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camppetoskey2018-07-23 11:40 am
Week 8
The weekend passes in a blue, and suddenly it is Monday again. Monday of week 8, the final week of camp. The last week to try and change your fate.
It's sunny and pleasant, with daytime temperatures lingering around 70 degrees Fahrenheit and dropping off into the 50s in the evening. It's pretty much the perfect weather for Michigan, and it's only a shame that it took this long to get to it.
The WiiU continues to be broken, though the creepy Mii is gone now. All of the Miis are, actually. All that can be seen is a variety of Pure Michigan ads, interestingly enough. A bit calmer than last week's visuals, but probably annoying since no games can be played.
There is one other notable change about camp: the counselors are nowhere to be found. There is plenty of food and some note left on how to run things, but otherwise the campers have been left to their own devices apparently.
On the main door to the lodge is a note that says "We will be back as soon as possible." written in Red's handwriting. What could this mean?
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fyre i am going to punch you through the internet
[The Shirou in the graveyard can, in fact, see this. But to be totally honest, he's not terrible bothered by it. He's seen shit like this happen to his body before, if on a smaller scale, and it's not like he cares about what happens to him anyway.
His zombie, meanwhile, is just confused.]
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[It is not a convincing lie, but then again he's off-balance enough that he doesn't quite have the attention to spare for it anyway. It's usually a decent strategy with the coralfam, though -- redirect literally any conversation to the Lord or related subjects and they'd normally follow you happily enough.
Also this just in: why is Fate/ a body horror canon. Why is Shirou like this. Why is he literally soulbonded to swords now. The real questions that Lenka isn't going to ask, but that possibly a hunter or twenty is asking themselves somewhere.]
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[The distraction might not be a great one, but it's good enough to make him turn to look at the altar thoughtfully.]
I don't think the Lord would just change it unless They had a good reason.
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[There was last week, when they'd started bringing snacks and pictures and several of them had probably made an effort to clean things up after... the mess left by Shirou the weekend before that. The second death in the chapel, where the first was entirely clean; this time they'd had to do it themselves.
There's likely also other sundry attempts at offerings from campers who are more-or-less acquainted with worship or gods, along with a little pot of brilliant red-and-yellow flowers that's been there since Tuesday last week. It seems to have been diligently watered.]
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[He laughs a little, but then suddenly turns serious, looking Lenka in the eyes.]
At the end of the week we're going to need to rely on nonverbal communication, so prepare anything you can for that. Check if anyone knows morse code.
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> Pay closer attention]
--Morse code. All right. We already have supplies for drawing, and different types of magic and skills. [he's not completely sure yet how they could use different powers for this purpose, he'd have to ask around of course, but Lenka automatically starts taking stock before he stops and nods at Shirou] Are there any other conditions, or just nonverbal?
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[It looks like he wants to say more, but he's already struggling to get those last words out before settling back into the placidity of sword moe.]
Sorry, what was I just saying?
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... Something about the altar, Shirou. The altar doesn't usually change, you said.
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Yeah! But you're, the chapel is a bit different with all the stuff people have been bringing. I think it's really great that everyone's been getting more interested in the Lord.
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... Yeah. We had to be able to see beyond everything that was happening.
[And somehow, they've started to do that. Weeks ago, it had seemed like an impossible task, or not a task at all. As much as he dislikes the idea, it had taken enough of them dying to tilt the balance, and start bringing in more ideas from Sol's side. The dead. The Metaverse. For someone like him, who tries to focus on what he can still see and reach, it's been a bit of a stretch.
But they've all made it. That leap of faith.
Now they just need Red and Archer and perhaps Sol to make it too.]
Maybe the Lord was reaching out, for a long time. We had to learn to reach back.