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Thread: Camp Lockheart | IC

Name TC Location Edge of Forest TC listened to her tirade and didn't try to interrupt. He was a bit surprised but hardly shocked by the amount of anger in the young girl. He didn't run to keep up with her but kept up his pace. He knew these woods like the back of his hand and he would find her eventually. She was just a kid after all, and he had dealt with plenty of kids in his day. Her next step though, he had to admit, surprised him as she turned and aimed her bow at him. His steady stride did falter but only for a half step. Thomas Covenent was pretty good at reading people, and while he had been wrong before, he was pretty sure she wasn't a killer despite her bold words. I'd rather a good clean chest shot. He told her as he took off his leather vest and tossed it onto a low lying branch. She was pretty damn steady for a young girl drawing down on a human, could she really be that cold? More likely she was bluffing. He kept walking his hands going to the bottom of his shirt, stripping it up and over his body. I've had some pretty bad ass people try to kill me on three continents...I suppose Europe would make four. As he cast his shirt aside, his well formed chest showed several well healed scars as if he had gotten them years before. One was clearly a bullet hole in his left shoulder and as he turned around to show a few more scars the exit wound was clearly visible, it had gone clean through luckily for him. As he turned back to face her he said But none have been as pretty as you, so I guess I'm moving up in the world. His smile was sincere, but his eyes bore into hers with a promise that there would be repercussions if she crossed him. Now if you got the balls, young lady, to let that arrow fly, I can't do shit but take it. I will tell you I have proved pretty tough to kill. You go do as you will in this forest, if you want game there is plenty there. I will promise you though, that if you kill animals for fun, or turn that on another camper, I will spank that fine ass of yours with your own bow until it is as red as your hair. Do we understand each other? He left the question hang in the air while he put his shirt back on and turned to get his vest. As if on cue, the dog's head butted her ass to give her a sniff as dogs are prone to doing.
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Name TC Location On his way to Cabin 1 Dre simply threw his bags on the first bunk he saw, gave a quick look around and was headed back out the door. He felt like he had been given a second chance at life and wasn't about to let a moment of it go to waste. He resisted the urge to run, wanting to seem at least a bit cool about things. In his mind though he decided he didn't know anyone here and they didn't know him. He could simply say what was on his mind and not worry about his reputation or anything like that. It was liberating in a way. He found cabin 1 and knocked on the door, not sure of the protocol. When no one answered he poked his head in but it was empty. He could feel something like butterflies in his chest which was pretty unlike him. He had never had a problem with girls but he had been in his own element, on top of his little paradise in the Caribbean. Now he was a stranger in a strange land and he only had words and actions to win her over. He spied her again, her small size making it easy for her to blend in but when she turned he noticed her right away. She still had all her stuff and as she adjusted her bag on her shoulder he thought maybe he had his opening. He walked up to her and said Hi, I'm Dre...Andre actually. Can I help you with that? It was about as far as he could get before he got lost in those blue eyes again. He could only hope she responded favorably cause all the words he had planned were suddenly lost. They were quite a picture of contrast, the petite and fair beauty, and the tall dark dreaded young man towering over her.
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Name Melinda Location Near Cabin 1 The girl paused there as she looked up at the giant stranger, and unconsciously she took a small step back as her eyes darted over him, uncertain if he was a camper or counselor. He looked like someone who had every reason to be brimming with self-confidence and authority, but his words seemed almost as nervous as she felt, and at that thought, she was reminded that he had asked a question. Her mouth opened slightly to answer, before realizing she didn't have the words yet. Help with that... Help with... Oh! she blurted and nudged the bag with her elbow, almost laughing at herself. She had packed light and it wasn't exactly a burden, but she stopped herself just short of refusing the offer, remembering the strange disappointment of boys at school. It'sSure, thanks... She shrugged the strap off her shoulder to hand the bag off to Andre with a bit of a smile. It's not much, but definitely closer to nothing for you, she remarked while looking him over again, before snapping herself out of it, straightening her posture and looking out toward the cabin. I guess this one is yours, too?
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Name TC Location Near Cabin 1 Andre took her bag, relieved she didn't just snub him or flee in terror. He smiled at her compliment, unable to get enough of those beautiful blue eyes. He really couldn't remember ever feeling so insecure but he had to admit the thrill of it all was pretty exciting. No...I wish...I'm in Cabin 2 over there. He pointed the short way to his cabin, already regretting his luck but determined to make the best of it. I just arrived myself and getting to know my way around, I think we have a bit of time if you want to look around together a bit? He actually had no idea what the schedule was but everything seemed casual enough at the moment he figured they had time to kill so why not put it to good use. Should we drop off your bag first...ah...hey I didn't get your name? It didn't look like he would need to get her phone number, this place seemed pretty rustic, he wondered if they even had service here. Right now though that was the least of his concerns, he mostly wanted to not say anything to scare this little angel away. At nearly a foot and a half taller than her, he felt he had to be extremely careful or he might break her. Of course that would involve some actual physical contact, he hoped that would be something he could work up to soon but he was ready to be patient with her, she seemed well worth it.
