[OOC] The Elder Scrolls: Vengeance of the Deep (Page 31)

I love how everyone's been posting awesomeness again.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY VOLTY

P.S. Time for part 6 :D (It's really hard writing stuff for a cast of 15 T_T and this took like 3 or 5 hours to type.)

DAWN OF THE SECOND DAY

The following morning, Sion tired and grumpy as usual arrived at school. Unfortunately on time as the vans to transport the students awaited in front of the building along with numerous students. He spotted Elayna, Thyra, and Cub huddled together and off to the side away from most of the other students. Elayna noticed him approaching and signaled for him to come over which he reluctantly did. "Okay... I don't think alot of the other students saw what happened last night..." the breton said in a hushed voice. "Did you ask around?" Thyra asked in which Elayna nodded. "Good, good... I think we're in the clear then... I don't want anyone to know about it." "...Neither do I... I didn't get any sleep at all last night thanks to that crap...I do not have fleas..."

"Okay you little shits, get in your respective vans assigned to you!" The group turned their heads to hear Principal Hralvar announce angrily to his students. "...Any reason he's in a bad mood?" Sion asked. "Someone stole his moonshine yesterday when he wasn't in his office and he's sober now... he's going to be in a bit of a bad mood for a bit." Cub answered the khajiit's question. Sion silently gulped and decided to change the subject rather quickly. "Uh... by the way. Were we lucky enough to get the usual group assigned?" "Yep, there's perks to being friends with the Principal so, no strangers." Elayna took the turn to answer the next question. "Anyway... I guess we should get in the van..." All four turned their heads to said van, but remained still. They each had the same worry of if the others saw what was on the midnight channel, but had not choice but to start walking.

As they neared the van eventually, Sion quickly counted the heads he saw sitting in the car. Zaveed, Sevari, Marassa, Reigenleif, Zainat, Francis, Blade, Vurwe, Rena, and a random man in the driver's seat. Yep, they were all there. Each one of them. Rena was the first to take notice the four were approaching. Sion couldn't hear what she said when she noticed, but what followed afterwards was everyone else turning their heads which was followed by a burst of laughter from all but the confused man. The four groaned, and Thyra opened the door first. "Everybody run! It's the snowbeast!" Rena laughed. "Not. Funny." "Oh come on, that was hysterical, you got to admit that." "Just shut it girl." Then Sion entered the car and felt the weary stares from his fellow khajiits. Quickly facing them, he shouted "I don't have fleas!" in a plea. "Y-yes, don't worry Sion, we know its not true..." Marassa barely got the words out. "I don't..." He whimpered as he shuffled in a seat away from any of the other cats. Next Elayna got in the car, Francis sniffed the air and started to fan his face. He pulled out a can of axe body spray and started spraying the whole car, effectively making everyone in the car cough and the girls to start gagging. "Oh God that stuff is horrid, stop spraying it please!" Reigenleif cried. "Like, I tots don't get why guys buy that stuff. No girl wants to get near a guy who smells cheap." Vurwe barked. "Well, maybe if Elayna didn't reek of her special friend, I wouldn't have sprayed it!" "I don't get high that much okay!?" Cub looked inside the car and noticed it would be a tight fit. "Oh just get in Cub. You can sit back there. It's not like you'll weigh down the car or anything." Vurwe took a jab at the orc. "I'm big boned and muscled...." He whimpered, struggling to get in his designated seat. "Okay settle down everyone, it's time to head to the camp site. My name is Jeff and-" The man was cut off by an annoyed unison cheer of "Hi Jeff..."

"A-and I'll be your camp counselor..." With a sigh, Jeff the camp counselor drove the group.

With precise timing, they arrived at the camp site entrance as Jeff pulled up to a station. The cars were all lined up as each camp counselor one by one had to show ID for entry, eventually it came time for Jeff to do so. "I'm going to step out for a minute. Be back soon. And don't touch anything." He announced as he stepped out of the car. The group paid him no mind and continued to chat for a bit until someone became impatient. "I'm sooooo getting tired of waiting. It's not like we can't drive there ourselves." Vurwe whined as she got up from her seat and began to move to the driver's seat. "...Vurwe? What are you doing?" Zaveed asked the spoiled girl, concerned. She didn't respond back until she sat down."Just like, speeding things up a bit and some junk."

