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Thread: A Different Turn to Make (Alvis and Malice)

Esther giggled. Thats corny, very corny, but I am quite privy to corniness, lucky for you. She smiled at him and then refocused her attention to her food She was suddenly famished and she ate with a little more gusto. Not like a pig but she took bigger bites and chewed thoughtfully, mouth closed and enjoying every bite of the food. Once she finished and she did actually feel full, enough so that she didnt take a second helping, she got up and threw her plate away. Sitting back down, Esther wiped her mouth with a napkin and glanced at the time on her phone. Five more minutes and lunch would come to an end. She wanted to spend more time with him. But there was a party this Friday that would offer a lot of opportunity for just that. The lunch bell rang, signaling the end of and time for students to get to class. Esther stood up after packing away the leftovers and put them in the bag. She moved beside Chad and kissed his cheek. Do you want to meet me after school for a little bit? Or do you have practice? She had about thirty minutes after school before color guard practice started. Heidi knocked onto the ajar door before pushing it open and stepping inside. There she found Gideon, a rather stout stump of a man but with an air of authority that one didnt dare cross. Heidi had a strong exterior but there was one person she certainly feared over anyone else and that was Gideon. He was like a spider, silent but potentially deadly and it was only after he struck would one realize the misfortune they fell upon by crossing paths with him, or even crossing him. Swallowing carefully, she stepped in and clasped her hands together in front of her, her purse slung onto her shoulder. She looked him over and nodded her head as he acknowledged her. She was silent, nothing giving way to the sort of trembling feeling she felt on the inside. But she was confident in her worth to him that he wouldnt just kick her out or fire her. She was an asset. She knew it and he knew it too. Hopefully far more of an asset than Harrison Trenton. She didnt deal directly to those customers but she could swindle a lot more than any regular Joe. No. I do not. She stayed where she stood even as he moved in closer to where she was. She didnt flinch or wear her fear on her arm. He decided to walk away without paying. It wasnt a lie. It was exactly what Harrison had done. He assumed that it was just fine to charge it to your account. But it is not free. Though it was her job to bring in the money, but Harrison walked away before she got the chance. He was gone too fast. It was my mistake. I will accept that and I will not deny that. I will also accept whatever consequence you see fit. She said it impassively, almost emotionless.
Thread: A Different Turn to Make (Alvis and Malice)

Chad paused, weighing his options. Practice, yes, but... I can find a few minutes at least, sure. Will you meet me out behind the building? By the fire doors? He asked her. Esther wasn't a freshman, everyone who had been in the school more than a week knew that the fire doors were where people went when they wanted to stay out of sight. Drinking, smoking, and other, more carnal acts had been done there since the school had been built. It was a long tradition. Of course, some people simply liked it because it was quiet and out of the way. Gideon didn't speak for a half minute, moving around the table, impassively playing out his pool game. When he fired off a shot that dropped the eight ball smoothly he turned back to Heidi. Now lass. Ye make offers ye nae understand. Gideon Caffal is nae a man ye make offers like tha' tae. Not if ye value yerself even a little. Were ye mine tae punish, ye'd be stripped and kicked into a room o' me by's, and they'd fuck every hole o' yers until ye could nae longer recall yer own name. And then... He shifted his grip on the pool cue in his hands, and there was the moment where it seemed like he wasn't an older man holding a tool for a game, he was an underworld boss holding a narrow but solid club. The heavy end tapped her shoulder lightly, a gentle but firm reminder of that fact. ...after I beat ye within an inch of breathin', I'd throw ye in a hole and leave ye there until ye knew the full weight of the error ye had made. He locked eyes with her, his eyes a light blue, and looking colder than chipped ice. He held her gaze for a full minute, letting the tension build before looking away. Without warning or preamble he swept the cue across her face, striking her chin with the heavy end, snapping her neck around, before hammering it into her stomach. A final blow to her back had her on her knees. He used the cue to lift her eyes to his again, no mercy or pity in that gaze. But count ye lucky stars lass that ye are not mine tae punish. Ye still belong tae the Pin, and while he be needin' ye more than the other way around these days, know that he will know the weight of my annoyance. And ye keep this in mind the next time ye think about movin' up from his emply to me own. There be money to be made lass. But there be risks ye may not be ready to take. Think well on tha' lass, before ye next come to see me fer work. He walked away from her, setting his cue back on the rack, and then moving to his desk. Now pick ye'self up, and get the fuck out o' me bar. He looked at some papers, and began writing, as though she was already forgotten.
Thread: Camp Murder   (Casket &  Marie)

