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☽ Remedy, a Summer Camp for “Wayward Juveniles” ☾

Tempest listened to Mason talk, captivated. She didn’t know many Leoh who transformed and she had always found the process extremely interesting, especially since no one was really sure how it worked on a scientific level.

”Wow, I’m jealous. Flying must be amazing. I’ve always wished I could do that.” She had wanted to fly ever since she could remember. She couldn’t imagine how amazing it must feel to have the whole world at her fingertips, not to mention the convenience. She would never be stuck in traffic again. ”I bet you aren’t as scary as you think you are. Besides, you’ll fit right in here. We don’t really have the concept of monsters here.” She paused and made a face. ”God, I sound like Lilac.”

She smiled coyly when he winked at her, finding the light flirting entertaining. ”Of course, it must be hard to find out you’re a Leoh. I’m glad I’ve known my whole life. And it’s not like you’re alone in your aversion of the sun, I mean, there are quite a few vampires here.”

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☽ Remedy, a Summer Camp for “Wayward Juveniles” ☾

Just so everyone knows, I'm hoping to get one more boy and one more girl character to even out cabin assignments and then I'm gonna close this to new applicants. Hopefully I should have the boy soon, I have a friend who's interested in joining. Thanks so much!

☽ Remedy, a Summer Camp for “Wayward Juveniles” ☾

@CollectorOfMyst around puberty, which is why camp remedy is kinda perfect for them. They can learn theory and stuff before though

☽ Remedy, a Summer Camp for “Wayward Juveniles” ☾

“Well,” Tempest began after Mason’s comments about what a witch was supposed to look like, “that actually comes from early Christians demonizing Pagans and Wiccans." She decided to cut herself off there. She could get going for hours about early witches if someone let her. Her ancestors had led some amazing lives. "It’s a long story, but most of us are actually quite good looking with the help of potions and such, and we age more slowly than humans.”

Tempest started to feel bad about making that comment about Emilia looking so young as the girl mentioned the challenges of growing up in a doll’s body. She had a difficult enough time as a Leoh, trying to fit in as a human and knowing she would always be an outsider. She could never tell her human friends the truth about her. And she wasn’t two feet tall. “I’m sorry for giving you a hard time about your height earlier, it was uncalled for.” She apologized.

She listened to Mason talk about what it was like to be a gargoyle, completely fascinated. “That’s really cool, I’ve never met a gargoyle before. How did you not know what you were before, if you can’t always control when you transform? Didn’t that happen to you before you found out that Leoh exist?” She was getting a little ahead of herself, but she was curious. She liked to learn about different species of Leoh. She also hoped that her lack of surprise would help him feel better, since he was obviously nervous about revealing his species to them. She wasn't freaked out by any species; she had met so many different types while travelling with her family that she was pretty much numb to the whole 'monster' thing.

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☽ Remedy, a Summer Camp for “Wayward Juveniles” ☾

Tempest bit back a smile as the little girl gave Mason a hard time, choosing not to defend him since he could probably do it himself. She almost laughed when the girl claimed Tempest was out of Mason’s league, feeling strangely flattered.

And okay, the kid had a point as she went into saying appearances could be deceiving. Tempest knew that. She probably shouldn’t have jumped to a conclusion like that. She made a mental note to apologize for that later. She didn’t need to make an enemy of her roommate. She also made a note to find out what the girl wanted to talk about. Tempest figured she owed her that much.

She watched as another tiny kid joined their little group. She easily figured out that the kid was her roommate’s brother, and from the brief sentences exchanged between the two she could also tell that the boy was the more mild-mannered of the two, as well as the fact that being that tiny must be pretty hard. She briefly wondered if the two of them lived in a dollhouse year-round, where the furniture would actually be the right size for them.

She looked back at Mason as he started to ask her questions. ”No, it’s not rude to ask what type of Leoh someone is. Yes, naiads are real. A few live in the lake, actually. As far as determining what’s real and what’s not, typically if more than one culture has some version of it in their mythology, then it’s a real thing,” she paused, ”I’m a witch, by the way.”

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☽ Remedy, a Summer Camp for “Wayward Juveniles” ☾

@tenma tendo I seriously love that Tempest has a rainbow soul

☽ Remedy, a Summer Camp for “Wayward Juveniles” ☾

Tempest had been listening to what Mason said but froze stared down at the little kid ranting at them, nothing short of dread dawning on her.

"You're my roommate?" She frowned. "What are you, five? Last I checked you have to be thirteen to be here."

When Reimred had told her she was going to be rooming with a newbie, she had figured it'd just be some awkward thirteen year old with braces still going through their anime phase, not a toddler. She'd be damned if she was going to be roped into babysitting some kid for her whole summer. She so wasn't going to do put up with that. She just hoped this kid couldn't like, cry through the night about missing her mom or something. She also worried the kid was a snitch. She wasn't going to be able to get away with much if there was a snitch living with her.

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☽ Remedy, a Summer Camp for “Wayward Juveniles” ☾

Tempest turned her attention away from the toddler that had been muttered her name when they were approached by a boy. She looked up at him, wondering why she was so popular all of a sudden. The thought died when she realized this boy was quite attractive. She listened politely to what he had to say, making a note of his French accent. She wondered to herself what kind of Leoh he was.

She openly checked him out, completely unashamed. She finally met his eyes and smiled. "I'm Tempest." She shook his hand, lingering a little. "I've actually been coming here for three years. You don't need to be anywhere specifically right now, today is pretty much just time to explore the camp and get to know some of the people here."

She wondered if this summer might be more exciting than she was worried about. At least most Leoh boys her age were really cute, unlike human boys. She supposed she had forgot that little fact. At least she had some flirting to look forward to.

@tenma tendo @tybalt capulet

☽ Remedy, a Summer Camp for “Wayward Juveniles” ☾

@collectorofmyst I'd call it a dominant trait, though I'm not sure that's entirely accurate. If one parent has that trait, the child can end up with it. It's more rare for a child to not have the magical gene if one parent has it. The skipping generations thing is really rare but happens occasionally.

☽ Remedy, a Summer Camp for “Wayward Juveniles” ☾

Tempest fiddled idly with the earbud that wasn't in her ear and held her tray with her free hand. The camp hadn't been so populated the previous summers she had been there, and she all she could think about was how long the line for the showers would be.

Her plan to make the best of the summer wasn't going so well.

She was scanning the mess hall for kids she might be interested in getting to know, since she needed to make a new group of friends, even if they wouldn't replace her friends from last year, who had been so freaking cool. They had been part of the reason she was as cool as she was now. She had learned from them. Honestly, she would've been excited about coming back if the camp took eighteen year olds. At this point she was just happy that she was still in contact with them, though she had only been texting and video chatting with them for the past year.

She was lost in her thoughts and worries about how different the camp would be this summer when she heard someone saying her name. Normally she'd figure she'd just been imagining it, since she didn't really know anyone, but when she heard it more than once she figured someone was actually looking for her. She looked around to find the culprit but didn't see anyone. That is, until she looked down. There walked a tiny girl who didn't even reach Tempest's hips, muttering her name over and over to herself.

"Do you need something?" Tempest asked the girl, wondering what on earth a seven year old was doing here.

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