Vurwe stepped on the gas hard. And the car started moving backwards, fast. "Oh em gee!" She cursed jumping out of the seat in a panic. "...and the camp councilor is behind us!" Sion yelled as he looked out the window. To be precise, the councilor was clinging to the front of the van directly behind them mortified. Zaveed hopped into the driver's seat and stepped on the same pedal Vurwe did to try to make the car drive forward. However he too, didn't realize the car was in reverse so, said car drove back even further and faster. The khajiit panicked as well and hopped out of the drivers seat. Luckily for them the van happened to stop only two inches away from the councilor. "...Well this was a great way to start a camping trip: murder..." Marassa groaned. The group stared at Jeff in unified silence who slowly managed to pull himself together with a scared and angry look on his face. Their heads simultaneously moved as they watched him move to the driver's seat of the car. He got in the car, and slowly turned his head to face everyone. "Didn't I say not to touch anything...?" He asked with an eerie tone to his voice. Everyone nodded their head once in agreement. "Be sure to follow the rules kids. Or else." He threatened. Everyone nodded their heads once again. "Good." He finished and drove the car to the designated camp site for the group.

EVENING OF THE SECOND DAY

The group just finished setting up camp and were preparing to make dinner as they all sat around the campfire, joined by Hralvar and Gorzath who were assigned as the teacher representatives of the group.Sion stirred one of the pots of chili for a bit when Zainat approached him with a log to add to the fire. "Hopefully this will speed things up a bit Sion..." He said as he tossed in the log. "Thanks... this is taking a bit of a long time..." the khajiit whined as he kept stirring. Zainat walked away and leaned against a nearby tree, feeling the same hunger everyone else was feeling. Trying to distract herself from the hunger, Thyra scanned around the group and noticed Sevari fiddling with a video camera. "Hey, why did you bring a camera out here for?" She asked, approaching him. "I figured it would be a nice thing to bring along to remember our trip out here." "Yeah, it'll be nice remembering when we first contracted the plague..." "Fourty one... fourty two... yo Sion! Sit on my back, you stirring the pot won't make it cook any faster!" Blade called to him as he did push-ups. The khajiit sighed and shook his head, obliging and left the pot. He sat on the argonian's back in an indian pose by crossing his legs with the look of annoyance and exhaustion. "Oh, look what I found guys!" Rena exclaimed as she showed the group a wooden thing(?) "What did you find there Rena?" Gorzath asked. "I think it's a maple syrup spigot! It must have been left by the people who stayed here before us. Guess its ours now." "Yeah, that thing will come in handy the next time we're lost in the woods with a stack of pancakes..." A snarky remark came from Sion. Hralvar just finished another fourty ounce bottle of beer, burping loudly out of the blue. "And... he's already started drinking..." A sigh from Gorzath. "Not that I should be shocked..."

"*urp* right, right, sleeping arrangements! Everyone remember who they're tenting with?" The old man announced. "I don't." Sion sighed. He was too tired to remember anyway. "Sion, you're with Cub." "Well there's an unexpected plot twist." The khajiit groaned in his thoughts. "Why him? Why can't I tent with Zaveed and Sevari?" He spoke. His eyes glanced to the two khajiits with weary eyes again. "I DON'T HAVE FLEAS!" "Its not *burp* that Sion, and stop yelling!" "The girls took the tents that fit three people each Sion. Blade is the second largest person here so he has to get the last tent that would fit three, and Cub is the largest here requiring the largest tent. You're the thinnest and shortest of the guys, so it would be easiest for you to fit. The teachers are taking the single tents while Zaveed and Sevari took the double." Zainat explained to Sion, earning a groan.