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Name TC Location Edge of Forest TC had a moments notice as he heard the bow's release before he saw the arrow, thankfully, sail past and strike the tree ahead. Well that went well. He said to himself as he let out a deep breath. A girl like Kaige needed a soft hand but he was confident she would come around in time. The arrow had been close but he was confident she had hit what she was aiming at. You just never knew what sort of emotional baggage kids brought to camp and Kaige seemed to have more than her share. Now though it was time to see who else had arrived and hopefully catch up with his favorite little Indian...Sioux to be exact. The dog on the other hand, recognized the girl's bow and made an instant friend. He would much rather hunt than hang out in camp and he loved having his ears scratched. Her words were pretty much just noise but he was anxious to hunt and didn't sit too long to enjoy her petting. Soon he was trotting out in front, his nose going a mile a minute. He knew exactly what he was looking for, his very favorite. He was soon into the brush and driving a big fat rabbit right towards her.
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Hey, she laughs as the dog moves. Whatcha after boy? Oh I get it. You wanna hunt too? Okay. Kaige had never had a hunting dog before, but she more than welcomed the chance. Her steps were soft behind the dog, as she let him lead. Her hand had already retrieved another arrow, and she was ready if the time came. The dog seemed on the trail of something only he could smell, and she watched him with concentration. As he headed into the brush, she stopped, pulling back on her bow, ready. When the brown rabbit leapt from the greenery, she aimed and let go. The arrow struck him, halting his escape. She grinned. Good boy. Good boy! She grabbed the arrow, hoisting the rabbit up with it. Hes a fine kill. Bet youd like some. As her inspected the rabbit, she thought about how she was going to prepare him. She knew she didnt have a pot or even a blade good enough to do the job with her. No. She would have to go back to camp for that. Camp. That was where he would be at she assumed. You know your master might want some of this. After all you are his dog, and you helped me get him. What do you think boy? Think I should share him? The dogs eyes looked up at her as his tongue hung from his panting mouth. I know. It makes no sense to you, and I keep talking to you. Come on boy. Lets go get this rabbit prepped and you some water. Ill share with you though. She headed back towards camp, rabbit in hand and the dog following. It wasnt until she started to emerge from the forest that she noticed him again. Oh well. Its now or never. She held the rabbit high in the air so that he could see. Wanna help, she mouthed to him. Skin him, cut him, cook him? Kaige was relaxing a little more now, and it showed on her face.
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Name TC Location Middle of Camp TC had returned to camp to see that Andre seemed to have made first contact with the girl he was mooning over from the moment he got here. He gave them plenty of distance, there was plenty of time and if they could learn from each other, all the better. Another young man had checked in and he simply gave him directions to his cabin. He seemed rather withdrawn and TC wasn't really the kind of guy to push himself on another. He figured the boy would come out of his shell in his own time and in his own way. That was how he pretty much dealt with all the campers, he was here for them but they were old enough to come to him if they needed something. He couldn't help but think about the wild red head that threatened to shoot him today. She was going to be a handful but he had to say he liked a challenge and loved a girl who wasn't afraid to get outdoors. There were simply too many little princesses out there for TC's liking. He liked to get dirty in more ways than one, and it was fun to find a girl who shared that attitude. Of course it would be ideal if he wasn't bleeding to badly when they were done. As if she was conjured from his imagination he saw Kaige running towards him accompanied by the dog. It wouldn't be wholly accurate to say the dog was his, they were more companions than a conventional petowner pairing. Oddly he often felt he had more in common with the dog than many of the campers. He was at least pleased to see that Kaige didn't have another arrow notched and aimed at him. Instead she had a nice plumb rabbit skewered on one of her arrows. The thrill of the hunt seemed to have soothed the fire within her as she seemed to want some help with prepping the meat for the fire. Sure he mouthed back and held up one finger for her to wait as he went to the counselor's cabin for his knives and a few cooking supplies. He generally didn't invite campers to the counselor cabin, it was their refuge. He looked at the empty bunk, hoping they filled it soon, a bit of femininity certainly would be welcome again. He returned with a satchel that had his field dressing kit and led Kaige to one of the large stone hearths they could use for cooking. He got a fire going first, so they would have some nice hot coals. He pulled out a skinning knife and held it out handle first to Kaige. You can use this as long as you promise not to use it on me. He said, his smile letting her know that he was more than willing to give her a second chance. TC wasn't one to hold a grudge. He had his own share of trouble when he was Kaige's age.
