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Ernest walked into the tent with a yawn, rubbing his eyes as he looked in. He signed up for camping as a way to rid himself of his family just a little bit longer, but maybe this wouldn’t be so bad and it could turn into something he will willingly sign up for in the future. He doubted it but who knows really?

There were two birds in the tent already. " 'orning," He mumbled. He didn't even know what time it was, he had just woke up from a nap and until his brain started working, it was morning to him. He blinked a bit before looking over the two girls. One of them he didn't know and figured he wouldn't even attempt to meet, but the other. . .

"Elisa! Hi," He smiled sleepily at the blonde who arrived first. Ernest dropped his stuff on the bottom bunk of the bunk bed she was at, not looking down at the bed so he missed the creepy crawls that moved when his bag hit the fabric. He leaned against the bed looking up at Elisa, “When did you get here, we could have walked together.” He said, a yawn interrupting his sentence partly.

Interactions: @Elisa Shakestra | @Prat Pass | @Ernest Baird Mentions:

Date: First day o camp Location: Tent

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- The Tent Of Trouble -

Dressed for warmer weather and lugging way to many bags for a stay this short, Cass made their way towards what was going to be their new home for the next few weeks. They had been looking forward to summer camp, hoping to see some of their friends from school again and just generally find something to do. They had forgotten how boring being confined to one property was. Duffel bag over their shoulder, pillow tucked in the handles and broom strapped to the side they bent down to pick up their other bags. They had put them down while they looked around the campsite because well... they may have "overpacked". Just slightly. Another duffel bag and a backpack stuffed to the brim with all sorts of unnecessary things sat on the snow beside them. The sooner they could head to their tent and drop all of this stuff off the better. Though they would staunchly defend the necessity of it all! You never knew when clothes for the complete opposite season would come in useful.

"Summer" camp only proved their rightness further in their eyes. Anyone who had said they wouldn't need a beanie and ski-boots in the middle of summer was now well and truly wrong! They didn't even give a second thought as to why all this snow was here. It was far from the strangest thing they had seen. Lugging their baggage (literally), they took off down the path to seek this elusive lodging of theirs. The tents that they passed along the way would probably made any muggle who somehow managed to wander into the stadium think they were crazy, and they were certainly not able to be mistaken for boring muggle tents. Hopefully they would be able to have a look inside some of their friends tents, as anything that Hogwarts provided had to have some sort of secret hidden inside it. Spotting their tent number, they stopped outside a tent that looked more like a small cabin.

Wooden doors marked the spot where the flaps would normally be, and Cass's keen eyes took in the paints beside them. Awesome. Everything about it was perfect and they hadn't even made it inside yet. Pushing open the doors, they stepped into the tent. It really did look more and more like a cabin the more they saw of it, as generally tents weren't kitted out with full bunk beds and a fireplace. The tents occupants however, held far more interest to Cass than its interior. It was blond clone girl and pancake boy! And some random other girl, who Cass hadn't seen around Hogwarts before. Though the last encounter Cass had with the boy was certainly something, they were confident that they could win him over now that he had no where else to run and no escape. This was perfect.

Dumping their stuff onto a top bunk at random, they didn't notice a thing insect related. Instead, they hopped down and plonked themself on to one of the beanbags in the centre of the tent. Eyes catching on a small sign that read "Let go of what no longer serves you", something in their stomach gave a twist. They weren't sure what about it upset them, but they certainly weren't going to think about it. It was time to find a distraction. So they turned around to greet their new tent buddies. "Blond girl! Pancake boy! I didn't expect to see you here" they said with a grin "And hello new girl! I'm Cass from Hogwarts".

TIME | 10:23 DATE | July 15th, 2024 INTERACTING |@Elisa Shakestra Meghan Alcatraz FairBairn @Prat Pass @Ernest Baird @Cass Ito

“ I'm gonna pop your bubblegum heart ” 00:35⠀─── ◉ ───────⠀02:34

Winter fit| OUTFIT #B68EA7 | DIALOGUE xxx| MENTIONING

What a shitshow, thought Ula to herself as her grip tightened on the strap of her designer duffle bag. According to her, she should be spending her summer in some foreign country, leisurely spending her father’s money in first-class resorts and designer boutiques. Instead she found herself trudging through…snow. "Lovely," she muttered to herself with a forced smile, her voice dripping with sarcasm. Her father was busy filming a movie, being a Muggle actor and all, and she’d rather stay as far away from her self-destructive mother as possible. Besides, despite towering over her peers like a teenage boy in the middle of a growth spurt, she was still just a kid, so traveling alone was a no-go.

