The Field

Who: Ryan and Thorne
Where: the forest, then the climber tree
When: Day 12, shortly before the meeting
What: sharing... information
Rating: PG-13 (boys kissing, language, innuendo)

( it was about time for something good to happen )

Who: Carlita and open
What: Being sleepy, homesick, and greasy
Where: The river
When: Afternoon
Ratings: idk. PG?

( Take me to the river, drop me in the water... )

Who: Cross and Helena
Where: the forest, not far from the climber tree
When: Day 12, just before sunset
What: a reunion
Rating: PG (for deeply buried UST?)

Cross had not gone directly back to camp when he and the group that had gone East had arrived. He did not have a true explanation for that, and he didn't spend much time mulling it over in his mind, although there was a slight frown line between his brows. Maybe he should have gone all the way to the fire circle and the tree to help the others deal with the meat, but he'd had quite enough group togetherness over the past few days. He needed some decompression time, and he took it, finding a deep portion of stream and stopping there to wash away the dirt and sweat of the long journey. His skin was baked dark brown everywhere his clothing didn't cover, the warm color making his hair look even fairer and his eyes bluer.

He didn't know if they'd need to worry about skin cancer here, and he wouldn't have worried about it much, anyway. He never fretted about harm coming to himself. Cross took his time, finding some of the pods Helena had mentioned and scrubbing himself as well as he was able. He couldn't do much about his grimy clothing since he didn't have anything else to put on, but he felt much better just having clean skin and hair. Once he was finished, he gathered up the pillowcase with the few items he'd found and began trudging toward camp, walking in the forest to stay out of the sun.

He also wasn't going to examine the peculiar feeling he had that wasn't quite excitement, wasn't quite anxiety, nor was he going to ponder why he'd taken so long bathing himself. Cross could hear distant voices as he drew closer to the climber tree, and he slowed down, not willing to admit even to himself who he was actually going to be looking for.

( catching up and gifts )

Who: Alex & Quinn
Where: the smoking pit
When: Day 12, afternoon
What: ministry of a different kind


( He didn't need religion to lift spirits, though it did help )

Who: Bazzer & Rowan
When: Day 12, later afternoon
Where: the river
What: Bathing...some very minor foreplay. Barely.
Complete: yes
Rating: PG-13

( Two can be as bad as one. It's the loneliest number since the number one... )