Scottie McCloud's Story

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░░░░░░░░░░░░░░░░░░░░░░░░░░░░░░Mason raises an eyebrow at Chris's threat of bugs in his cabin, but his expression spreads into an amused smile. He had to admit, it is an excellent threat. No one wants the insect infestation that the orange cabin had been subjected to a few years ago. He doesn't recall who had been in the cabin at the time, because all that really mattered was how funny it was to see them running out of the cabin, which had apparently become a buffet to cockroaches and ants, as if fleeing death itself. Nora is grinning at Chris's implication of messing with Mason's cabin, as she has always loved the various tricks inevitably brought out by the Flag Wars. This camp may be intended for theatre, but the campers certainly have talents for mischief, stealth, and the like. At least, the ones in cabins worth mentioning do, for those are the ones whose flags are the most valuable, pride wise. Besides, she's still dead set on beating out Pepper and his cabin mate after having lost to his cabin during last year's flag war. It had been a sore point for days, falling behind during that final death-match of a weekend. "That sounds delightful. I may have to go on a midnight stroll of my own, then. Perhaps stargazing on a roof?" Two years ago, a cabin crept into another cabin and stolen their luggage, only to spread their clothing out on the roof of the canteen. It was relatively harmless, and all of the clothing had remained wet and cold on the roof until the campers finally found them a few hours later.

Nora smiles up at Scottie when he approaches them with a greeting, though she makes a little squeaking noise when he hugs them all that once, because it squishes her between Mason and Chris, robbing the air from her lungs. Scottie does occasionally have overzealous hugs, though perhaps mainly when he manages to wrap his arms around more than one person a time, as he has just done. "Hello, Scottie. How is our Prez doing? Getting into the role of skirtchaser yet?" she responds cheerily. At his question about the talent show, the girl's smile becomes slightly more lopsided. She shrugs, "I could always boss people around for my talent. Wouldn't that be fun?" The mocking is thick in her words, though it is pointed entirely towards herself. She always dislikes herself after losing her cool on people during rehearsals, and yet seems incapable, as of yet, of fixing the problem. Chalk it up to nerves, for that is undoubtedly the primary source.

Mason's reaction is a sort of smile similar to his response to Chris's threat of bugs in his cabin. "Perfection waits for no one, twinkletoes. I agree --you ought to update your dance arsenal," of course, he actually gets along well with Scottie, in a friendly rivalry sort of way. Both are very prideful individuals, and they have competed over roles in the past. Nora waves farewell to Scottie as he leaves, but is quick to betray him, it seems, as she smiles at Chris's proposal.

"I've heard tell purple is the new red," she answers, as red had been the color of the first flag stolen last year.