Life in Camp Shady Fuckers

[unbrokenoath]

WHO: Everyone living in or visiting the Warden camp
WHAT: Just some low-key action-spammy stuff for a bunch of sketchy losers who got tossed into the camp for sketchy losers. And the people who come to hang out because sketchy losers are the coolest losers.
WHEN: Vaguely stretching around Cloudreach?? Nothing is set in stone, time is an illusion
WHERE: Camp Shady Fuckers The Warden camp
NOTES: Just throw whatever warnings necessary in the heads of your threads

Just throw opens or whatever up this is a low-key general mingly kinda thing for hanging out and shouting at each other. Feel free to interrupt other threads or whatever and idk man this is basically like a network post but in real life.

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[twelvelabours]

"Don't think I won't hold you to that," and maybe there's a bit more amusement in it, easing back into old form.

Ah. Maker's breath, he was not prepared for the conversation to take that turn, and it makes him feel-- tired. And a little guilty for that tiredness too, because the real world keeps turning and everyone has their problems, but he's never been exceptionally good at fatherly talks and this feels like it should turn into one.

"Well," he starts, with a quiet breath, "pretty sure at least half a camp've wardens'd make their lives difficult if anyone looked at you wrong."

It's not helpful, it's not very encouraging, he suspects, and his exhale is a little defeated.

[sunshinethroughgrey]

"Yes, I figured you might." She smiled at him, easily, before she gave him a thoughtful look. Then her mouth curled up at the edges.

"That would be half the problem. I've been so afraid that someone would go after someone I liked for looking at me wrong - that I've never looked back. Never tried to trust myself to make the right decisions, when it comes to men. Anders taught me that I do have the right instincts, that I can trust myself. That ... that has been more valuable than anything else."