the first leg of such a trip, and with any luck, it will stay that way.

As the sun starts to get low in the sky, Felix signals the group with a sharp whistle to stop, shortly after he feels the change. They've entered the Dead Zone. That sudden loss of power for anyone used to that sort of thing. Not an easy thing to adjust to, at first.]

"We've crossed into the border of the Dead Zone now. We should stop here for the night. Those of you with experience, help set up camp as needed. And I recommend a few of you working out a watch schedule. You never can tell what might be out here."

SET UP | CAMPFIRE | IN THE NIGHT

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Re: IN THE NIGHT

[the_effect_she_has]

[Katniss is on first watch - and she walks the perimeter slowly. Bow in her hand and grey eyes watching out into the darkness. Listening for anything that might be ... unusual.]

[Especially for Paradisa.]

[kethedammit]

[Mildmay has been watching Katniss. (Technically, he's been watching everyone. That's what he does.) He likes how she seems to know what the hell she's doing, which can't be said of most of the other people here. Makes him shaky, thinking nobody understands shit. Probably a good idea to get a feel for the people who do.]

[Of course, that means Mildmay will have to actually initiate a conversation with another human being. Seas will part, first.]

[Something about the dead zone and the binding-by-forms and being in another fucking universe on a crazy stupid camping trip gives him weird dreams, though. He gets out of his tent to warm his hands by the fire and think about literally anything other than dead bodies. And then there's the girl taking first watch, and what are you waiting for, Milly-fox?]

[He clears his throat, awkward.] You, uh. You can use that? [He's eying that bow and arrow.]

[the_effect_she_has]

[She hadn't been expecting the voice behind her -- the tent she had passed had been quiet on her first go-around - and she turned with her arrow nocked and aimed. She caught sight of that bright red hair, and then exhaled, lowering her bow.]

... Well enough to put an arrow through your throat for startling me, yeah.

[kethedammit]

[Mildmay doesn't flinch. He does raise an eyebrow, though.] Lotta folks use those where you're from? [We're just not gonna comment on the threat. Seems like a bad idea.]

[the_effect_she_has]

Where I'm from, people use whatever they can get their hands on. [She smoothed her hand over the bow.] But this? This was given to me by a friend. It was especially made, just for me.

[She slid the arrow back into her quiver, giving him a curious look.] Not a lot of people use these, where you're from?

[kethedammit]

Nah. I ain't never rightly seen one before, truth be told. [He sits down, getting off his bad leg. He hopes she isn't one of the fight-crazy kinds of kids who think being a bit scratched up-- the limp, the scar-- means you're something to snicker at. Not that Mildmay particularly cares if he's snickered at, he tells himself, just, those kinds of flat kids are so annoying.] Knives are mostly cheaper, where I'm from. [As you can tell from one good look at the jagged scar across the side of his face.]

[the_effect_she_has]

[Katniss doesn't sit down, but she does position herself so she can talk to him, and scan the campsite at the same time. She notes his bad leg, and something flickers across her face, but it isn't pity. It's memory - the arena - and Peeta dying before her eyes.] Knives will get the job done, no mistake. I'm not bad with the blade, but I prefer the distance.