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TC could hardly believe this was the same girl who not long ago was swearing like a sailor and threatening to shoot him with her bow. She sounded like a typical teenager though he did keep an eye on her especially once he handed her a knife. Of course he watched for more than just his concern for self preservation. She really was attractive, in a semi-psychotic sort of way, and he had learned from experience that crazy had both good and bad points. Sure she might try to kill him but he could easily imagine her being a sexual powerhouse as well. At the end of the day, she might very well be worth the risk. She certainly seemed to like the dog though, and the dog had usually been a pretty good judge of character in the past so maybe there was hope for her after all. TC was content to listen to her nearly non-stop stream of consciousness monologue. He wasn't a big talker anyways, preferring to listen and then to act, more than giving speeches and pedagoguery. He did though offer the comment He doesn't belong to me. Referring to the dog of course as he didn't really take care of the dog like a traditional owner. They just seemed to connect on some subconscious level and the dog stuck around. Somehow the thought of 'owning' him seemed almost peculiar to the counselor. TC also watched to see if she actually knew what she was doing when it came to dressing and cooking the rabbit. She was certainly no stranger to a knife or to rabbits for that matter. He found few enough that had any skills and fewer still with such great tits. My how she could talk though. Even after she put the rabbit on the coals she kept talking. It was not the way he would have done it but he looked forward to seeing how it turned out. He wasn't at all opposed to learning from a camper as much as he might teach one. He did enjoy silence though and as her words continued to flow he decided it was time for action. He came close to her, ostensibly to retrieve his knife. I'll take that then if you are done with it. She seemed rather stable at the moment but he still felt better having it out of her hands. As he cleaned the blade and put it back in his satchel he turned back to her. In one quick fluid motion he took her into his arms and kissed her. He pressed her hot young body against his hardened frame, pressing his lips to hers. He reveled in both the silence and the feel of her. He wasn't sure if she would kiss him back or try to stab him but sometimes you just had to find out where you stood with someone.
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Kaige gave him the knife, a sly smile on her lips. She knew he was still unsteady around her, not sure if she would use his body as pin cushion at any moment. 'Good,' she thought. 'Always be on alert around me hippy.' She was about to voice that very thought when she felt him pull her towards him, holding her there, and pressing his lips to her own. Her eyes were wide open, stunned, processing what was happening here. Her hands came up to his chest slowly, and she pushed him back from her. With the back of her hand, she wiped her lips. What the fuck? Who the hell told you you could kiss me? You bastard! I do something nice for you like this, and you fucking kiss me. She shook her head. What the hell would they do to you if they knew a counselor at this camp was doing this sort of shit? Huh? Do you wanna get in..... She paused looking at him. The realization hitting her like a ton of bricks. Oh, she breathed. They do know. That's what kind of camp this is. Isn't it? They sent the campers here to be fucked by people like you? Kaige hung her head. 'That bastard. He sent me here thinking he would torture me.' She looked at TC. Her mouth didn't move. 'Good thing he doesn't know me very well.' She moved closer to him, snaking her hand up his chest. If you wanted me to be quiet, all you had to do was ask. She leans in, her plump lips gently kisses his neck, the start of a trail her mouth would take to his chin. Her eyes meeting his. If you wanted to fuck me, all you had to do was ask. A simple thank you for the rabbit would have done, but I'm willing to..take..anything you're willing to give. Her step-father may have thought he was hurting Kaige by sending her here, but he truly did not know her. She would revel in the touch of the people here. Male or female, she didn't care. All she wanted was what she whispered to him next. Touch me. Her lips graced his lips in one quick kiss. She was gaging him, giving him a chance to respond. Kaige wanted to see exactly what this man wanted.
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Owen McGrath stands outside of his cabin, calling out to the passing by campers that looked lost and searching for cabins. Cabin 3 was his, but he knew where everyone belonged so was able to direct them. He had set them himself so he should know. Most seemed well directed already, so Owen didn't have all the much to do, so he continued to stand outside his cabin, waiting for his campers to arrive. Blair White pays the taxi man with a small smile, thanking him for the ride. He didn't really mean it, but keeping face was important. He knew the camp pamphlet and site was a sham. A former camper had told him what this place was and he was ready to start sampling what this place had to offer. Tsk tsk tsk. Poor pickings. He says to himself walking through the camp. He only say 2 girls in the whole camp so far. A little disappointed, he hears his named called out by one of the people in charge, Owen he came to learn as he came close and found out this was his Cabin. It wasn't long before Blair was settled and back out in the camp, looking to start making friends.
