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[If you wander by the center of Camp this evening you will find a young girl with a rather old-fashioned looking camera. She's standing guard by a box full of various cameras, but if you come near she would like your help.]

May I please take your picture? I'm trying to take pictures of everyone in Camp.

((ooc: icons still lie! she's not wearing

Comments

[putyaswordson]

What are you going to use the photos for?

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I'm going to put them in a photo album. And hang some in my fort.

[putyaswordson]

... do you really want a photo of everyone? Not everyone here is a good person.

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... I don't want to leave anyone out.

[putyaswordson]

If I were you, I'd just take photos of people that are friends, or mean a lot.

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But isn't that sort of mean?

[putyaswordson]

How? They care the most about you.

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I take more pictures of my friends, but I want to take at least one picture of everyone. I don't want to leave someone out like I always get left out at home.

[putyaswordson]

[ shrugs ]

It's your decision. It's fine if you take one of me.

[00_07]

Of course I want one of you. You're my friend.

[putyaswordson]

[ puts out his cig under his shoe ]

We can take one together, if you want.

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... I'd like that a lot.

[putyaswordson]

[ crouches down to her level and takes the camera, pointing it at them ]

Big smile, okay?

[00_07]

Okay!

[the biggest smile!]

[putyaswordson]

[ also smiles, making a piece sign, and photo taken! ]

There you go.

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[taking her camera back]

Thanks. Do you want a copy of it?