Rifts - DMH - Camp Union

[artistic-witch]

Vi ,herself trying not to puke , has blood dripping off her chin as now she starts on the steak .
She tempts to quiet her mind and calm herself down but keeps a smile as she eats the steak .

[Chaser1]

Megana wipes her mouth with the back of her hand, glaring at everyone like they personally wronged her digestive system. “Well, first of all; no one said ‘one bite.’ So that’s on all of you for being vague. Second. OW! What in the nine flaming hells just shocked me?” She points accusingly at Vi. “If you zap me again, I swear I’m hitting you with the butt end of a rifle.” She stands, sighing like a disappointed mother of twelve. “I’m getting fresh air,” she mutters, still chewing her steak like it personally offended her.

Dusty rubs his temples. “Yeah… that one’s on me. I just assumed you two knew tribal customs better than that.”

From behind her, Vi shouts, “DON’T PUKE!” Megana rolls her eyes so hard they nearly leave orbit and steps out into the frigid air, letting the cold erase the memory of blood textures while her brain drifts to Sam. Does he think about her? Or is he blissfully unaware she just ate a heart like a feral raccoon?

Inside, Vi is doing her best impression of a malfunctioning blender, blood dripping off her chin as she tries to psych herself up for the deer steak. She takes a bite, breathes, takes another, breathes again, and only occasionally gags when the memory of clumpy blood sloshes back into her mind.

Ant hops up and follows Megana outside. He stands beside her in silence for a moment, like he’s waiting for a cue from the universe. Finally, he clears his throat. “I remember my first time. Almost puked too. I know our customs are new to you, and… I’d like to help. If you’d let me.” Megana doesn’t even look at him. She can feel the flirting radiating off him like a space heater. He’s terrible at it, but at least he’s sincere.

Back inside, Dusty nudges Vi. “Slow down. It’s not a race. You can save some for later or dry it into jerky. No need to risk hurling it all back up. That’s just wasting food.” He pauses, squinting at her hand. "Also… how did you figure out how to make that slime stuff?”

[Icy_Drake]

"Ah thank you teach me when its happening please and thank you" as she looks up at the sky as she mentally sighing missing her family, her animals and sam...

[artistic-witch]

Vi looks at dusty with look of shock. " oh u noticed that huh ?? I dont know I just figured out i can control it . By chance you heard anything about how teddy is doing??"

[Chaser1]

Vi blinks in surprise. “Oh… you noticed that, huh? I don’t know. I just figured out I can control it.” She hesitates, then adds, “By the way… you heard anything about Teddy?”

Dusty raises an eyebrow. “That cocky kid you were kissing at the festival?” He smirks. “Last I heard, he went into surgery. Folks said he’d make it, but he lost an eye.” He gives Vi a sideways look. “You like him?”
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Outside:
“Ah, thank you. Just… teach me when it happens, okay? Please and thank you.” She tilts her head back, staring up at the sky as thoughts of her family, and Sam, press in on her.

“Well,” Ant begins, trying for casual and landing somewhere near nervous, “people will be turning in soon after some time around the fire. I heard they’re letting you guys sleep in your own rooms. If you need help getting yours set up, I’d be… uh… happy to help.” He keeps talking like he’s searching for the right words in the dark, and Megana can practically feel the crush radiating off him. Every sentence carries that soft, aching longing he’s trying so hard to hide behind confidence he doesn’t quite have. He did, after all, save her from being sexually assaulted a week ago.

[artistic-witch]

Vi tries to look somewhat innocent, " Teddy was asking for a date before he got jumped . I do really feel bad for him . He didn't deserve that . I just hope the message got to him that I sent. Now as for the little shock... how did u see it ?"

[Icy_Drake]

"No thanks i am good. Ill get it set up...right now i wish to left alone....i am missing some people close to me..."Megana gives a sweet smile

[Chaser1]

"No thanks, I'm good. I'll get it set up. Right now I wish to be left alone... I'm missing some people close to me..." Megana flashes a sweet smile.

Ant’s shoulders sag, the quiet slump of someone trying not to show disappointment. “Okay. I’ll just… um… leave you to it.” He gives her a small, awkward nod before slipping back inside.

In the distance, wolves begin to howl as night finally settles over the camp. The bonfire, untended and burning low, is the only source of light. A thin breeze cuts across her face, sharp enough to sting her nostrils; she can feel the tiny hairs inside her nose freezing together. The clouds have thinned, the blowing snow easing off, but the temperature keeps dropping. At least the brutal wind has died. Her eyes start to water from the cold.

Then, carried on that same breeze, something whispers, “MeGaNaAa…”
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Vi tries to look innocent, "Teddy was asking for a date before he got jumped. I do really feel bad for him. He didn't deserve that. I just hope my message got to him. Now as for the little shock... How did you see it?"

"Uh huh. I agree he didn't need to be tanned half to death. Maybe a good daylight ringing to set him straight. But I fear that the whoopin may have made him a few shades darker." He side-eyes her again, "What shock? Your slime buzz on us?"

Ant slips back into the tribal room looking thoroughly defeated. Payton immediately points at him, already laughing. "Told you, bro! You never stood a chance!”

[Icy_Drake]

Megana grabs the handle of her pistol and pull it out as she walks backwards back to the tent "Whose there!"

[artistic-witch]

Vi looks surprised at Dusty's response, " you mean u didn't feel a zap to the cheek huh , and yet you reacted to it .