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[gotgreenmagic]

[On the far edge of the lake - as far as you can get from the cabins, and semi-obscured from view by some trees - 1am finds Shego sitting on the bank, lazily trailing her toes through the water and lighting a cigarette. As much as she's tried to avoid herding small children, she's still had more encounters today with idiot fourteen-year-olds who think they're at the center of the universe than she was planning to have all summer. At least she's alone-ish now, although it feels like camp never really sleeps. She inhales deeply, exhaling smoke.]

[OOC: Backdated to last night; open spam for other irresponsible jerks/linefacing camp guardians/adventurous ninja campers. ♥  Multithreading etc. positively encouraged.]

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[tadwizard.livejournal.com]

"I know. But like...I was going to inspect that hole in the tree trunk behind you for contraband. I...uh...heard some kids talking about sneaking something in there." Okay, so he stuck some Moosehead lager in there. Close enough.

[gotgreenmagic.livejournal.com]

She waved a hand vaguely. She was far enough from any tree trunks not to be in his way. "Go for it. I'm not gonna stop you."

[tadwizard.livejournal.com]

"Thanks." He went over, taking the beer out of the tree trunk. "So yeah...going to go into the woods to confiscate this, now." And with that, he went into the woods to confiscate some of the beer by way of his mouth. And to find a better hiding place for the rest.