<div class="floatleft">(https://imgur.com/8u49qBc.jpg)(https://imgur.com/z3USgpj.jpg)</div><strong>Character Name:</strong><em>Felix Elliot (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=341012.msg16147442#msg16147442) &amp; Hissy Fit</em><br/><strong>Wearing:</strong><em>This</em>(https://i.pinimg.com/originals/53/18/58/531858649f4d2e264b3e453766c63d47.jpg)<br/><strong>Time:</strong><em>6:35PM June 4th; Evening</em><br/><strong>Location:</strong><em>Clearing</em><br/><strong>Tagging | Mentioning:</strong><em>Layne, Liam, Dani, Lori | Janise</em><br/><hr/>“<strong>Layers are in anyway.</strong>” He chuckles. “<strong>But,</strong>” Felix tosses Layne another glance and looks the shirt over, nodding, “<strong>Very cool shirt.</strong>” It’d look equally good on the floor, Felix suspects. But that thought is one he keeps to himself, hinting at it only with suddenly cheek raising grin and mild laugh as he turns back to the path and ensuring he doesn’t end up tripping over himself.<br/><br/>Layne’s stumble over the bit of the camp gets a loud, amused, but not at all contradicting laugh out of Felix. “<strong>Some of them <em>very</em> nice to look at, right?</strong>” He clicks his tongue. “<strong>The mountains and trees too though.</strong>” You know, if you’re into those sorts of things. “<strong>Oh man, that sounds terrible.</strong>” In a lot of ways, if he was going to be moving all over the place, he’d want it to be<em>much</em>more frequent. Long enough to leave a mark maybe, short enough to ignore the consequences of that mark - or to not care about potential consequences? That might be kind of freeing. Though that might be only true from his, admittedly, unique perspective of the world. “<strong>That blows.</strong>” He muses and lands on, for Layne’s benefit entirely - if he didn’t like it, it sucked. Down with traveling parents!<br/><br/>“<strong>Oh I play <em>all sorts</em> of things.</strong>” Felix confirms, spinning around as he walks to Layne, smirking. Innuendo aside it’s true, Felix plays or has played a bit of everything - at least, everything he’s been exposed to, “<strong>Little bit of everything, but soccer is my game. I play defensive midfielder.</strong>” Teams are their own whole topic, and Felix is happy to talk about them with Layne most of the trip back - except for baseball, which he doesn’t keep up with, because it is the world’s worst sport. “<strong>Heyyyy,</strong>” He gives Layne a little nudge as they walk, “<strong>San Antonio’s got a good team, good pick mister.</strong>” When the conversation circles around to soccer teams, Felix groans and offers little more than, “<strong>MLS <em>sucks</em>. You’ve got to play in the international leagues if you want good teams.</strong>”<br/><br/><div align="center"><strong>* * * * *</strong></div><br/>Lake adventure on the docket, Felix makes a mental note to tell Robin that he needs to at least pretend he likes jumping from tire swings into lakes. Or maybe off a big rock. What were the chances they had a tire swing? Exploration was needed. “<strong>Sure, sure, no problem, <em>Liam</em>.</strong>” How Felix had picked up the word mister as a flirtation is anybody's guess - but it was cute, he thought, when it worked, and when it didn’t it got him names. Foolproof!<br/><br/>Felix is quite happy to share - or more listen and offer enthused commentary on - stories as they get settled in. Dani somewhere along the line ends up beside him - or had he moved beside her? It didn’t much matter more than it happened, and he was<em>plenty</em>happy that it had. Now fortunately Felix isn’t the easily spooked type. So when the scream breaks the night, he looks up and around trying to figure out where it came from. The woman streaking out of the woods is unfamiliar, and he puffs his cheek, brows coming together in confusion and concern, head shaking, “<strong>Don’t think I’ve seen her.</strong>” Of course, who could tell with all that snot and smeared makeup. “<strong>Hope that’s all it is.</strong>” So much for cheeseburgers and camp stories. Felix pops up and off the ground, abandoning his food - but Dani, who remains collected enough to finish hers off gets a mental “that’s hot”. Very much a ‘cool guys don’t look at explosions’ moment.<br/><br/>Instructions are good, so Liam follows Courtney’s original instructions, grabbing water - glad he decided to get that extra one now - and douses the fire in the middle of the camp. Janise’s earlier screaming was not half as alarming as the various people talking about Courtney being stone - and Felix has to see that for himself. So he ends up at the tent, in front of the stoned woman, snapping his fingers in front of her face, “<strong>Hey sweetie? You there?</strong>” Suddenly, Felix feels very lost. He taps her cheek a couple taps and grimaces.<br/><br/>The voice makes his spine go rigid. Stepping out of the tent, Felix looks at Lori and nods, “<strong>Oh yeah, I heard it.</strong>”<br/><br/>Alright! Time to test what Hissy had told him. Felix holds up a hand and covers his mouth, and whispers something barely audible into it. And for everyone near him, that’s what it is. But for Layne and Dani, he might as well be on the walk right next to them, talking between them, “<strong>Hey friends, something’s moving out there. Watch yourselves huh?</strong>”