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Day 3- White Water Rafting
Who: Austin, Legolas, Ace and Brigitte
What: White Water River Rafting
When: Mid-Afternoon
Where: The Boathouse/River
Rating: TBD
Status: Complete

Austin cracked one eye open. He heard the rustle of paper on the other side of his door and his eyes shifted to the door. It was a garish mustard color, and the rest of the colors in the room were just as bad. Sitting up, he crept toward the door in a pair of red briefs with the British flag plastered across his butt. He opened it a crack and peered out from behind his thick glasses. Seeing no one, he stuck his head out and looked down the hall. He saw a golem sticking envelopes on other doors as well and looked to his and saw there was one with his name on it.

Plucking it off the door, he shut it as he slipped back inside and went to his rotating bed. It was currently rotating and as he tried to sit down his butt moved but his feet didn't and that caused him to land on the floor with a thud. Getting up quickly, he looked around, even though there was no one in his room. A fact he quite regretted. Straightening his glasses he hopped on the bed and sat down to read the enclosed message.

Go to the boat house. You will be taking a rafting tour down the river. This is mandatory. If you do not go, a golem will find you and take you there. Don't leave until the class is finished, or a golem will take you back. "Hmm." Austin had yet to see one of these golems. The only person he'd seen had been Tonks. Austin grinned thinking of her.

The activity wasn't until later that afternoon, so he decided to figure out what to wear. That took a good part of the afternoon, but he finally settled on another pair of briefs similar to the ones he wore currently, but in a lycra material and bright blue. His swimming shorts. He pulled them on and then found a green and yellow button down shirt and a pair of brown cords. He brushed his hair, his teeth and cleaned his glasses.

By the time he was finished, his stomach was growling and breakfast was over and lunch hadn't quite begun. He found the restaurant and ordered tea and scones. Settling for some food in between meals. When he was satisfied he went out to wander the grounds until it was time to go to the boat house.

When he arrived at the boathouse, he found himself face to face with one of these golems. His eyebrows shot up and he got into a protective stance. "Hey, man. Something wrong with your face, I think." But he noticed that the man's hands were also afflicted with the same abnormality that made his skin look like a dark brown clay. He shifted his eyes around him and then back to the mute Golem. "Say something, man!" But when the golem still didn't speak Austin relaxed, wondering if maybe it was a statue.

And then it moved and Austin jerked back, jumping a few paces away. "Whoa!" When the golem directed him into the boathouse, Austin looked at him suspiciously. "What, go in there?" The golem nodded and Austin scowled. "You can't kill me, right?" The golem shook his head. The plaque hadn't said anything about not hurting people, though. Reluctantly, Austin proceeded inside and was relieved the Golem didn't follow.

He sat down on a bench and looked toward a rather nice looking television. Better than any he'd ever seen. It was looping a video about life jackets and safety on a raft. There was a pile of life jackets against a wall and Austin went to get one. Watching the video carefully, he put his on and adjusted the straps. Then sat back down to watch the rafting portion.

It looked dangerous, the way those people bounced about in the rubber boat and jerked over the white water. But, they looked to be having fun. And Austin was all about having fun. He rubbed his hands together and laughed. "Yeah, baby."