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''It's a really nice day. Things should get along just fine.''

Xander: As if the sun has risen up again after the rain for the umpteenth time in the day, he walks out of his cabin and hollers to a tree. "Now what, Mr. Tree, it's time for my exercise with you," he tells it. One jump, and he lands on a high branch. Smiling, he leaps again and holds on, going for the highest branch. The Camp looks the same, nothing new. "Sad," he mutters. Easily as he went up, he slides down and lands on his feet like he didn't climb a really tall tree. He whistles and passes cabins, reaching the infirmary.

Callista: Callista had woken up in the infirmary a couple hours ago. She had the faintest idea how she had gotten there: only remembering something about passing out as soon as she saw a person. She had already checked on her brother, who was in some sort of coma, someone had told her. Blinking, she groaned and stood up, stretching. "It's so boring here. And they took my iPod," she muttered.

Xander: The idea that pops into his mind isn't very respectful. From a window of the infirmary, he peeks in, hoping to see someone he expects to be there. He moves from window to window, seeking, but sees no one, until he spots a girl sitting on a bed, looking all gloomy. "She's new," he mumbles. He stays a bit, still hoping someone else will pop into view, but nothing really exciting.

Callista: Turning to the window, she stares at the boy, whose sudden arival is almost startling. She walks to the window and opens it, almost glaring, but her stare is more of curiousity. "Hello," she said. "Are you being a peeping Tom?" She asked, blinking, voice full of innocence.

Xander: The girl's sudden movements are surprising. He gives her a huge smile. "Why, hello, too. It's called 'peeping' if you do it suspiciously, but I don't think that's what I'm doing, so no." He puts his hands on his waist and looks beyond the girl in the window. "Have you seen a dark-haired guy, who must have some scratches on his arms?" he asks in the same tone as the girl used.

Callista: Callista sighed and shook her head. "I haven't seen more than two people today, and one is unconcious," she pouted. "Why do you ask?" she asked, grinning. "I'm assuming you are chasing this guy for a reason."

Xander: "Well, that's very unsocial," he remarks. "And yes, I'm chasing that guy for a reason that's none of anyone's business, and sadly, that includes you." He peeks one more time. "Poor guy. Someone close? That's so miserable for someone who hasn't met a friend yet. Oh, well, thanks for wasting my time!" He starts to run off.

Callista: She pokes her head out the window more, watching him. "Let me come," she said. "My brother isn't going to be up for days, and I can't stand another minute in here alone," she pouted. "Show me the way down," she said, climbing up on the window sill and balancing on her toes, her arms holding her in place as she leaned out.

Xander: He stops in his tracks and slowy turns his head back. His face scrunches. "Are you kidding me? You just wasted seconds of my time and - oh, gods, what are you doing?!" As the girl tries to jump out of the window, he goes back to her and waves his hand. "No, no, no! This is not the way out! Have you ever heard of the thing called door?"

Callista: "Of course I have. They won't let me out, because I'm healing," she mocks. She sighs and glares. "Fine. Go on then. I'll be here, wasting the day away..." she says, flopping back on the bed with an obvious pout.

Xander: He rolls eyes and lets out a loud sigh. He leans his arms on the window sill and glares back at the girl. "You're healing. You want to go out. Isn't it ironic?" he says in a matter-of-fact tone. "Well, whatever."

Callista: Face down in the pillow, her speech is muffled. "I feel fine..." She looks at him with a cold stare. "So you won't help, no matter how much I beg, I guess." She walks to the other side of the room and opens a window, then seeing the tree beside it, she climbs onto the branch.

Xander: Staring from the opposite window, he slowly shakes his head. "Man, you're hopeless," he mutters. He sure is nasty and sarcastic, but he has always cared for the well-being of others. He runs his fingers through his hair and sprints around the infirmary to the tree the unnamed girl is climbing on. He looks up and knits his brows. "Get down there! I don't know who you are, but I sure know that you must not be on a tree when you should be lying on a bed inside!"

Callista: She balances on the branch, full smile on her face. "If I needed to be in there, I'd be unconscious," she said. She continued to walk down the branch, reaching the main trunk, jumping down, with sure footing. As soon as she was on the ground, she waved up at Xander and bolted, laughing.

Xander: He sighs again and tilts his head to one side. Catch her or not? Or just tell? Like his normal way of running, he dashes so much faster than a normal person can and stops a second before the girl reaches him. He points at her. "You can't run away from me, missy."

Callista: "I'll just hide, then," and runs to the forest not very far from the building. She smiles, practically disappearing into the brush.

Xander: "Is that girl really healing?" he asks himself. He jogs towards the entrance colonnade of the forest and continues in. With his hands cupped around his mouth, he shouts out, "C'mon, little missy. You won't be getting anywhere with this! Soon enough, a doctor will be finding you. They'll punish you, I'm warning you."

OOC
June: Unicorn, sorry for replying after more than a day! I was pretty busy, and I was also running out of dialogues to write. Gomen'nasai.

Unicornnarwhal:Thats fine! Ill be pretty spotty with the roleplay too, im at my anti phone grandparents house. So dont worry :3 also sorry if some of my coding looks wacky, im using a phone rn