Oh Lord... Point out which one it was when we get there, Mia said shaking her head with a sigh. She let him open up the trunk, there was plenty of space in the back for his things along with what she'd brought. I am indeed Mia Varon. I'm a teacher at the school those little heathens were recruited from. See if they get any extra credit this year... Little brats... She gave a smile as she listened to him speak, extending her hand to shake his. She was a good bit smaller than he was. Standing only about five foot four on a good day. She sat cranked up the AC for him, though it chilled her a little more than she cared for. She knew he'd need it after walking in that heat. Though it did cause her nipples to press firmly against the tight spandex and lycra yoga top she was wear. Her sports bra did little good to hide them. I've been working with kids for years, I've had most of these kids in class, so it shouldn't be too difficult reigning them in. Though, I will admit... They chose a strange bunch... These are kids who wouldn't look twice at each other in school. Save maybe Freddy and Quinn, she said softly. Quinn pulled up next to the van, making a face at the condition it was in. Rolling down the window as she looked out to survey the scene. This was not what she had in mind for her summer vacation. She should've been out by the pool, spending time with her friends... Stupid DUI... If that cop had just let her blow him to get out the ticket like she usually did she would have to be dealing with this bullshit right now. But she needed the money to pay for the ticket. This blows, she said softly. She rolled the window down and leaned out. What? We can't get in? Dayana pushed the car door open and got out, needing to stretch her legs. Fuck this, I'm not dealing with this pop princess bullshit for a minute longer, she said. She had on a pair of black five inch platform combat boots. They were covered in spikes and plates of metal. Day, shouldn't we wait on the counselors? Marley cried out after her. Whatever, Dayana said. Walking off, kicking rocks around her feet. Not expecting to run into Freddy pissing. Fuck sake dude! She quickly turned her back.
Thread: Camp Murder   (Casket &  Marie)

Quinn giggled as she watched Michael freak out as she pulled up. She knew why he was freaking out, she saw him beating on the side of the van. She recognized the paint job. She'd smoked with Jason on a couple of occasions, so she knew he had to be carrying. She was going to get some before those stiff assed counselors got there. Aww, poor little Mikey... Still don't like me after all these years? She asked. Her tone was dripping with sarcasm. She slipped out of the car, turning it off. She was going to move over to Jason when Freddy moved between the van and her. Yes Freddy, that DUI is why I'm stuck here at Camp Loser... Instead of off with the others at a real lake house, partying, drinking, and getting high like I should be... Dayana yelped as Freddy pushed her, shrieking as mud and swamp water filled her skirt. You are dead roids for brains! She screamed. Standing up, mud dripping down her thighs. Marley saw her coming back and quickly tried to intervene. Day. come on... Don't start anything yet... It's the first day... We don't wanna get into trouble before this even starts do you? Marley asked softly. Looking up at her. Her voice softening. I know you're here because they gave you the option of this or juvie... If you get into trouble you'll be sent straight to juvie... Don't do it... Dayana sighed, Marley was right. She'd gotten in trouble enough times that they'd told her it was juvie or do this summer job, no pay... She nodded. Biting her lip. Heading for the Hummer she grabbed her bag, banging on the side of the van. She needed to change, and his van was more private and had better music than that prissy ass Hummer did... Still, I won't let them be disrespectful to you like that. Regardless of what they did to you overseas, Mia said softly. Looking up at him with a small smile. As they pulled up she bit her lip, seeing that it looked like things were already getting a little crazy. No, I don't have a key... I would've thought that they gave it to you, she said softly.
Thread: Camp Murder   (Casket &  Marie)