Her stylish knee-high boots stopping in front of the wooden door of her assigned tent, Ula took a deep breath and pushed it open, her eyes quickly scanning the interior. The warm, cabin-like feel did little to improve her mood. She spotted several bunk beds and a fireplace, but her attention was drawn to the four other campers already inside. The first was a girl with a mischievous glint in her eye, perched on an upper bunk. Another girl, seemingly friendly, was approaching her with a bag of candies in hand. A boy, who had just dropped his bags on a bottom bunk, greeted the first girl with a sleepy smile. And lastly a fourth person, who plonked themselves right in the center of the tent on one of the beanbags, and began chatting. Ula could only hope they weren’t as irritating as they appeared.

Strutting into the tent, her boots clicked against the wooden floor. She lifted her chin and addressed them with an air of indifference. "Ula Takahashi," she introduced herself, "I don't do annoying people. So, stay out of my way, and we'll be just fine."

Her lips twisted into a tight, insincere smile that barely touched her eyes. She surveyed her new companions with a gaze that seemed to weigh their worth. With a flourish, she tossed her bag onto one of the lower bunks—unbest known to her, infested with bugs—her hair swishing dramatically. "And if anyone touches my stuff, you'll regret it." She cast a meaningful glance around the tent, making sure her message was clear.

With that, she fished out a small pocket mirror from her bag. Holding it up, she checked her reflection with a practiced flick of her wrist, ensuring her hair was perfectly styled and her outfit remained impeccable. Satisfied with her appearance, she slipped the mirror back into her bag and finally settled onto her bunk. Mentally preparing herself to make this camp experience at least bearable—or at the very least, to survive it with her dignity intact.

date: 15/07/2024

location: london quidditch stadium

Violet might have a sunny personality, but she absolutely hated the sun. The young Hufflepuff desperately wanted a change of weather and the camp was the best place for it.
She did not want to sound mean to her parents but she wanted to return to Hogwarts so bad, something she would never even imagine she would think back in her first year.
Arriving at the camp, she could not help but awe at the magnificent sight. What could be better than experiencing her ever favorite winters in the season she hated the most.
Her excitement for the camp had kept her wide awake the previous night but she still was not the first one to be at the camp, obviously. She was rather late.
She hurried towards her assigned cabin, mentally praying her cabin mates were nice and not grumpy. But at least her best friend was going to be there. The fact pretty much comforted her.

The interiors of the cabin surprisingly reminded her of the Hufflepuff common room, cozy. It was not exactly of the shades of yellow and green but the coziness sufficed. Violet looked around, finding majority of her tentmates had arrived. Pretty much everyone but Vasilius. The young girl slightly smiled in greeting before approaching one of the empty bunk beds at the end.

outfit: Reducio

mentions/interactions: Reducio no one really in particular as of yet but @Elisa Shakestra @Ernest Baird @Prat Pass @Cass Ito @Ula Takahashi

"English"

"Russian"

Summer camps were the last thing Vasilius would spend his time in, for the previous 2 years the young boy had spent his summer vacations buried under books in his Manor. The gentle sound of pages flickering was enough to rush a sensation of relaxation onto the boy. On the other hand, going to summer camp meant not getting even a single minute of peace to read his books because of all the stupid activities out there, but this time he had no choice but to attend this hell which people call summer camp, his reason mainly being the fact that his first broom race as an official member of the Durmstrang team was set during the summer camp, which gave him no choice but to sacrifice his precious time for some stupid camp.

As Vasilius walked into the Quidditch Stadium, his eyes directly fell on the huge area filled with snow. The cool winds made the young boy feel cheers in his back, slightly reminding him of Durmstrang, a place where he is nothing more than a person living in the shadows, one with no friends or proper acquaintances. He was, in fact, even a kind of a mystery to his roommates, one that never spoke or interacted with them, to whom they were invisible, but not like he cared. To him, friendship was never to be trusted, as it could be broken at any time, and the last thing the boy wanted was to walk on the fragile path of friendships. He had Violet and she was enough for him... or was she?

As Vasilius was making his way to his tent, his mind not very pleased with the fact that he might even have to share the tent with Mudbloods or half-bloods, the young brunette felt as if spending even an hour with such kind was way below his dignity. As the young boy slowly entered the tent, which appeared to be where he would be staying till the end of this hellish camp, his eyes instantly fell on a familiar blonde figure, one who he would recognize even miles away. Vasilius couldn't believe that after nearly 5 years, Elisa Shakestra, his once best friend, was now in front of him, her eyes just as bright as before but now with a hint of mischief. Seeing her was enough to make the boy's mood worse, just when he was mentally prepared to deal with people, one of them turned out to be her of all.

