<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/QXgYSBG.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Galadriel 'Elf' Tselepidis<br/><strong>Player:</strong>virtualblue<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Club House | Dining Area<br/><strong>Time:</strong>9:00 a.m.<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>white denim cutoffs (https://us.romwe.com/Frayed-Hem-Denim-Shorts-p-311634-cat-814.html?url_from=usplashorts180507958L_ssc&gclid=CjwKCAjw_-D3BRBIEiwAjVMy7OJqG7OM18Y9_4YgZuJlc3Ua5aZv4SNorO4dTq2kN-GDZ1eQwMkepBoCFhoQAvD_BwE); Lake Kinsey t-shirt (one size too small); John Lennon style sunglasses, with blue lenses (https://cdn11.bigcommerce.com/s-hcrifnprha/images/stencil/1280x1280/attribute_rule_images/34447_source_1592321508.jpg); a suntan; a smile; nothing else<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Khloé, Lynn, Shane, Helen, Evelyn, Olivia, Amber, Miss Lise, Roxy<br/><strong>Action:</strong>Organizing, flirting with Bailey and Roxy, and eating<br/><hr/><br/>Not having expected her to respond, Elf's head swiveled back to Bailey, and this time gave her the full wattage of her smile. "If it's okay, I'm going to amend my prior statement. There are two girls here who just must have all the girls and boys willing to throw themselves at their feet — the difference is one of them doesn't know it. I'll let you figure out which of those two you are, Bailey."<br/><br/>Though taller than most of the girls already, Elf stood on her tiptoes and raised her voice so everyone could hear her. "Attention, everyone. We were going to spend this morning running through drills on what to do in the event of a Cylon attack, but we'll be putting that off for now, and instead, we'll all be enjoying a scrumptious breakfast prepared by some of the finest chefs Caprica has to offer. And honestly, I think that'll be okay. How dangerous could the Cylons be, anyway? They're just super-exotic toasters, amirite? So, if you'll all follow me, we'll get you fed, watered, and hopefully signed up for a cabin."<br/><br/>Making sure they followed, Elf led the troop of still sleepy but obviously excited girls towards the clubhouse where she very much hoped the promised breakfast existed. Otherwise, she was reasonably sure they could have a cannibal situation on their hands. Which of them would be the first cannibal, though? Probably Bailey. She looked like a biter. Elf hoped she was, anyway.<br/><br/>"Roxy!" Elf said, seeing her friend and co-counselor. "I saved one of this year's shirts special for you. It's a little big so that you can sleep in it. Just, it." She tossed the rolled t-shirt to Roxy, underhand, and then looked at the table, laden down with food.<br/><br/>"As promised, everyone, food! Take as much as you like, but remember, hungry Elfs need to eat too! Also, please sign up for a cabin with Roxy before you leave."