Well, I didn't actually notice it until you pointed it out... Quinn said softly. But uh, glad you didn't piss yourself... She moved passed him and against the van as Jason opened the door for Dayana. Dayana was seething. That bone headed neanderthal shoved me right into the mud... I need change. Mind if I use your van? Dayana asked. You can stay in here, I don't care. So Jay, I know that smell... And before the counselors... Shit.. She said as she heard them pull up. Groaning in annoyance. Marley smiled as she saw Michael. Greeting him with a small hug as she often did. Tugging uncomfortably at the shorts. I did really well thanks to your help... I don't think I would've passed without you. I swear I think Varon is trying to make my life miserable... I mean, this is high school English. We should be reading something much harder to comprehend then Lord of the Flies... I read that in middle school... She said softly. Mia stood up. Getting out of her car. Let Dayana get changed, and we'll begin discussing what we'll do next... As it appears... Neither of us have been given a key... She said.
Thread: Camp Murder   (Casket &  Marie)

Dayana stripped out of the clothes, undoing the corset and letting her body free of everything she'd been wearing. Quinn may have been considered one of the hottest girls in school, but Dayana had an all around better body. She had more curves. Compared to Quinn's barely there B cups, Dayana's near Ds seemed somewhat outlandish on her petite body. Made more evident when not pressed down by a corset. Yeah, I do have a great body, she said softly. She moved across the van so she was in between his knees, grabbing the bag of pot. If you share this while we're here... I'll make sure it's worth your while. She winked at him before moving back over to get dressed. Making sure not to put on the platform combat boots this time, though they were still thick, clunky. Covered in metal spikes and plates. Putting on a pair of faded black jeans and a black tank top, not really feeling like trying after hat asshole pushed her into the mud. Mia blushed as he took her bags. Hank, you don't have to take my bags... She said. Looking up at him with a smiled. I can take them myself. As they walked she shook her head. Well, Quinn needed the money. She's got to cover the cost of a DUI from just before summer started. Dayana, poor thing. Her parents were never really around much, she didn't have a lot of guidance. So in return she started acting out. Now they're threatening to put her in juvie if she doesn't do this, no pay. Marley, well... She's being raised by a single father. He doesn't his best, but he doesn't always get it right. He works a lot. So she tries to do as much with school as she can. The boys... Well. They're probably here for the money, Mia explained. Marley was tugging at the shorts as they walked, trying to pull them down. Especially as she noticed Michael staring. I... Yeah... My dad bought them. I love him, but... He doesn't really notice things all that well... Like me growing six inches between the beginning of the year and now... She said softly. So these shorts are way too short... It's kind of uncomfortable actually.... Dayana looked up at him as he said this, imagining getting drunk and high with him. This was going to be a good time after all. Can't drink all of it in one go... She laughed. Gotta save it for the rest of the trip unless miss wine-o has her usual stash... In which case... We may be good.... Quinn rolled her eyes at this, she knew Freddy was a douche, but he used to be a douche with a nice cock. She hoped the rumors about his juicing weren't true, otherwise his one redeeming quality was shot... She walked with him. You realize I have a concealed carry permit, and a hunting license? This is Florida... I'm not about to go into the woods without a gun... She said. That would just be dumb.
Thread: Camp Murder   (Casket &  Marie)

