<div class="floatleft">(https://cdn.discordapp.com/attachments/367683602978177038/956956079558897685/BarnOwlPlushie.jpg) (https://i.imgur.com/y65EY7V.png)</div><strong>Character Name:</strong><em>Edgar "Apple" Appleton &amp; Mr. Owl (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=341012.msg16145796#msg16145796)</em><br/><strong>Wearing:</strong><em>Black sneakers, white socks, blue bell-bottom jeans, tie-dyed t-shirt, brown vest with beads</em><br/><strong>Time:</strong><em>June 5th, 9:00pm</em><br/><strong>Location:</strong><em>The Orchard</em><br/><strong>Tagging | Mentioning:</strong><em>Incoming: Liam, Danica, Devina | OPEN </em><br/><hr/><br/>It wasn't exactly a secret that Edgar was planning to sneak off to the orchard for a little smoke sesh. None of the campers had been here long, but it had been a<em>wild</em>few days, man. He needed a chance to unwind. It was after light's out, and he'd invited a few of the cool cats who had seemed like they'd be interested in comin' along. Not all of them would he figured, but that's pretty chill too. He'd snagged a flashlight, and Mr. Owl hooted quietly from the air as Apple walked south from the cabins and towards the orchard, pressed up against the lake. He'd seen the place earlier and been enthralled, a few nice big rocks to lounge on, the view and sound of the lake, and if they wanted snacks? Nature provides!<br/><br/>He'd even brought a little radio along, figuring as long as they keep it quiet it'll all be good. None of the administration buildings were nearby, after all. Grinning to himself and just enjoying the night breeze, the beads on his vest click as he arrives at the spot he'd drawn a little 'map' to, in order to tell people where to show up. So for now he wedges the flashlight into the rock pointing upward, and flops backwards to stare up at the shadows it makes in the trees, watching as the branches sway.<br/><br/>He'll at least give people time to show up, he figures, then they can break into his stash. Mr. Owl alights on one of the branches, keeping lookout. They had a pre-arranged signal just in case the stuffed animal saw anyone they didn't want catching on to them. Three hoots for the fuzz, two hoots for a camp counselor, just one for any of the campers.