<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</em><br/><hr/>Okay, it was becoming pretty clear now that something was seriously fucked up. Janise seemed to have no clue what Camp Runamuk was, and Faith was damn sure there were no farms with goats nearby and certainly not some “local boys.”  What the actual fuck is going on around here? As much as Faith would love to have those answers right about now, she had the snot queen looking at her like she was the last life preserver on the Titanic. First things first, Faith.<br/><br/>Talking to her seemed to be helping, so she continued doing that as the woman cleaned herself up. “There you go,” Faith encouraged. Faith was gonna have to burn her jacket at this point, but at least Janise was coming around some and didn’t look like she just took a gallon of Nickelodeon ooze to the face. “Yeah, boys are the worst,” Faith agreed with a sage-like nod as she listened to what was an impossible tale. At least CJ was coming around to being useful. His football boast was rather lame, but at least he was following her lead that they wouldn’t let anything take her. What could she expect from a jock?<br/><br/>“Hey…hey…it’s okay. You’re scared. Nothing to be ashamed of.” It totally was, but that would have been detrimental to Faith’s efforts to keep the woman from dissolving into a pile of snotty goo again, so she left it unsaid. “No, I bet you have all of the local boys sniffing around your barn door,” Faith said with a playful wink. Best to keep her focused and engaged. It might have worked, too, until that creepy-ass voice slithered across the clearing, and Janise freaked out again.<br/><br/>“Remember what CJ said. We aren’t going to let anything hurt you. Just focus on me, Faith.” Faith’s back was turned when the snake-haired medusa slithered into camp like she was shot out of a cannon and slammed into CJ. The sound caused even Faith to jump. Yelping in surprise. Which only pissed her off more.<br/><br/>“Look out, Faith!” Coral yelled her warning just before the creature collided with CJ, sending cracked earth scattering across the camp as they slid to a halt right in front of Janise and Faith.<br/><br/>“Fucking Christ! What the hell?” She wheeled on CJ only to find him face to face with a monster out of mythology. A hot monster, sure. Faith had to give her that, but still a monster. “Fuck me!” she breathed hard as the medusa unleashed a horrific shriek, and Janise’s arms wrapped tightly around her and squeezed hard enough for her to grunt. Jesus, buy a girl dinner first.<br/><br/>Had she not been so frightened by the fact that a fucking medusa was a mere couple of feet away shrieking her bloody tits off at them. She might have laughed at the irony that her air was being constricted out of her by the very woman she was trying to save, but her mind was in full-on survival mode, and the nerd in her burst to the forefront. Snakes, bad…tail…bad…eyes…the fucking worst. Go for the eyes! She can’t turn you to stone if she can’t see!<br/><br/>“The water!” Coral spoke as if she were reading Faith’s thoughts. Faith yanked the canteen she spotted from its clip on CJ’s belt. All the while, Janise’s mumbled useless prayer’s in her ear. “The Lord helps those who help themselves, Janise,” Faith said, thoroughly annoyed as she popped the top off the canteen and thrust her hand towards the gorgon’s face, splashing it with water.<br/><br/>“Ice, Faith, ice!” Coral encouraged. She drew in a deep breath of air, feeling the magic draw in with it. Her lungs grew bitterly cold, and her lips turned a deep shade of blue as the chill that resided deep inside her filled her lungs. Faith lifted a hand to her mouth, and like she was blowing a kiss, an arctic wind blew from her lips. It wasn’t enough to bowl a man over or rip tents from their moorings, but it was plenty enough to cause the water dripping from the gorgon’s face to freeze, blinding her. If only for a few moments.<br/><br/>“Move. Move!” Faith said, pulling Janice along with her, trying to get them some separation from the creature intent on kidnapping the woman.<br/>