"Okay, I am totally not waiting anymore. The food is taking like, suuuuuch a long time to cook...why are we choosing to eat this garbage anyway?" Vurwe whined as she stood up. "Because it was your idea to eat the crap food first so we'd eat the better stuff later." Came from Marassa. Vurwe pouted and walked up to Francis as she held an empty plastic cup."Like, can you give me the axe spray?" She asked. Confused, Francis dug in his bag for the spray and handed it to her. The girl opened the top and poured a little of the liquid into the cup before handing Francis back the spray, walking away from him and to the campfire. "Vurwe what are you doin-" "This should speed things up." And Vurwe poured the liquid into the fire. She lept back and everyone flinched as the fire shot up quickly in one burst. Luckily for them, no damage was done. Unluckily for them, Jeff stood over and behind Vurwe. "Do you think that was funny little girl?" He lowly spoke in his eerie tone again, only this time with soulless eyes. She screamed as she whipped around to face him. "Only you can prevent forest fires. Don't start them. Follow the rules, or else." Vurwe and everyone else who had nothing to do with the incident gulped and nodded once. "Good. I think the food is done anyway. By the way, another rule. When its lights out, everyone is to remain in their tents for their own good. Understood?" Everyone nodded once once again in confirmation and a bit of fear. "Great, now, come on everybody, let's eat." He confirmed and everyone practically scrambled to the pots of pork and beans, chili, and rice. "Hold on! Me and Reigenleif cooked this! We should get at least a bit of a taste test ya know?" Sion barked. Everyone exchanged glances and shrugged. "Fine, but ONLY a taste." Thyra demanded. Sion smirked as he dipped his spoon in the pot of chili, taking a quick bite.

Then he started flailing around, gasping for air. The frantic khajiit pushed passed everyone and searched for his canteen of water. He rushed to it falling to his knees, pleading for life. He chugged, and chugged, and chugged until he was able to talk again. "It's bloody spicy!!! Reigenleif! What spices did you use in the pot!?" He shouted as he returned to drinking the water. "I-I just used regular spices!" "What else!?" "Well, there was the meat and the peppers-" "What kind of peppers!?" "Ghost peppers!"

Everyone stared down at the pot with a pained expression. They were all hungry and had no choice but to eat the ghost pepper chili...

NIGHT OF THE SECOND DAY

Sion was finally beginning to nod off in the tent. Such a long day and he was finally getting the chance to sleep. Until...

Cub rolled over on his side facing Sion's back. "Oh...what a cute wittle bunny wabbit." Came from his mouth. Sion slowly opened his eyes and turned his head to look at the orc. It looked like he was asleep, dreaming about something. "...Great, he's sleep talking..." The khajiit sighed as he turned back over. The sleep talking orc placed his arm on Sion's neck and snatched him up, hugging him like some ragdoll. "Put me down please..." "Just what I always wanted, a wittle bunny wabbit. I will hug him and love him and care for him and call him George..." Cub spoke again. Sion's eyes were practically bulging out of his head. "Cub! Wake up!" Sion tried to yell. But his voice was a bit muffled and he still didn't wake up. The khajiit tried his hardest to escape the bearhugging, and couldn't. "D'awww George, i'll feed you, and play with you, and pet you..." And Cub started to pet the top of Sion's head. "...Hmmm... George, you need to be brushed better or you'll get fleas..." "I AIN'T NO BUNNY RABBIT AND I DON'T HAVE FLEAS!" Sion roared like a lion as he bit down on Cub's arm. Cub yelped as he woke up immediately and tossed Sion aside.

