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fandomhigh2018-05-16 10:28 am
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Summer Camp Wednesday [The Docks], Wednesday, May 16, 2018, mid-morning
Anakin stood on the edge of the docks, a dozen rowboats bobbing the water around him. The clouds above were looking threatening (and kind of...not gray, which was odd), but so far the day had been dry. There was a set of bleachers (with canopies above them) set up for any spectators to cheer from, and the ambitious vendors from Mooby's were selling burgers and fries.
"Welcome to our first day of summer camp activities," Anakin yelled through the megaphone he'd acquired from...somewhere. "Our first community building activity will be a teachers versus students rowing race from here to the Isle of Ikea. The winning team receives a Big Mouth Billy Bass because I don't want it in my house any more, and all the Swedish meatballs they can eat. The losers get sore arms and the pleasure of not owning a singing fish award. In the event of a rowboat flipping, our PE instructor Steve Rogers will be out on a jet ski for rescue missions."
He looked at all the contestants. "I'll know if you're capsizing on purpose. Also, he's not that good looking. Contestants, please put on your life preservers while I call out the teams. For the students: Sabine and Beaker, Astrid and Jason, Rufus and Aloy, Theron and Tip, Norman and Khadgar, Peebee and Bobby, and Jaylah and Peridot. For the teachers: Amaya and Tony, Kanan and Magnus, Reno and Jenkins, Cara and Deadpool, and Liam and Zoe. Racers, man--or woman, or other--your ships."
Once everyone was in place, Anakin raised his hand. "On your marks, get set...go!"
...And that was when it started pouring rainbow colored-rain.
"Welcome to our first day of summer camp activities," Anakin yelled through the megaphone he'd acquired from...somewhere. "Our first community building activity will be a teachers versus students rowing race from here to the Isle of Ikea. The winning team receives a Big Mouth Billy Bass because I don't want it in my house any more, and all the Swedish meatballs they can eat. The losers get sore arms and the pleasure of not owning a singing fish award. In the event of a rowboat flipping, our PE instructor Steve Rogers will be out on a jet ski for rescue missions."
He looked at all the contestants. "I'll know if you're capsizing on purpose. Also, he's not that good looking. Contestants, please put on your life preservers while I call out the teams. For the students: Sabine and Beaker, Astrid and Jason, Rufus and Aloy, Theron and Tip, Norman and Khadgar, Peebee and Bobby, and Jaylah and Peridot. For the teachers: Amaya and Tony, Kanan and Magnus, Reno and Jenkins, Cara and Deadpool, and Liam and Zoe. Racers, man--or woman, or other--your ships."
Once everyone was in place, Anakin raised his hand. "On your marks, get set...go!"
...And that was when it started pouring rainbow colored-rain.
Re: Row, Row, Row Your Boat!
"Yeah," Reno agreed, his own suit turning a shade of blue that reminded him of his pre-Meteor days. Ah, doomsday blue. "Here, you row, an' I'll just do what you do, yo."
Seriously. He was so easy, here.
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"Tally ho, then," Jenkins said, and began to row.
Slowly.
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Reno squinted a little at Jenkin's rowing. Not because he wanted to go faster, though that would come before too long, he was sure. Nah. Because he was paying attention to what he was doing so that he could follow his lead.
"There," he said, grinning. "Easy, once you get then hang of it."
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"As I said," Jenkins said. "The hardest part is navigating backwards."
And keeping your rhythm in sync so you didn't end up going around in circles. Like they were starting to do now.
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Not that this was going to stop Reno from trying to row his little dark heart out. That was, until he realized they were parallel to the shore, instead of heading actively away from it.
"Huh. That supposed to happen?"
He didn't figure it was.
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"Not particularly," Jenkins said, looking back towards their competition, which was getting well away from them now. "We may have hit a cross-current."
Or they were bad at this. That was also a possibility.
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"Okay, so how to we get turned around again?" Still rowing, that Reno. They'd just pull a full circle, at this rate. "We manage to make it to the finish line, I'm buyin' the next bag of popcorn."
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"Very kind," Jenkins said absently, as he considered the problem. The last time he'd gone boating, it had been on the Thames, and while that had been a madcap sort of adventure in and of itself, there'd really only been so much rowing out of one's way that one could do. "I believe . . . we need to pull harder in the opposite direction than the one in which we want to turn." He demonstrated, rowing exclusively with one arm, which made the boat turn rather dramatically, but didn't progress them forward much. "Yes, that seems to do the trick rather too well, doesn't it."
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They were going to be here for hours.