Mia enjoyed the work, she had always kind of liked getting sweaty and dirty. It helped her relax. It was part of why she became a yoga instructor part time during the evenings after school let out. She liked to sweat and stay in shape. It didn't hurt that it got her out of the house and away from her ex-husband... He had filed for divorce, stating that they had irreparable differences. She wasn't really sure what he meant, or where it had come from. She had spent their who marriage making sure that his every single need was met. Which had included joining that swingers club just to make him happy. As it turned out, he'd left for a younger woman. She sighed softly, shaking her head as she tried not to think about it. Hearing Hank mentioned the boys and girls staying in the same cabin. Giggling a bit as he brought up the no sex rule. Glancing up at him and seeing the blush o his face. Hank, do you really expect a bunch of seventeen year olds with raging hormones who are staying in the same cabin to keep their hands off each other? She asked softly. You're likely to have better luck herding cats... At least cats listen... Dayana smirked as Jason brought up the archery range. Think we can get away from the watchful eyes of mom and big brother over there? She asked. She looked at the pair, Mrs. Varon seemed to be flirting with Hank... It seemed odd to Dayana, though she knew the woman was going through a divorce so it shouldn't. Might have just been because she was her teacher. It seemed off to think of her as having emotions, let alone sexual desires.... Quinn may have fibbed about the permit, she had her father's hand gun though. Her father was a big time hunter who went out hunting almost every weekend during hunting season, and being his only child he has always expected Quinn to go with him whether she really liked it or not. So from the time she was a little girl, she had been going hunting with her father. She was a pretty good shot if she had to say so herself... Hmm, a dip in the lake might be nice... Cool off a bit, I hate being hot and sticky. I hate doing work.... I can't believe I'm actually doing this... Quinn said. It better be enough to pay off that stupid ticket. Or so help me... Marley was just slightly younger than the others thanks to where her birthday fell in the year. Not quite seventeen yet like the others were. She had pulled up her hair to keep the dust and grime out of her hair as much as possible. She was sweating like crazy. Even in the shorts her father had bought her. Heh, yeah. I don't really have a smart phone... My phone is older... My dad can't afford a new one, so I have to wait till the end of the year to upgrade, Marley said. Holding up an older model flip phone. I have signal though. Guess it's the difference in the older and newer phones...
Thread: Camp Murder   (Casket &  Marie)

Marley bit her lip. Sighing as Hank told her to go get the luggage. She was the skinniest of the girls and probably had the least muscle. She groaned as she struggled to lift the suit cases, Dayana's felt like it weighed a thousand pounds as she tried to tote if to the boy's cabin. By the time she got Her's and Dayana's there Mia had gotten everything into the counselor's lodge. Noting that there were two rooms. One of which appeared to have fairly trashed by some kind of animal. Mia grabbed Quinn's suit cases, noting that she was the only person who had two. Rolling her eyes a bit at this fact. This girl was going to be a handful. She set the suitcases down before she took Marley back down to begin the boys bags. Noting the differences between each bag so she could keep the separate and not mix the up. Dayana walked with Jay, smirking as he got brave. Her hips swaying as they walked. She had every bit the confidence that Quinn did. She just displayed it in a completely different way than the cheerleader. Her confidence didn't come from wearing short skirts, and flashing her body to people. Instead it came from dressing in black and dying her hair outrageous colors whenever the mood suited her. They opened up the old shed. Looking around, she heard Jason's question and knew it was loaded. She looked back at him with a smirk. Moving in close to him. That's a loaded question Jay... You just wanna make out with me, she said softly. Looking up into his eyes. Her shirt just low cut enough at that height to give him a view down her shirt. But, doesn't mean I'll say no... Quinn watched him strip, she bit her lip. She'd heard rumors he was bigger than that... She shrugged, slipping out of her shorts. She slipped her shirt up over her head. Her body sculpted from years of cheerleading and gymnastics. Her body taut and tight. She dove into the water rather than making a huge splash like he had disappearing and reappearing a ways out in the water. You're such a lair, this water feels great! She cried.
Thread: Camp Murder   (Casket &  Marie)