Zainat and Francis were holding their fingers in their ears, trying to block off the loud sound known as Blade's snoring. It should also be mentioned that the argonian was sprawled in the center between the two; each of his arms holding them down. "We'll never get to sleep like this..." Said a whining Francis. "Could try waking him up again..." Said a groaning Zainat. Francis struggled but managed to pull one of his bags to him, pulling out a blow horn. He brought it to Blade's ear(?) and pressed down on the button. A loud screech came from the horn, hurting Francis' and Zainat's ears, but the argonian still didn't wake up. Francis sighed and tossed the blow horn. "...I'm a bit against using unneeded violence... but... maybe we could hit him-" And on cue, Francis punched Blade with whatever strength he could in the face. Blade still didn't wake up. "...Cover his mouth with a pillow then?" Francis took his own pillow and stuffed it in Blade's mouth. It did manage to drown out most of the snoring and the two sighed with relief. Until Blade(still in his sleep) shook the pillow from his mouth which promptly landed on Francis' face. Covered in drool.

"....Sion." Cub called to the khajiit. No response. "Sion?" "What Cub?" Sion quickly answered. Evidently him faking being asleep didn't stop the orc from trying to wake him. "...I need to go to the bathroom..." Cub shyly spoke. There was a pause before Sion responded. "Then go out your side of the tent and pee." "The tent zipper is stuck... I need to go out through your side and you're in the way...." Sion sighed as he made room for Cub to go pass him and outside of the tent, immediately returning to attempting to sleep.

Meanwhile, Gorzath was peeking outside of his own tent, looking around to make sure no one was walking about. Nope, the coast was clear. Gorzath quietly left his tent and moved a few feet away from the other tents with two slices of pie in his hands. Eventually he was able to spot a familiar figure standing by a tree who rushed over to his side; embracing him. "Oh darling, I missed you! Being cooped up in the trunk of the car was awful!" Famed actress Liza Minnelli cried. "It's okay my love... look what I brought you..." He whispered as he handed her one of the pies he held. "Oh, I just love your pies sweetheart!" She exclaimed as she took the pie and began to eat it. "And I, love you my dear..." Gorzath responded as he began to kiss her, eventually necking on the trees with the pies filled with giggles and laughter.

The khajiit and the orc laid in silence for awhile, until the orc's stomach began to growl obnoxiously. The khajiit was ignoring it successfully, but the orc wasn't. "...Sion-" "What is it now!?" He snapped at him. "...I'm hungry-" "Why didn't you eat more when we had dinner!?" "The chili was upsetting my tummy and we ran out of everything else..." Sion loudly sighed before returning to ignore him. Both sat in silence again before Cub's stomach growled once more. "Don't you have any snacks on you-" "Do I look like your fucking mother!? Look, Elayna's a stoner, she'll have snacks, go to her tent!" Cub sat still until he decided to crawl over Sion to open the tent and leave out of it. Eventually he made his way near one of the girls' tents. However thanks to it being dark, he stubbed his foot hard on a rock. He lifted his foot up to hold it in pain and hopped over to the tent.

"And they never heard from little mary sue again..." Elayna spoke holding a flashlight under her chin; with her bloodshot eyes in a eerie tone in her voice before nomming on an oreo. "G-god why did Vurwe and Rena kick me out of the tent just so they can write their fanfic..." Reigenleif cried as she, Thyra, and Marassa were hugging each other. "T-that, was actually a really terrifying story about a one legged big foot..." Marassa added. Elayna smirked with accomplishment when the girls heard a loud thumping coming from outside the tent. Thyra quietly demanded Elayna shine the flashlight at the direction of the sound; which she did to see a large looming shadow of a being right outside. "I-it's big foot!" Reigenleif cried once more. Marassa scanned around the tent to find one of the large empty pots they used to cook near her. She picked it up and sat right by the tent's entrance. "On my mark Thyra... open it..." She stated. The nord held on to the zipper and waited for Marassa to count down as the shadow leaned down more. "Three... two... one!" Thyra opened the tent, and Marassa bashed "big foot" hard in the face. "Big foot" then stumbled back in a daze before tripping and hitting his head on a rock. Elayna shined the flashlight out of the tent and the girls saw "big foot". "Oh shit, Cub!" Thyra cursed as she went outside. He was knocked out cold. "Quick, get him inside!" All four girls with all of their strength barely managed to get Cub's head alone in the tent; the orc was too heavy to move. "What do we do?" Elayna asked. "I'll go get help." An answer came from Marassa.

