"Ah….right, briefing…" Honestly…who’d decided to put him in charge of debriefing the new girl? He was almost certain he’d forget to let her know something crucial and then he’d really be in hot water. Still, this was his responsibility now, even if it kinda had been shoved onto him at the last second…
"Okay, so…first things first, I guess. I’m not sure how much they told you about what everything is and were, but…there are four cabins around. One for the boys to stay in, one for the girls, and one for the male and female counselors. You know how it is, right?" He looks and gestures in the direction of the sleeping cabins. "There’s also a big mess hall and…well, I guess I’ll have time to give you the grand tour later. We’re kind of short on time, aren’t we?"
"We don’t ever really have any real activities planned beyond a big welcoming speech first day in, so you really only need to know where the bunks and the mess hall—" He gestures to where the mess hall is, a much bigger cabin than the bunks. "—are at for right now. I’ll show you around properly after that, I guess."
"I should tell you the schedule, too…9:00 PM is lights out for the kids. They let us stay up until about 11:00 PM, though. They still do make us go to bed after that, though, ‘cause we all need to wake up at 7:00 AM the next morning. You’ve got until 7:30 AM to get yourself dressed and ready before we gotta round up the kids for breakfast. They give us another half hour to eat before activities start at 8:00 AM, which, uh…they gave you your schedule for which activities are what day, right?"
"Anyways, no matter what, we’ve got lunch at noon for another half hour before activities start up again at 12:30. That goes on for a couple more hours until, oh…4:00? Then they let the kids go out and have their free time, but the lake’s closed then. The camp doesn’t want any liability for, uh…unfortunate…accidents. Not that…you know, anything like that’s ever going to happen."
"…Ahem, anyways…that goes on until 5:00. That’s when we have dinner. It’s usually barbecue stuff, hamburgers and that kind of thing, although sometimes we don’t feel like it and just order a bunch of pizzas. The kids usually like it just the same. Dinner’s another thirty minutes, and the kids get to continue their free time for another couple of hours until 7:00 PM. That’s when we have a campfire and roast marshmallows, sing songs, tell scary stories, all that stuff. That goes on for about an hour until 8:00, at which point the fire goes out, and the kids go back into their cabins to do whatever until Lights Out at 9:00. And then we get to do whatever we like until 11:00…you know, as long as we’re not breaking any rules or anything like that."
Hinata blinks. “Oh, yeah…that reminds me, I haven’t actually told you any of the rules, have I? Uh…there’s to be no roughhousing here. It’s summer camp, not Fight Club. Um…the kids are not to leave the sight of the counselors and likewise, the counselors aren’t to lose track of or neglect the children. You know how that goes. No one is to be out and about past their Lights Out times, that’s an obvious one…the counselors are to keep their hands to themselves. By that they mean, uh…” Hinata’s cheeks redden as he nervously rubs the back of his neck. “Well, you know. Just…nothing inappropriate. There are a lot of kids here too.” He clears his throat. “No stealing from the camp, no cursing, around the kids, at least, uh….I think that’s everything really important. Uh, any questions?”
"I don't know anything about the layout of this place," and as if to prove this she follows his gestures to get a feel of the place, "You could give me the 'grand tour' later, I don't think I'll need it too much for the time being. And as you stated prior we are pressed for time." This boy seemed nice enough, if not a bit jumpy. She'll store it for later discussion.
"Is there severe punishment for being up past curfew or for tardiness? And yes, I did get my schedule, if you would like to see it," Nanako pulled it out and kept a firm grip on it. She'd give it to him after he finished so he didn't get sidetracked.
She perked up at the rules, keeping her eyes focused on him. Clock-watching will indicate she's bored, and she really wasn't, honestly. Just concerned about their limited time. She threw out small statements to show she was listening, "Fight... Club? I've never heard of that..." and even reddened cheeks to match his at his other rules. She took one last look at the clock and shook her head, "No questions that are incredibly important. Though, are there other counselors here besides us? And where are we to go next?"
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