<div class="floatleft">(https://encrypted-tbn0.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn%3AANd9GcSKGupkheBhsb31AkkncjWVK7b_J4v5ziQjGJmrKgtTIhSSo4Dh&amp;usqp=CAU)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Evelyn Bailey<br/><strong>Player:</strong>Elizabeth Ecsed<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Camp check in<br/><strong>Time:</strong>Day one, 8:30 A.M.<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>soft green dress with white dots, as pictured.<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Khloé, Elf? Really? Helen!!<br/><strong>Action:</strong>Escaping, clinging to the familiar.<br/><br/>The modified quote, not actually from anything officially Tarzan, nevertheless made Evelyn's lips quirk up into a small smile. "Hi, me Khloé. You Evelyn hi me Khloé." She joked, not minding being gently teased. She had certainly been teased worse before. But fortunately, Khloé didn't seem to expect too much more conversation.<br/><br/>And they were both distracted by the arrival of.... Galadriel? Really?<em>Who named their child after a Tolkien character? And she's likely older than the movies, so either someone was really excited about the films, or a super nerd.  </em><br/><br/>"Instead of a Dark Lord, you would have a queen, not dark but beautiful and terrible as the dawn! Tempestuous as the sea, and stronger than the foundations of the earth! All shall love me and despair!" She murmured softly, though Khloé might have been able to hear.<em> I'm not sure if I would pick Elf as a nickname, though she certainly is beautiful enough to be one... I wonder if she cosplays? Can't say that I've ever pictured an elf in cutoffs though. </em><br/><br/>More and more people she didn't know were showing up... All beautiful and vibrant and mostly above average height... Evelyn was continually used to being the youngest person in a room, sometimes by decades, but she was feeling uniquely out of place here. This wasn't nearly as easy as music camp... But then her nervous glances spotted a familiar blonde head. Helen!!! Thank the gods.<br/><br/>Leaving her suitcase where it stood, she scooted over to wave to her friend, getting just a little bit closer than usual in her anxiety. "Oh hey Helen! I'm so glad to see you. I didn't think that I'd know anyone at all here." Not that she knew more than a handful of people at school, anyway.<br/><br/>"How was the drive? Did you spot any exotic trees or flowers?" Not the most common of topics, but Helen was an extrodinary woman. And if Evelyn delayed long enough, maybe she wouldn't actually have to talk to the intimidatingly attractive camp counselor, even if she did have a cool name.