"Any threes...?" Sevari asked Zaveed. "No, go fish." With a sigh, Sevari picked up another card. "You know... I still can't see a damn thing in the dark with this camera. Can't even get the night vision to work either..." Sevari complained lowly. "And I can't see why kids love cinnamon toast crunch." "Heh, funny." Sevari responded, half-smirking. "Hey, you two still awake?" Marassa's voice came from outside. "Yeah, come in." Zaveed answered. Marassa simply poked her head in the tent before speaking again. "We need your help. Cub's unconscious by our tent and we can't lift him." Zaveed and Sevari exchanged glances before looking back at her. "...Why?" "Uh... I'll explain later..." "...okay...why didn't you go ask Blade? He could lift him easier than we could."

In their tent, Blade was sprawled across Zainat and Francis, resting his head near Francis' face. "...There's literally a waterfall pouring out of his mouth." Came from the soaking Francis. "We-" "Really-" "Need-" "to-" "wake-" "him-" Zainat could barely finish his sentence as the argonian's tail was wagging like a happy dog's; smacking him in the face with force each time. Then, the owner of the tail burped; poor Francis' face scrunched up from the smell. "Great, he's gassy..." He whined. Then both of the two still conscious were overwhelmed with panic on their face. They struggled, and struggled, and struggled to get Blade off them but alas, it was too late. A loud distinct sound came from the argonian's rear, followed by a strong distinct smell. Zainat and Francis begged for freedom. "Get the axe Francis, get the axe!"

"41 bottles of beer on the wall, 41 bottles of beer, you *burp* take one down... *hic*, pass it around..." Hralvar took another sip from his bottle, finishing and tossing it to the side. "40 more bottles of beer on the wall!" Le old man cheered in his drunken stupor. He was almost entirely nude, save for his boxers covered in red hearts. He opened up another bottle of beer and started chugging away until he felt the need to mark his territory in the woods. Shaking his head a bit with a smile, he walked out of his tent and proceeded to find said territory to mark.

"Okay everyone...heave....HO!" Zaveed exclaimed gritting his teeth as he, Sevari with his video camera strapped on his head, Thyra, Reigenleif, Marassa, and Elayna lifted Cub off the ground. All were moaning and groaning as they used all of their strength to carry him. They were half-way to the tent when they saw a flashlight moving nearby which briefly shined on them. "Are...people still walking around at night?" A slow but loud, eerie voice called out. The group freaked out and dropped the orc, and all scattered in different directions.

"Are... people still walking around at night?" Gorzath heard the voice and flinched wildly. "Shit, people are still awake!" He cursed. "Come, we'll hide you somewhere!" He added as he took the pie covered Liza Minnelli by the hand and started to run off with her. Unfortunately he lost his footing and fell with her in a bush. The two remained silent and still for a few minutes unspotted by anyone. "I think... we're safe darling." Liza Minnelli whispered. Gorzath nodded in the darkness and the two began to neck again with the pie on the ground in the bushes. Until Liza Minnelli stopped them. "Darling? Do you smell that?" She asked as she sniffed the air. "I only smell the deliciousness of our love..." He said staring down at her until something nearby was seen in the corner of his eye. Both turned in the same direction to see a cute, adorable, skunk. "Oh, shit."

Hralvar almost went on his leg when the voice scared him silly. Barely managing to get himself together, he bolted from the tree and into a tent. But, thanks to being intoxicated, he didn't pay attention and ran into the wrong tent.

