WEEK 4

[petoskeymods]

WEEK 4

Another week begins at camp, though it comes with a bit of a somber note. More than a third of the campers have died or gone missing, leaving a noticeable absence in camp. With five gone in one week, will anyone really be able to make it the full eight weeks? That is yet to be seen.

The weather has dipped a little, going down to the mid-70s. At least the pastier kids won't have to worry about sunburns, right? Though the waves coming off the lake have been starting to get a little high. And the RVs have changed once more, though anyone with a keen eye might notice that some of them look familiar...

The Wii is gone, and in its place is a shiny new WiiU, now sporting Bayonetta 2 and Splatoon in addition to the Wii games left behind. Unfortunately, there's no internet, so you're stuck with single player mode only. Leon, Mami, Clarke, Kon, and Natsume are now gone from the Mii menu, and the music has changed again.

This week there seems to be a baseball diamond set up in the field, and there will probably be sports-themed activities later on. But with only 18 living campers left, will anyone really be in the mood for some games?

18 CAMPERS REMAIN.

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[finalguard]

[ The answer to that empanada question is 'yes', but it kind of catches in Boa's throat a) because this is Lance and b) because this hair is seriously unsettling. ]

-- do you really have to copy her whole hairstyle for the week?

[particlebarrier]

[Wow. Boa. He was trying to be nice too. Lance grumps.]

Look, kid. It's not my fault that every time I transform my hair just grows out like this.

[His eyes narrow slightly.]

Do you want an empanada or not?

[finalguard]

[ Boa opens his mouth to retort something about the hair, but the food smells good and hunger defeats snark by a mile. ]

Yes. I'd like one, please.

[ Look! Polite!! ]

[particlebarrier]

[Well that's... acceptable, he supposes. Lance raises an eyebrow at Boa first before handing him one on a plate.]

Here.

[And meanwhile, he's gonna help himself to one as well.]

Took me ages to get this right so you better not make any wisecracks about it.

[finalguard]

I can't cook much, so I'd not exactly make founded criticism anyway.

[ Skill's important to Boa. Wisecracks need to come from an actual point of superiority, or something.

With this promise to not be rude made, he's gonna take a bite. H u h. ]

... I didn't even know I missed this.

[particlebarrier]

Wait, you're from Cuba, too?

[He hasn't taken a bite of his own food yet. Apparently this is just that distracting??]

[finalguard]

Ah, no. Mexico. They're really popular there as well.

[ But hey, he didn't actually guess that they're both from Spanish speaking countries? Thanks to the damn auto-translate. ]

[particlebarrier]

Mexico, huh....

[He looks thoughtful about this as he finally takes a bite. This contempative look is ruined b/c he has to grin about this food. Doing his mom's recipes proud!! ....But then he doesn't wanna dwell on his family for too long.]

You miss it at all? Other than the food.

[finalguard]

[ Boa thinks this over while eating some more. Mexico, huh... ]

A little, I think. I'd been going around the world for a bit already before coming here and I didn't think much about that, but... the longer we spend here camping, the more I want to get back to an area I know well.

[ He is not going to say jungle. You will laugh at him again. ]

[particlebarrier]

[Good moves, Mowgli.]

...yeah. Ever since this "stopping the Galra" intergalactic space war happened, I haven't been able to go back home in a while, much less be on my home planet.

[He sighs and has himself another bite of empanada.]

....Kinda sucks. I miss I miss home a lot.

[finalguard]

[ He'd ask more about the space war and who the fuck the Galra are, but you know? With everyone's dramatic war backstories, he's starting to just get the picture. ]

So this is your first time being back on earth in a while, huh? Hell in Michigan.

[particlebarrier]

Not my Earth, so it doesn't really count, does it.

[He has another bite of food.]

But yeah... we were on Arus for a while. Once we got the castle ship up and running, we started going between planets a lot to fight the Galra. Feels strange to want to go back to a war, but.... it's to keep my Earth safe too.

[A beat.]

What were you traveling around for?

[finalguard]

I was following someone.