Before the boy could ruin his mood much, he slowly walked to the side where Violet was resting and took the bed under hers. The now grumpy boy threw his bag onto his bed while trying his best not to get seen by the blonde girl. He slowly climbed onto the bed, trying to observe the people around him, and that didn't help him at all. It made him realize the bad days he is going to be seeing soon, as the tent was filled with all the worst people to share a room with... an arrogant pretty-faced girl, a dead quiet loner, an overly enthusiastic fellow, an ex-friend, and to make things worse... a FILTHY GOBLIN

@Ernest Baird, @Violet Rohr, @Cass Ito, @Ula Takahashi, Meghan Alcatraz FairBairn @Prat Pass

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Reducio

Those who have attended a previous summer camp at the Hogwarts Campgrounds may find this "tent" to be particularly welcoming, as the Cosy Cabin tent is less of a tent and more of a log cabin in the shape of one, with its outer walls composed of fragrant pine logs stacked atop each other. Firewood is stacked up neatly next to the entrance, near a dark, wooden sign indicating that this is "Cosy Cabin Tent #X". Rather than a standard tent flap entrance, the Cosy Cabin tents have simple wooden doors, with various pots of paint stacked up next to them. Your first test as tentmates will be to select a color and paint your door.

Inside the tent, a stone fireplace stands large and prominent against the back wall, its fire filling the space with cosy light and warmth. Above the roaring fire on the mantel sits a stack of parchment and quills, with a note in elegant, loopy cursive left next to it: "Let go of what no longer serves you." If you're carrying burdens and grievances from the previous year (or years), consider this your opportunity to release yourself of them through cleansing flame. In the center of the tent is a gathering space with a variety of comfy places to sit, and art supplies like easels, paints, sketchpads, and charcoals are readily available. Mugs and supplies for hot cocoa, as well as a little fondue kit, are set alluringly on the center table.

Lining the walls are eight wooden bunk beds, four on each side, decorated in the same white, tan, and brown colour scheme as the rest of the tent. Each of them have their own little nooks for storage, and are far comfier than any bunk bed has the right to be. They're the perfect distance from each other for staying up late whispering to your bunk neighbor, and have a peculiar magical quirk of occasionally swapping bed occupants without warning during the night. Don't worry, this likely won't affect your beauty sleep! It'll just give you a fun little surprise in the morning.

Tentmates: @Ernest Baird, @Violet Rohr, @Cass Ito, @Ula Takahashi, Vasilius Nighthawk My inpc

Elisa had hoped too soon as the person whom she was praying not to end up in her tent showed up, Ernest Baird, while he was one of her best friends, what she feared was that now he would have to deal with her shenanigan and just when her luck could get any worse, the handsome goblin threw his bag right under the bunk she was, unaware of the creepy crawlies that she had dropped on it, Elisa awkwardly chuckled as she looked at him, "Ernest! Didn't expect to see you, I'd have loved to walk with you but got here way early", as Elisa was about to speak more to distract Ernest from the bed, suddenly the door of the tent opened, this time rather loudly as a familiar gremlin walked into the room,

The sight of Cass instantly caused an emotion of annoyance to plaster on her face, erasing the previously mischievous expression on her face, that guy was never good news, at least to her they weren't. According to Elisa, Cass was the kind of genius who'd pick a fight with a brick wall just because they felt like it, completely unknown to the fact that maybe, just maybe, there might be some consequences. But then again, who needs common sense when you have bravado? Everyone other than Cass did.

"I have a name" she muttered, knowing the fact clearly that the days that follow would be quite troublesome knowing how much Cass and Ernest argued, their last childish argument for a stupid pancake had ended them going as deep as insulting each other's blood, now this time, it could just get worse, Elisa sighed while mentally preparing herself for the upcoming days when another girl walked into the room, Elisa couldn't help but admire how composed the girl was, but yet again she had thought too soon, the words that followed the girl made it clear, she was no decent person but a spoiled brat introducing herself herself as Ula, in such a young age, Ula's arrogance was much worse than that of some pureblood adults, but Elisa's annoyance of both Cass and Ula instantly dissapeared when her eyes fell on the certain bunk Ula had carelessly tossed her bag onto, it was one of those bunks where Elisa had dropped one of largest amount of insects, as those creepy crawlies clearly visible continued to move around the expensive bag, Ula remained clueless, clearly more worried of her looks, Elisa slowly chuckled as she called out to Ula, "Who would even want to touch that bug-covered bag of yours? Or are those the treasures you specifically warned us to stay away from? Because I think I’d rather wrestle a troll than touch that!" she pointed at the disgusting roaches and snails that moved on the bag while her face held a fake smile, highlighting her displeasure of the girl.

Just as Elisa thought her tentmates could get any worse, she saw two birds of the same feather walk in one after the other, first being Violet and second being Vasilius, a person she had hoped to never see again. Elisa's opinion about Violet was mutual but Vasilius? she'd rather sleep out than spend time in the same tent as him, she had never expected to face him again, after what he did, years ago, Elisa chuckled bitterly as she got of her bunk, walking infront of the duo as she bitterly whispered "Look who it is? The coward betrayer, How was it backstabbing me and then moving to Russia without a word to avoid me?", Elisa made sure she was just audible to Vasilius and Violet, she knew that after this Ernest who was completely unaware of her past friendship would for sure bring up questions and her actions themself were quite haste but then again, after how Vasilius had broken her trust in the past, she just couldn't act normal while the very person who at one point used to be her best friend walked into the room.