"He grabbed her arm and pulled her close, staring deep into her fierce eyes. He brought his hand to her thigh, and slowly caressed every inch of her being. "Oh Gods how I've been waiting for this day!" She shouted in unbridled ecstasy. "And I you..." He purred into her ear, moving his mouth down to her neck. She let out a short gasp when-" Rena was interrupted when Hralvar barged into the tent in nothing but his undies. She and Vurwe screamed in horror as Hralvar quickly shut the tent and raised a finger to his mouth to shush the two with a pleading look. "Please, quiet! The camp councilor is still outside!" Hralvar explained. The two girls stared at him, and Hralvar stared back until he realized they weren't necessarily staring at him so much as staring somewhere else. The principal looked down, flinched, and crossed his legs. "Look can I please hide here till he goes away?" He pleaded once more. The tent remained silent until Vurwe gave an unassured nod. "Thank you... and please don't tell anyone about this..." Hralvar said as he sat down. The tent remained silent again until Hralvar spoke once more. "...so, what are you two doing?" "Writing." Vurwe quickly answered. There was another silent pause. "...May I read some of your writing...? I could help proofread it you know..." Vurwe and Rena exchanged glances before Rena took the role of answering. "Sure."

Amidst the chaos, Zaveed ran on his own and quickly barged into Sion and Cub's tent. He accidentally stepped on the sleeping khajiit's tail which made him become the not-sleeping khajiit who instinctively yelled. Zaveed cupped his hand over the confused Sion's mouth and shushed him. The older of the two waited a few minutes before letting go of Sion's mouth, sighing with relief. "Boss, what's going on?" Sion worriedly asked. "Sion, I need your help." Zaveed responded with his own statement instead of answering. Which either way didn't matter as Sion gleefully cheered... "Senpaiwhatdoyouneedhelpwithyou'resoawesomewhateveryouneedI'mhereI'llspillthebloodofthenonbelieversforyou-" "I need you to help Cub." Zaveed cut him off. The sound of glass breaking could only be heard by Sion as he stuttered a "what". "Long story, we need help to carry Cub back in here." Sion remained silently before begrudgingly nodding. The two left the tent and found the still unconscious orc nearby as well as the rest of the group standing over him. "We got lucky that time... even luckier he didn't spot Cub..." Elayna groaned. "Okay, once more everyone....heave-!" Thyra chanted as they all worked together to carry Cub. "Boy...his mother...must have had a fun time giving birth....!" Elayna groaned once more, struggling to hold him up.

Eventually they made it to the tent and rolled him inside. Or tossed him. "Great, he was covered in mud and dirt and so am I..." Sion whined as they stood outside of his tent. "Guys..." Thyra started to speak. "what the hell is that?" Her finger was raised pointing in the direction of the woods. All turned their heads and noticed a tall, slender man in the darkness. It was far from them, but they all noticed it had several things wiggling by where its arms should be. "Everyone, in the tent!" Zaveed commanded and all jumped inside the now cramped tent, sitting wherever they could but most if not all had to sit on Cub. "Mind if we stay here a bit Sion?" Reigenleif asked in a fearful tone. "Anytime!" the khajiit mimicked the fearful tone. Sevari was quickly tinkering with his camera when a scared expression fell on his face. "....so, I got the night vision working. Take a look everyone..." He said as he held out the camera. Everyone minus the unconscious Cub looked on the screen to see a thin man wearing a suit with tentacles coming out from his back. Only he had no face....

It wasn't long before Cub finally awoken with a headache, wondering why so many people were in their tent. "We'll explain tomorrow Cub...we'll explain tomorrow..." Marassa sighed with a bit of guilt. "It's... probably safe now so let's all go to sleep..." Everyone but Sion and Cub left the tent still struck with fear and quickly rushed to their own tents. However when Reigenleif approached her's she heard a voice coming from inside. A man's voice. "Wow, you two are really excellent *hic*!" The voice complimented what should be the two she was tenting with. She unzipped the tent and peered inside to find Hralvar, in his boxers, sitting in between Vurwe and Rena. The three stared at the blank faced nord before Hralvar managed to get out a "I can explain...*hic*"

Sion and Cub laid in their tent, finally with some piece and quiet. Until Cub's stomach started rumbling again. That's right, he never got to ask Elayna for snacks. He turned over and poked Sion. "Hey...Sio-" "Go the FUCK to sleep Cub!"

And so, everyone slept, or tried to sleep peacefully tonight so they could begin their new dawn tomorrow. Yay :3

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