[ He eats a bit more before elaborating on this. ]

The strongest fighter from the Snake Pit had recently deserted and my orders were to surpass his strength, so I spent some time tailing him across the globe to study his movements and eventually prove myself.

[ If Lance can say all these random words that Boa doesn't know, Boa can just not explain the Snake Pit. It's exactly as it sounds anyway. ]

[particlebarrier]

[...Good thing Lance has a mouthful of empanada b/c his disbelief that a kid named Boa comes from a "snake pit" just turns into choking. He's just going to cough a lot and grab a drink of water.]

....What kind of organization is this?

[And is Boa your REAL NAME what is this convneint naming scheme.]

[finalguard]

A secret Beyblader training facility, essentially.

[ He pauses and reconsiders this. ]

Probably illegal too. [ Kids die there, but this is not something Boa has ever really... thought about. ]

It's mostly known as an urban myth of there being a secret place strong bladers go to that nobody comes back from, but it's real. The one who left was one of our leader's, Ashram's, bigger investments it seems. I only recently found out, because the top bladers wear masks, but the one I was trailing is a blader that went missing from the prestigious New York Bulls team a while ago.

[particlebarrier]

[Boa's just getting a long fucking ass silence.]

....Uh-huh.

[So beyblading's kind of a weirdly big deal in Boa's world. He can accept that, sure.]

Sooo.... how'd you get involved in shady business?

[ARENT YOU LIKE, TEN OR SOMETHING.]

[finalguard]

[ Boa just uses this silence to eat more. Lance can take the enthusiasm as a compliment to his cooking? ]

I come from a town close-by to where the Snake Pit is rumored to be so I went looking for it. I suppose from the point of view of other people, I also never came back.

[ Heh. He smiles in passing amusement. This is probably not actually funny. ]

[particlebarrier]

[...yeah, he's not seeing why the heck that's funny.]

So you ran away from home? You didn't... tell your parents or anything?

[finalguard]

Uh... Not really, no. My father's pretty busy and hardly home anyway.

[ He hasn't thought about this in like a year? His dad probably noticed eventually? It'd make sense to notice eventually. ]

[particlebarrier]

[...Okay not exactly the answer he was expecting there, and he's just going to look down at his plate for a second.]

...that's rough.

[Just going to have another bite of food while he considers just how much it'd suck to have a family that just didn't care at all.]

[finalguard]

Eh. I'm fine.

[ Boa himself seems far less impressed by the situation. Any sadness he has about it is so deep suppressed he hasn't noticed it in years. With the whole 'Beyblade or die', he just had other worries. ]

So how'd you get into a space war?

[particlebarrier]

[....Well Boa can say he's fine. But Lance is going to pass him another empanada.]

It's a long story. My friends and I found Blue hidden away in a cave, Blue chose me as her paladin, and then... kinda kindapped all of us and brought us to the Castle of Lions on planet Arus.

[He has a thoughtful bite of empanada.]

To make the story short, we learned that the Galra were out there and that they weren't going to stop expanding their empire in search of more power. My friends and I are the only five people out there who can pilot a Voltron lion, and the Voltron lions are the only weapons we can use to really put a dent in the Galra.

You'd have to be pretty stone cold to say that's not your war or your responsibility.

[finalguard]

[ Pity is generally not something Boa ever accepts, but... in the form of extra food that is good? He'll make an exception. ]

So you're actually one of the strongest in your universe...?

[ He stops eating and stares at Lance because that's... impressive?? ]

[particlebarrier]

[A part of Lance would really like to say "NO SHIT" and be all cocky about this, but considering the ass kicking they took from Zarkon and how they all barely managed to escape and the fact that he's really just hoping everyone else made it out of the disintegrating wormhole ok, the smary reply just doesn't come at all.

He swallows dryly.]

...I know Blue picked me for a reason. Sometimes I'm not sure what that reason is.

[finalguard]

[ Boa looks at Lance in silence for a moment. It's a lot of doubt for a loudmouth to be exhibiting so suddenly, in his opinion. ]

Do you need to be sure of it? It's not like it will be undone whether or not you agree with the reason, so it's your position anyway.

[ And it's a pretty awesome position, from the sounds of it. ]