<div class="floatleft">(https://cdn.discordapp.com/attachments/713373042520096840/957459763694825523/20190927_3bf4cb.png)(https://cdn.discordapp.com/attachments/691657169988485150/957457550079586394/6b6405dbaff8917f8168729d1a5cc408.png)</div><strong>Character Name:</strong><em>Layne Opa (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=341012.msg16145938#msg16145938) &amp; T-Sam</em><br/><strong>Wearing:</strong><em>This</em>(https://i.pinimg.com/originals/a1/bc/0f/a1bc0faafcf5f6234ce3a69a1fc8c171.png),<em>plus desert camo military style backpack, older blue canvas high top/white sole Chuck Taylors</em><br/><strong>Time:</strong><em>6:50PM June 4th; Evening</em><br/><strong>Location:</strong><em>Campsite Clearing</em><br/><strong>Tagging | Mentioning:</strong><em>Courtney, Dani |  Lorelei, Faith, Felix, Danica, CJ, Liam, Blondie</em><br/><hr/>Layne was munching of some trail mix, which was mostly peanuts, some dark chocolate nugget things, small pretzel bits and thankfully not too many raisins.  First, he didn’t like raisins all that much, second they sometimes looked like bugs or attracted them, and Sam was always insisting Layne pick out the raisins for him, which was a pain in the ass, since of course Sam’s nose had a thing for fruit, even dried up ones.  Washing down a few handfuls, sans the couple of raisins he grudgingly picked out for T-Sam to gnaw on or whatever animated stuffed animals do with food, with water from his water bottle, Layne unfolded himself from where he was sitting close to his tent and away from most of the others, thinking about getting his bottle filled and checking out the burgers that Courtney and some of the others were working on.<br/><br/>Stretching as he stood, he was looking towards the water and not the trees when all heck seemed to break loose.  He turned to see a girl or woman, gods they got so picky about which term you used some times, running or run-stumbling out of the tree line and from the look of her clothes and face, she was practically hysterical, scared shitless and had run into issues with something or someone.<br/><br/>Layne started heading straight for her, taking off his outer shirt to cover her in, but Fifi, damn you T-Sam, Faith got there much more quickly and seemed able to direct the girl her way.  Courtney was yelling things, some of which made sense and some of which didn’t,<br/><br/>“Why put out the fi…er, never mind,” Layne grunted as the three thoughts about what the monster might be, other than the woman getting overly scared and lost from another campsite telling ghost stories that freaked her out, was in no particular order, bear, wolf or some bad dude, criminal or pervert camper sort, whatever, it made no sense to put out the fire.  Clearly anything or one following the blubbering blonde could do that well enough by the sound of her and the rest of them weren’t exactly quiet, and the fire might be useful in keeping a bear or wolf away, at least it always seemed that way in movies and kind of made sense.<br/><br/>Didn’t matter then, fire was out, Courtney was doing something in her tent, people were congregating there or around the blonde and Layne was, well, sizable.  It wasn’t like he was an experienced bear or wolf fighter offer, but he grabbed  the small LED flashlight out of his pocket, one he planned to use in the tent later or to find his way to take a wiz, probably booth and picked up a  good hand sized rock he could hit or throw and hit something with.  If he was more a baseball player he might have grabbed a big stick, but the rock was there and of late he seemed unable to miss a shot on the court or anywhere else he threw, tossed or flicked things, so the rock seemed pretty damned useful, since not having a fire or anything.<br/><br/>Courtney’s advice to stay together and watch for the trees made more sense than putting out the fire or whatever people were screaming about over by her tent, and Layne went to take up a position between the campers and the tree-line, flashlight and rick in hand.  Sam was making some weird remark as he was left behind at the tent about Courtney being a stone cold bitch, which was rude as hell and not as funny as the snickering toucan seemed to think, and Layne quickly found that someone else had at least somewhat of a similar idea.<br/><br/>Running into Dani, he had been kind of expecting Felix as the fellow seemed like he might be good in a scrap and not afraid of one, Layne wasn’t going to complain about nearly bumping into Dani and was pretty impressed that she was taking up a sort of guard duty too.  He heard her talking to what sounded like herself, until something else answered and shrugged as talking things tended to be campers or their stuffed animals, it just was the weird new normal.<br/><br/>“Hey, Dani,” Layne called out as they were circling towards the same general area near the woods, but from somewhat opposite directions, though really not that far apart, “Can you wait up a second?  We can check out whatever was scaring or chasing her together,” he said plainly and loped a few long strides to catch up to her.  Layne brought no backpack with him like Dani had, and which now struck him as a really smart idea to bring, but both had flashlights and Layne had, well, a decent sized rock that felt both useful and dumb looking to be carrying around all at once.<br/><br/>“Did you spot anything yet?” he asked, directing the bright, narrow beam of his light towards the trees and place he thought the girl had come from, not knowing who or what they might find, if anything at all.<br/>