Quinn looked around, realizing that Freddy had disappeared. She began to swim back to shore. Knowing that this could get dangerous, very quickly. There were gators in Florida lakes, and any number of other things that could've dragged him under. She started yelling for help, hoping that either Mia or Hank would hear her from there. It was a long shot, but it was a chance she was willing to take. Then when she was grabbed she let out a scream, her first instinct was to lash out. Kicking her foot back at whatever her grabbed her. Her eyes going wide upon feeling a pair of teeth sinking into the tender flesh of her ass. Dayana inhaled the smoke from him, letting the flavor mingle with that of her lip gloss as they kissed. She took the joint from him, giving him a curious look as he said his mouth would be busy. Then he began undoing her jeans and she knew just what he meant. She certainly wasn't going to argue. She knew he'd struggle getting her jeans off. They were skin tight, that was just how she wore them. He did eventually manage to get them off though. She moaned as his face moved straight in without hesitation, she sucked down a good bit of the joint in between moans. One hand gently on the back of his head as he tongued her clit. Making her squirm gently under him. Marley yelped as the door to the cabin slammed shut, her heart pounding in her chest as she heard him saying that he'd seen something in the woods. Had that story Dayana told them on the way up here been true? Was the Pigman real? Mia was the first to react and push the door open, seeing Hank holding Michael to the wall she quickly intervened. Hank! Hank, that's just Michael... Put him down... She said soothingly. Marley rushed over to Michael as soon as Hank let him go, seeing the blood her eyes went wide. She bit her lip gently. She was about to ask if he was alright when Michael ran off. She shook her head. He's right, you're dangerous.... Marley said. Marley ran off after Michael, Michael wait! Come back! At least let me take a look at it! Marley was trained in first aid, had been since she started baby sitting for money when she needed cash to help pay for a bill her father hadn't been able to afford. She hoped that he would at least let her take a look so it wouldn't get infected. She knew how easy it was to get infections out in this environment. Mia sighed softly. Hank, are you okay? You got a little glossy eyed there... I've seen that look before. In my students that have been abused, usually because they have PTSD... she said softly. She moved very slowly, gently taking the K-Bar from his hand. Lets put this away.
Thread: Camp Murder   (Casket &  Marie)

Marley let her fingers touch his back gently as he stood in front of the fire place. She couldn't help but smile as he talked about how he would've kicked Hank's ass if Hank hadn't gotten the drop on him. It was kind of cute to see him acting that way, the bravado was a little over the top, but she didn't mind. She moved to sit on the side of the chair, her delicate fingers using an alcohol wipe to clean the wound. That thing was sharp, it's a bit deeper than it looked at first, she said softly. Shouldn't require more than a little bit of gauze and some tape, and some antibiotic cream so it doesn't get infected. Never know out here. She didn't seem to be bothered at all by the fact that he had his shirt up, despite her shyness, her drive to make sure was okay was overruling it in this case. Sitting on the arm of chair she folded a piece of gauze, putting some cream on it and holding it against the wound while she tried to unstick some of the medical tape. As she did she lost her balance and ended up falling right on top of him, her face turning bright red. Oh my god, I'm so sorry, she said softly. She quickly began to pull away. Quinn's eyes went wide as Freddy popped back up, his face now covered in blood. She covered her mouth, she made her way to the shore with him. I'm sorry Freddy, but you scared the shit out of me... What was I supposed to do? I didn't know it was you! You could've been anyone, anything for that matter! She cried. She began putting her underwear back on. Better get dressed, Hank and Mia are gonna wanna look at that... She said. Dayana was moaning as licked and fingered her. She offered him hits off the joint now and then when he came up for air. Hearing his suggestion of moving to the tall grass, she bit her lip. Okay, and just so you know... I'm covered, she said. Holding up her arm. Three full year of birth control baby. Mia touched his hand gently as he handed over knife. It's alright, I'm not blaming you Hank, she said softly. She watched him move off with a sigh, letting him move around and check the area again. Seeing him kneeling down and calling for her, she moved over. Looking intently to try and see something... To her it looked like a bunch mud... But she supposed to a trained eye it could've been tracks... I don't know... I suppose it could be tracks... I've never really looked for that kind of thing though... She confessed.