( open ) summertime,

[periastron]

WHO: Alexandra, D’Artagnan, Fingon, Kylo Ren, Rey & open
WHAT: brave camp-anions assignment: members of Forces test Inquisition camping gear on the rough terrain and weather of the Wounded Coast, others can come by and laugh at their struggles and applaud their victories (lol)
WHEN: vaguely June
WHERE: Wounded Coast
NOTES: set up your starters, assigned campers! and feel free to come visit the campers.

Take a quick trip outside the city to test Inquisition tents, and try building your own shelter.
What’s easy to set up? What holds up well against the weather? Does anything need repairs?
Did you figure out the ideal ‘smore ingredients, or ghost stories to demoralize the enemy? Team bonding!!!

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[mousquetaire]

D'Artagnan takes another glance down the ill, and then with a nod, moves to remove the perishables. Namely the food, because there's absolutely no way he's letting the prize go under before he has the chance to win it. The tarp for their tent can come out, too.

"We wouldn't want you to break any eggs," he says, smiling cheerfully. "Are you sure about this? I wouldn't blame you for changing your mind, if you're afraid..."

He gestures at the rocky field before her. Still time to back out, Alex!

[periastron]

"Afraid?" Did her voice just go up an octave or two with incredulity? It sure did. "Mate, Alexandra Karahalio knows no fear. She's a relentless badass who sometimes talks in the third person for greater emphasis."

This was a girl who ran across the school roof, leaped off a cliff into a river just because her cousin told her she was too small to do it, and threw a rock at a brown snake that was chasing her uncle's dog.

A rocky slope down to the sea? That's nothing, and she flips out the stuff with gusto, and braces her foot against it.

"Maybe you're the one who's afraid, bucko."

[mousquetaire]

His smile is relentlessly satisfied. That's the exact same reaction that any of the men of his regiment would have, including d'Artagnan himself. She's succeeded in making him feel more at home. Of course, it also means she's roped herself into this bet. He bows his smirking head in accession, and then stands back with his arms folded.

"Well then, Mademoiselle. Who am I to stand in your way?"

This is possibly a very bad idea. He'll be all about telling himself that if it goes wrong. For now, it all seems in good fun.

"When you're ready."

[periastron]

"I was born ready."

And with that, and backs up a few paces, and sprints, leaps, and with that momentum takes the gondola over the edges, perilously tipping and pitching as it begins to veer down the slope.

She distantly recalls that there was a fatal accident involving the prior owner of the gondola and rough terrain. Alex distinctly does not care, whooping victoriously as the gondola rockets down the slope.

And.... hits a rock the bottom, just a shade too much speed for Alex to steer around it, going airborn and flipping right over into the water.

[mousquetaire]

Well, that almost looked like it was working. D'Artagnan is laughing and cheering for her, and then she strikes the rock and that can't help but change things. He curses under his breath, and races down the slope after her. Stopping by the edge, he puts a hand on the gondola and leans over, looking for her.

"Alex, are you all right?! Where are you?"

He isn't getting in, but he does stand ready with a hand to pull her out.