Strawberries Are Food For the Mind and Soul. {Closed}

Nirvana once again had the pleasure of someone coming up behind her and scaring the crap out of her. Twice already today, yippie! Either way, a tiny part of her was excited to be talking to yet another camper. Who knows, maybe she'll actually have the opportunity to have friends for once and actually keep them. Grow in bonds. Turning around she was a little surprised to see an African-American boy. He sure was one in a few. She didn't have any problems with the race or anything but most kids here just all seemed to be Caucasians. They sure as heck made up the majority of the place that's for sure. Something about the boy made her a little anxious and untrusting. Not sure why. Maybe I'm just paranoid, I don't really know if eating these are against the rules or not. I mean, I doubt it but... anyway, he could turn me in. I must deny!

    "Eat them? Whaaaaaaat? I wasn't going to eat any. I was just observing. You know, seeing if their red. Or not. And if their growing any, like, warts." Dear Gods, warts?! I really want to smack myself right now. I never have been the best of liars. Usually. I do have my moments when I am the liar master. Like, the art of Lie-Fu. Haha. I'm lame.

Nirvana raised an eyebrow, really curious how this boy knew she was a daughter of Demeter. Gods, I don't know if I'll ever get used to that. I've grown up thinking my mother died giving birth to me.. She felt a sudden rekindled anger at her father but put a lid on it. Dad must have had his reasons. When the kid, no, Jonathan, who seemed to be a little older then her, though she couldn't be sure, spoke of not telling anyone, she felt her heart beat slow to a more normal pace. Even if she's been in trouble a lot, it's not like she enjoyed it or liked it and usually feared deeply when there was a possibility of stepping in crap so to speak.
    "Nirvana, daughter of Demeter, blah, blah, blah, all of that gross formalities." Gah! I'm probably coming across a little bratty right now. I just find it weird how oddly people introduce themselves around here. They seem like computers. All monotone like.

    "Whoa, whoa, whoa. Wait just a done diddily second, how'd you know I was new? I mean yeah, you've probably seen a lot of the people here but I doubt you know everyone to the point you'd easily recognize I noob." She hoped she used that slang word right. Darn Americans and their odd slang words.

"Anyways, pleasure to meet you." Nirvana bowed, a custom she knew she'd never outgrow. Usually in Korea she would of done this right away, but where she's from, people didn't usually greet other people by scaring the crap out of them.

Nirvana blew out and up, causing her bangs to fly up until settling back down on her forehead, a habit she'd acquired over the years.

    "But I didn't even eat anything!-" The last part she added under her breath in her native speak, "-ajig," The sound of her own stomach growling really surprised her. Yeah, she wouldn't mind a snack right now but she didn't know she was that hungry. Todays events at the lake must really have drug her down. Nirvana had the urge to point out she didn't know who this Gary fellow was, but she kept her trap shut. At the mention of Mess Hall she immediately gained a lot more interest, she hadn't been to the Mess Hall yet.

    "Umm, I would wait for you and all that junk but there is a complication, I don't know where that cabin is. Quite frankly, I don't even know if I know exactly how to get back to my own cabin from here.." She trailed off, slightly embarrassed. Hopefully, she wasn't a bright crimson all up in her cheeks. Now that, would suck deeply my friend.

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Translation{s}:
"Ajig" In English means "Yet."

Nirvana nodded slowly, "Got it, presume the role of an antisocial Asian when near big scary Ares kiddies," As Jonathan made his way back, in the way she assumed the camp was in, she took one last look over her shoulder at the fields. They were really pretty that's for sure. A nice relaxing place actually it seemed to be. I could come back and eat some too, though, I'd make sure that time no ones around! She thought diabolically, joking with herself. Her pace quickly sped up as she had to take more steps to keep up with Jonathans strides. Well, it was a given in the land of the short. I'm not that short.. I'm pretty, like, medium size. I'm not fun-sized or a giant, therefore I'm the... hmm... SEXY SIZE. Yes. This is a thing. I have officially made it a thing.

    "Once we get back to the cabin type area thing, you mind if I change too? I wasn't expecting it to be so hot out... Besides, these clothes are nasty with lake water." Nirvana prayed that he wouldn't ask about what happened at the lake. Honestly, she felt like she'd have a mental breakdown if she thought about the loss of that particular photo.

Nirvana had dug in her backpack, searching for clothes that would make this weather even the slightest bit more bearable. She ended up pulling a white t-shirt with words printed in Korean on it and camouflage knee length shorts. Just tossing her partially wet clothes on the floor and zipping up her backpack she did quickly brush her hair to get the knots out before leaving. Hoping her cabin mate, Eliza, wouldn't mind how huge of a slob she was.

Leaving the cabin she found Jonathan approaching fast, shoving her hands in the pocket of her short, she quickly gave him acknowledging nod.

{{ I just want to point out, Nirvana wouldn't tell practically a stranger about the picture at least, under these circumstances, nor would she talk about her father, maybe about life in Korea but otherwise, she's a pretty closed off person when it comes to personal matters... I feel like you're kind of roleplaying my character for me right now. I hope you can avoid doing so in the future. :3 I'm sorry if this is maybe coming across rude but I couldn't think of a nicer way to put it. }}

Nirvana watched as a new kid approached. Great. I'm such a boy magnet. Ehehehehe. Immediately she threw away the notion of this guy being a jolly good fellow because he must have his panties in a knot because he was a total jerk wad right off the bat. Turning to look in a different direction, she was quickly loosing interest in such a trivial conversation. This guy seemed to be mainly all talk and no action. What turned her attention back to the conversation was when the guy reached for her.  Aw heck naw! I'll pull out my- She stopped, realizing Jonathan had it under control. Shrugging to herself, she guessed she should be thankful for not wasting her energy. Seeming since the guy had a sword and she only had her Taekwondo skills. That reminded her, she needed to make a trip to the Armory later. She was surprised when Jonathan told her to get behind him. Now this peeved her off. I'm not some freaking damsel in distress. Way to play gender roles bud. Being frustrated in this fight that started for no apparent reason, she shrugged, deciding to leave them to it by marching ahead to find the mess hall herself.