After(life) Party--

[soylentprotag]

[Lenka isn't talking much, though he spends most of the time after the execution either expressionless or frowning, moving among the ones still left at the campfire to check on people and try to make sure none of them are trying to either follow Boa or possibly throw literal or metaphorical stones at each other. Probably everyone's too exhausted for any of that at this point.

At some point he disappears for a little bit and comes back with an entire table and supplies -- not from the kitchen, but from the stash he'd accumulated in Cabin 2. It's not much, but it feels better than eating anything from the kitchen right now. Nobody wants that.

There's just some crackers and fruit snacks and some cheese with them. A few baggies to take them to go since most people aren't hungry right this moment. Once that's set out, he'll idle at one end of the table, staring out into the lake.]

Comments

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[That seems to take the wind out of his sails a little. Lance goes back to looking at the fire, expression returning to more of a subdued vacant happiness.]

I think it'd be nice if we could all get along. Not just us, but the counselors and the Lord too. We used to do a lot of trust building exercises back home to help us work as one. It'd be nice if we could do that here, too.

[trashmouthtozier]

What kind of exercises?

[from talking to Lenka, Ren, Cielo, and Usagi ... he might be on to something here]

Do you think it really is something we could do here? I ... I want us all to get along, too.

[particlebarrier]

[Richie gets a look.]

We only have three more weeks left before camp ends. Now's not the time to wonder if we can do it or not, we just have to go for it and make as many friends as possible before going home.

Actions speak way louder than words, so make sure you give this your best. I know I will too.

[trashmouthtozier]

[he nods]

Right. ... So tell me about the exercises? What did you do at home?

[particlebarrier]

It's hard to replicate them here because camp isn't a battle ground.

[Brow furrowing a little.]

A lot of it came down to putting the lives of teammates before your own and making sure nobody gets left behind. Everyone has to be rallied behind one purpose. What do you think that purpose should be for camp, Richie?

[trashmouthtozier]

[he has to think for a moment to find a way to put it which won't have all the zombies swarming him with angry Sol thoughts]

Coming together to learn as much as we can as friends ... before we go home.

[particlebarrier]

Mhm, I'm totally on board! How can I help with that?

[trashmouthtozier]

[THIS IS SO GREAT THIS IS PROGRESS]

Just keep talking to everyone and being yourself. You know, the real you, the one that told me about confidence and stuff.

[he glances around]

And let me know if you hear or see anything weird, OK? We want to make sure everyone's safe.

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[Richie (zombiewhisperer)]

Of course I'll keep talking to everyone. I want all of us to stay friends waaaay after camp is over, too.

[But he does frown slightly here. He knows, by now, not to argue the "safety of camp" thing since it tends to just make people upset with him for whatever crazy reason.]

But seriously, who else would I be if not the real me? Red gives good neck massages, but she's not that good that it'd totally change the fabric of ~me~

[trashmouthtozier]

[okay why would Red giving you a neck massage change -- you know what he's beginning to think not asking is wise. so he'll just smile]

Thanks, Lance.