( mingle ) field day + camping trip!

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FIELD DAY & SCHOOL TRIP

JUNE 8TH

FIELD DAY

With the current school semester coming to a close and summer vacation on the horizon, school administrators have elected to end the year on a high note with an invigorating Track and Field Day at the park, in order to better foster fitness and health in the children (outside of their government mandated physical education classes, anyway).

The event is, of course, open to the community at large, whether you have a current affiliation with the school or not. Because, well, everyone could stand to get up off their couches for an afternoon of running around in the sun. Or, in the case of residents with a particular sun allergy, under the shaded tarp canopies that dot the field here and there with healthy snacks, drinks, and some of the less expansive games available today (such as, oh, a nice sedate beanbag toss).

Wayward Pines thrives on the inclusion of all varieties of people, after all. Even those that aren't, strictly speaking, people at all.

All of the most recognizable games are available, of course: sack races, relay races, three-legged races, any sort of race you can think of, really; flag football and dodgeball with soft spongy balls to keep anyone from getting too competitive (the school nurse is on hand just in case though); a massive tug-of-war rope that spans nearly the entire field; and water balloon and blanket tosses. If you're not too sure what the latter is you can ask Linda at the makeshift juice bar and she'll be all too glad to explain for you.

Actually, on second thought, don't ask Linda anything. Don't give her the satisfaction.

JUNE 8TH - 9TH

HELLO MOTHER HELLO FATHER

While most of the citizens of Wayward Pines disperse back to their homes or jobs as Field Day draws to a close, the students, teachers, and a small handful of volunteer chaperones simply relocate the festivities to the campground in northeastern forest for a two-night camping trip. The evening of the 8th and the first half of the 9th run smoothly enough; tents are set up, marshmallows are toasted on an open fire, sunblock and insect repellent liberally applied, a thin veil of nostalgia and bonhomie settles around the entire event and people are in generally good spirits, despite the... excitement of last month.

All in all, it's a pretty great day. Of course, something's got to give.

There's no warning, no steady build up or slow decline. On the afternoon of the 9th, between one breath and another, the power to the fence surrounding the town increases exponentially, and anyone more than 100 yards from town feels suddenly exhausted and de-powered. And unfortunately for the students and staff trying enjoy a weekend of nature and simplicity, the campground falls squarely outside of that 100 yard perimeter of safety.

The camping trip is called to an abrupt end, and most of the camping gear is left abandoned while everyone drags themselves slowly home, but perhaps even more troubling is the question that's on everyone's lips (whether they choose to risk actually saying it aloud or not): why did it happen?

And what does it mean for the future of Wayward Pines?

MOD NOTES

This is a catch-all for any and all threads pertaining to the field day or the school camping trip! This includes the point at which the camping trip is rudely interrupted by the Precautionary Measures event. You're welcome to make your own logs for the rest of the Precautionary Measures event, as there will not be a catch-all for this one. The next mod log will be going up on the 19th!

PLEASE INCLUDE IN YOUR TOP-LEVEL SUBJECT LINE: Character Name, date, location, and open or closed, to help keep things a bit more organized.

If you have any questions regarding this event, feel free to ask them here.

Comments

[seeyaduke]

[ Leaning against Elsa, Ana closes her eyes for a moment. The world seems to be closing in on them in the lines of her vision, and she releases one hand for a moment to brush it against the frame of her glasses, fumbling for the controls there. But, it had already been set to the proper setting for her vision. This was weird and new and Ana didn't like it one freaking bit.

But the messing about with her glasses allowed her to see further into the woods, and she pointed towards town.]

We need to go this way.

[dendrites]

[ it occurs to her that this is not the first time she has felt like this, trapped in a way, defenseless and unable to do a damn thing about it. and, by the stars, it frustrates her to no end, anger within flaring up, but she does not clench her fists. her body is now too weak to do even that.

her gaze does not leave ana, instead watching her fumble with her glasses, curious about the technology involved. her brow is pinched and she takes a deep, unsteady breath. with a short nod, she begins to move, legs just as unsteady. ]

I can see the tops of buildings.

[seeyaduke]

Good. We've got to be closer to town than I realized.

[Being helpless was something that Ana hated; she had always hated it even as a little girl when she couldn't do anything to help her brother when he got picked on for being so smart, and then later when she couldn't do anything to stop their parents from being dead and leaving the two of them alone.

But this helplessness was very familiar, even as she fought it, Ana fought the prickling of tears in her eyes. Tears couldn't do a damn thing and they wouldn't help her now. Gritting her teeth she spoke softly.]

We're going to find the person who did this, I promise. And we're going to make them pay.

[dendrites]

Oh – [ her voice is so soft when she sees that look of sheer pain on ana's face and she squeezes a ton-heavy hand, wanting her to know that she is right there beside her. they are going to get through it and they will get through it together. ]

Who has that much power?

[ it comes out more as a sob than anything else because it feels like she is fighting insurmountable, invisible forces pushing them both back. ]

[seeyaduke]

I don't know.

[Ana hates saying it, because they still don't know anything despite the fact that people have been trying like Steve and Poe and everyone else. They don't know anything more than when she woke up from the accident that was as fake as the smiles from the people in the town when they looked at them.

All she can do is squeeze Elsa's hand back, pausing while she did it so that she could put that energy into it rather than walking. It was too hard to do both.]

But I'm going to find out. We're going to find out, I promise.

[And Ana didn't break her promises.]