Squirrel Campfire -- Monday Night

[notafairmaiden.livejournal.com]

Gwynn was sitting at the campfire for the Squirrel cabin and was using a stick to both poke at the fire and draw symbols in the dirt around her. Her first workshop of the summer and her subsequent talk with Pip had given her a lot to think about.

Look how bright and inviting the campfire is.

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[strongestgirl.livejournal.com]

"Wphew! It's good to know our s'mores are safe being protected by such a capable... Okay... So I know guy polices officers in England are called 'Bobby'... What to they call the ladies?"

[union-jane.livejournal.com]

Seras smiled.

"They're bobbies, too. Or coppers. Or 'Old Bill'," she cleared her throat. "Another slangish term is 'the Filth'."

Seras broke off a piece of chocolate and set it on top of a graham cracker.

[strongestgirl.livejournal.com]

"Filth?" Pippi said... "That doesn't seem to be very flattering."

[union-jane.livejournal.com]

Seras shrugged.

"The people who use it aren't generally fond of the police," she said, beginning to toast her s'more.

[strongestgirl.livejournal.com]

"... It's not very... Imaginative... As far as epithets go..."

[union-jane.livejournal.com]

"Something doesn't need to be imaginative to convey meaning," said Seras.

She shrugged.

"What epithet would you have used?"

[strongestgirl.livejournal.com]

"I suppose not." Pippi said... "But I should think one would want to put some thought into it... I mean, anything worth doing is worth doing well don't you think?"

Pippi gave it some thought...

"I'd have to get back to you on that."

[union-jane.livejournal.com]

Seras shrugged.

"I suppose that depends on what your definition of 'doing well' is," replied Seras, "I mean, if the reason you're using the word is to convey disgust or hatred or whatever, then the most effective ones have always been short and to the point..."

Seras closed her eyes and shook her head.

"I'm sorry Pippi. This is a really crap campfire conversation," she passed over the s'more she'd been toasting.

[strongestgirl.livejournal.com]

"Are you kidding me?" Pippi said blowing out a flaming marshmallow.

"This one time, we were marooned on Moni Akaya Island for three days... Fredolf, that's my Papa's First Mate, all he could talk about were his bunions and how that if you looked at them juuuuuust right... It looked like the coast of Madagascar... Three days... Bunions... Madagascar... Even taking into account how much fun it is to say Mad-a-gas-car... Now that's a crap sort of campfire conversation..."

She took a bite of her s'more and finished her thought with her mouthfull.

"But it ya'd ruther talk about something else that's good too..."

[union-jane.livejournal.com]

Mad-a-gas-car

Seras laughed for a bit then nodded.

"Yeah. I would, thanks...So, you've been all over the world with your dad? Where was the best place you visited?"

[strongestgirl.livejournal.com]

"Oh yes I believe so." Pippi said, "Travel is the spice in the recipe of life. Hmmm, best place... Well, there's Madagascar of course..." she grinned.

"The Orient is pretty amazing I must say. It's so different from every other place and yet there something about that's strangely universal."

[union-jane.livejournal.com]

Seras grinned back and laughed.

"What's the food like? And what was your favourite place to visit in the Orient?"

[strongestgirl.livejournal.com]

"There's a place in Japan called Shirahama. Which is a great place to swim in the ocean... They eat a lot of sea food there... In China there's Hong Kong, being from England I should think you've heard of it. They have a festival that I think is going on right now there... It's all about buns... As in bread... But they're not like any kind of rolls you find anywhere else. They're white and they hang on a tower for three days and people climb the towers and throw the buns at you. And you grab as many as you can and take them home where you eat them as they are or float them in soup."