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It's not quite like that. TC told Kaige as the realization came to her that this wasn't quite like any camp she had been or probably even heard of before. His tone was not unpleasant though despite her return to near hostility, she certainly seemed on a hair trigger. Of course most of the kids that came here had some problem or another but Kaige seemed to have more than her share. Despite, or perhaps because of those problems, TC had a high interest in her. In due time my dear. He said in answer to her comment about being fucked. But he did take a strong calloused hand from her waist and let it slide up to her right breast, squeezing the firm young flesh as his thumb brushed across the tip to stimulate her nipple through the fabric. Sex, he was certain, wasn't her problem and he had to resist the temptation to take her direct to a cabin and bang away at her. He wanted to take her to the next level, something a bit beyond simple physical gratification, mutual masturbation as the Catholic school clergy used to call it. Not that he prescribed to all that anymore, no far from it, but there was ancient wisdom in some of that nonsense. I think your bunny is burning he said teasingly as her distraction from cooking was not doing their meal any good. It was still salvageable but only if she acted quickly. Neither her fiery outbursts nor their burning dinner ruffled TC's calm demeanor. He knew he had to be careful with this one, but he wasn't going to let her draw him into her cycle of anger. He took his duty to teach seriously and he was pretty sure he had figured out a first lesson for her.
Thread: Camp Lockheart | IC

Her mind reveling in the feel of his hand on her breast was snapped back to the here and now as he mentioned their food burning. She quickly pulled from him, rushing over to it. Reaching in she moved the bunny from the hot coals and over to a flat surface. Her hands were shaky as she worked. Kaige didn't speak as she worked. Her mind wasn't even completly on the camp. It was him. Her step-father. She remembered how he smiled at her when she climbed into the cab. 'He sent me here to be raped and tortured by these thugs they call counselors. Little does he know I fucking like it.' Her thoughts did little to soothe her hurt feelings though. It was just another show of how much he hated her. He actually wanted to bring physical harm to her, but she was already aware of that. It was why she felt it necessary to sneak in and out of the house all the time. It was simply easier than dealing with him. More than once their fights had come to blows, and she had walked away with a bloody nose or split lip. She continued to work on the bunny, her eyes growing wet with each passing thought of the man who wanted to hurt her. Hunting had become an outlet for her to get away from him. Skateboarding, painting, and even playing music had all been other ways she had found to deal with her emotions. There was still that undeniable anger there though, and it was so simple to lash out at everyone around her. Put up those walls an never, ever let them see the real you. That was her motto. As she wiped away a stray tear, she realized someone was seeing her though. Her eyes didn't lift from the bunny as she spoke. Knife, she simply said. Don't worry. I just need to cut him up. Not you. She offered no more explanation as she continued to work, keeping a check on him out of the corner of her eye. Her trembling hand reached, waiting for the knife. Her eyes soon followed focusing on TC. In that moment, Kaige Mayfair was there. Not Salem. Not the wicked bitch of the west. Not the brat. Not even, the pain in my ass that needs to move back with her mothers! It was her. The vunerable girl that hide behind all the anger all the time was peering up at him, and just as quickly as she appeared, Kaige looked away, not allowing him to see her anymore. The knife, or don't you trust me? You wouldn't be the first. Just give me the damn knife, or you can pick up the fucking bunny and just bite him.
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TC could sense Kaige opening up ever so slightly to him. It was there for a moment and then it was gone again. It was something, a start at least. He retrieved his knife once again but didn't give it to her right away. Instead he stepped up behind her and reached his arms around her, pressing against her firm ass as she worked on the rabbit. I don't think he is quite done yet. He told her, his voice soft as his mouth was just above her left ear. How about we trim here and here? Not much burned, it looks pretty good so far He merely used the knife as a pointer before surrendering it to her by opening his hand so she could take it from him. He kept his words supportive and encouraging. Once his hands were free he brought them together over Kaige's stomach just below her ribs, pulling her just slightly back and into him. His arousal pressed into her lower back, leaving no doubt to his physical response to her. He left her otherwise unmolested to finish her work on the rabbit, hopefully to return it to the coals for a bit more cooking. He didn't release her though once she was done but kept her close. He had found sometimes a simple physical connection could mean so much between two people. Now why don't we keep our eyes on dinner, while you tell me why you think you are here? He nuzzled into her hair, inhaling deeply, she smelled of the outdoors he loved so much and something different that he couldn't quite put his finger on but it was rather pleasant. Sure it was a job and he had been trained to use psychology to help people with their problems and to do some rather unhelpful things as well but he genuinely wanted to help this girl. He had no idea what she had been through, parents weren't always honest, especially when they were part of the problem. Unlike most conventional counselors though, sex was definitely not off limts, and TC was almost certain it would be a key ingredient in making progress, even if it meant they would have burnt rabbit from time to time. Only when she began to open up to him, would he return his hands, both hands this time, to her firm young breasts.