<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/MhEVnI4.jpg)</div><strong>Character Name:</strong><em>Elle "Ellie" Greene (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=341012.msg16146281#msg16146281)</em><br/><strong>Wearing:</strong><em>As pictured: Jean jacket, white undershirt, black leggings, basic sneakers and socks.</em><br/><strong>Time:</strong><em>June 10th, 1:15pm</em><br/><strong>Location:</strong><em>Down River</em><br/><strong>Tagging | Mentioning:</strong><em>Angel, Billie, Devina, <strong>Edgar</strong>, <strong>John-James</strong>, <strong>Robin</strong>, Sean Platt</em><br/><hr/>Ellie's expression fell away and went entirely blank when her would-be partner just lackadaisically brushed off their combined lack of knowledge with six little words that always seemed to challenge fate. There were numbers adding up here, and Counselor Platt's note on the ease of Kayaking rang loud and clear in her head. "Right. Well, I appreciate your willingness to drown with me but I think we should probably go for the kayaking thing like the counselor suggested." Ellie managed scrunch her features into something of a mix between sheepish, doubtful and perhaps a sprinkle of completely wigged out.<br/><br/>But then she snorted, shoved at his shoulder playful and nodded a head toward the river outlet they were all supposed to race to. "Bet I pull my shit together and manage to get there before you do." She flashed the boy a cocky grin. Then was out of the canoe and setting herself up in a Kayak instead. She scrambles a bit to get herself situated now that she was lagging behind the rest, but with no more than a small handful of shenanigans, she actually managed to get herself inside it without tipping the whole thing over. "Phew!" She wipes a bit of sweat from her eyes and glances back toward Robbie curiously.<br/><br/>She was glad he'd found a partner so easily, even if it wasn't her<s>dammit</s>, but she wasn't sure how much skill he had with a canoe either. His family used to go on camping trips frequently enough in the old days, but she didn't remember anything involving water more than perhaps some fishing and creek rock hopping. Robin actually looked about as comfortable in that canoe as she had moments earlier -- and likely in no small part due to how the conversation fell apart. "No,<i>dingleberry</i>," The girl shot at Thorne immediately, an eye roll trailing along with it. "He was talking about what he learned about make up in<i>his</i>experience.<i>Sheesh</i>" She turned with a huff and started paddling further into the water. "<i>Not everything is about you.</i>"<br/><br/>Man, suddenly she felt like she was reprimanding Jimmy and Chanel again. Those two were<i>always</i>going at it with each other, and playing negotiator or referee was often left to her. "You two better hurry up or you're going to get left behind." She warned as she started toward the river mouth just like the counselor had instructed. It felt like he'd whistled ages ago though.<br/><br/>