<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/5/59/Seadragon.jpeg) (https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/7/70/Screenshot_2022-04-02_16.55.59.png)</div><strong>Character Name:</strong><em>Faith Carvalho (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=341012.msg16145110#msg16145110)</em><br/><strong>Wearing:</strong><em>Powder blue sports bra, yoga pants and sneakers with white piping. A matching windbreaker is rolled up in her backpack. </em><br/><strong>Time:</strong><em>6:35PM June 4th; Evening</em><br/><strong>Location:</strong><em>Clearing</em><br/><strong>Tagging | Mentioning:</strong><em>Janise, Carter, Liam</em><br/><hr/>Some embers of the fire still smoldered in the muddy ash of the doused flame. Faith guided the girl over to the log Liam had been sitting on only minutes before. She sat the girl down and put an arm around her. Snapping her fingers in front of her face had jolted the girl into giving Faith her name.<br/><br/>Janise Hutchins.<br/><br/>She sat quietly while the girl sobbed, her arm around Janise, gently rubbing her shoulder and trying to soothe her. At the same time, watching Janise utterly ruin her jacket with snot and tears. Faith gave a defeated sigh. Camp just had it out for her.<br/><br/>At least Carter had done what she ordered. Sure, he had tried to snap back, but guys were always liked that when a woman told them what to do. The important part was he had done as he was told like a good little boy.<br/><br/>Janise’s halting question came with a trail of snot dangling from one nostril to the sleeve of her jacket. It took a superhuman effort to not roll her eyes and groan. Coral had better be watching this from where she was, coiled around Faith’s waist. It deserved plenty of praise.<br/><br/>She looked around and found a napkin discarded in the chaos of Janise’s arrival and picked it up to help Janise clear the glistening string from her nose and help her wipe her face. Some girls just shouldn’t cry. Janise was definitely one of them.<br/><br/>“We’re from Camp Runamuk,” Faith said, hoping to god that Janise would assume she was a counselor and not a camper. She didn’t want to answer the embarrassing questions about why a girl her age was in summer camp.<br/><br/>In the light of the moon, now that her eyes had time to adjust, she got a better look at Janise. Her dress was torn and gashed, but it was long and covered her form, like a peasant or prairie dress and not even a cute one. Not something you would typically go camping in or wear…like ever.<br/><br/>Faith had been coming to camp for years, and she was certain no one lived nearby. There were no other camps either. Sure, it was possible some campers may have ignored the private property signs and set up out here in the mountains, but it wasn’t sitting right.<br/><br/>“Where are you from? Is your campsite nearby?” She asked, still wiping Janise’s face before handing her the sticky napkin so she could do it herself while she answered. CJ didn’t help matters with his snappishness, though and Janise ducked behind her, scanning the darkness by quickly whipping her head back and forth. Faith found the girl’s arms wrapped around her like she was about to crawl into Faith’s skin if she could.<br/><br/>“Hey…hey…Nothing’s gonna find you, and if it does, I won’t let it hurt you, okay? No one here is going to let it hurt you.” Faith offered.<br/><br/>As acerbic and biting as Faith could be, the girl was terrified. Now, suppose she found out this giant snake was a two-foot garter. In which case, the bitch was gonna buy her a new jacket. Until then, she felt for her, even if she was trying to climb up her back and snot all over her hair.<br/><br/>“Now. Normally I wouldn’t mind a cute blond girl climbing all over me, but I want to breathe some, so could you lighten up a little on the squeeze?” Faith asked, a twist of a smile touching her lips as Coral thumped her tail on her back in annoyance.<br/><br/>“Thank you,” Faith said as the pressure around her belly and back eased slightly but didn’t altogether leave. Apparently, Faith had a Janise backpack for the foreseeable future. Sigh. “So, tell me about the snake.” She asks. If the girl was going to climb her like a jungle gym, she might as well find out what she could so she could help.<br/><br/>Faith barely hears Liam and Balar as they back out of Courtney’s tent, and what they say doesn’t wholly register to her. Courtney…stone…? Courtney is stoned? Well, it certainly explained some things, but what the fuck? This was not the time. Damn, that bitch was holding out on them. When they get back to camp, she is totally getting some of Councilor Courtney’s stash one way or another.<br/>