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Girls' Barrack Roleplay[]

FAB

Juliet - 4th
-Lucky Winner

 Age: 17  Height: 5.8  Weight: N\a
 Nationality/Accent: American Health Status: Well, alive
 Weapon: Luck

She was sitting her bunk, reading a book and eating chocolates, she also looked like she was crying. But it was not bad so people didn't notice.

Common Ground Roleplay[]

Reagan1

Reagan Delaney Member of the Fourth Cohort
-Daughter of Mercury

 – "It's only cheating if you get caught."

Reagan sat in the shade in the Fourth Cohort Common Ground, sharping her backup dagger with a sharpening stone.
AnyaWB
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Reagan1

Reagan Delaney Member of the Fourth Cohort
-Daughter of Mercury

 – "It's only cheating if you get caught."

"Good book?" she called out.

Miles and Anya[]

Miles

Miles -4th Cohort
Son of Vulcan/The Mad Inventor
 – 13:53, September 8, 2014 (UTC)

*He enters the barracks, looking reassured*


AnyaWB
She follows with a grin on her face, obviously still amused by getting Miles scared.
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Miles

Miles -4th Cohort
Son of Vulcan/The Mad Inventor
 – 13:53, September 8, 2014 (UTC)

*He relaxes mostly, wanting to get off the lingering thought of ghosts* So Anya, meet any interesting people at camp?


AnyaWB
She looks at him, smiles and then nods, "I've met a couple of people, and one of them is my boyfriend, Yotimo Smith."
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Miles

Miles -4th Cohort
Son of Vulcan/The Mad Inventor

boyfriend? *he says somewhat unhappy, rolling his eyes a bit*


AnyaWB
She looks at him, confused, "What Miles?"
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Miles

Miles -4th Cohort
Son of Vulcan/The Mad Inventor

oh nothin! *he puts on a dopey smile* so see ya later?


AnyaWB
She looks bemused, but smiles and says, "Later, Miles," before she walks into the girls barracks.
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Miles

Miles -4th Cohort
Son of Vulcan/The Mad Inventor

*He sighs a bit before walking to the place he assumes must be the boy barracks*


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