Squirrel campfire, early Tuesday morning

[nadiathesaint]

Nadia was making coffee over a small fire in the fire pit. She planned to head to the clinic later to see if she could get her cast off, but she wanted to shake off the morning remnants of sleep, first.

She was also possibly hoping to grab Pip nice and early, and get some of the possible groveling over with.

She was probably hoping even more to miss him entirely and never have to get around to telling him what she saw.

A distraction would be more than welcome.

[ooc: campfire is open]

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[walter-n-wires.livejournal.com]

Walter came out with a cup of tea and sat down next to Nadia. "Good morning."

[nadiathesaint]

"Morning." Nadia sipped her coffee, staring down at the tiny fire.

[walter-n-wires.livejournal.com]

Walter gave her a minute before saying, "I thought I heard something from your side this morning." As if I'm not familiar with what it sounds like when you wake badly. "Are you alright?"

[nadiathesaint]

Nadia bit her lip and nodded. "Yeah. It . . . was a pretty bad one. But I'm okay."

[walter-n-wires.livejournal.com]

At least now he could put an arm around her without feeling weird about it, so he did. "One of those? Or just a bad one?"

Not for the first nor probably the last time, Walter wished a lingering and painful death for Arvin Sloane.

[nadiathesaint]

How about a lingering and painful eternal life? :D

Nadia leaned into him. "I don't know. I think it might have been one of those, but I have to talk to . . . the person. First."

She was pretty sure Pip wouldn't want her to know what she did from the dream. She certainly wasn't going to start telling anyone else.

[strongestgirl.livejournal.com]

"Morning all." Pippi called coming out with a cup. "I smell coffee."

[union-jane.livejournal.com]

Stretching, Seras stepped out of the cabin. Green sparkles still clung to her skin and hair, and they glittered in the morning sun.

Seras, however, did not.

She plunked down infront of the small fire and mumbled something that might've been 'good morning'.

[nadiathesaint]

"I've made a couple cups," Nadia held up her jerryrigged pot on the end of a stick. "Would you like some?"

[strongestgirl.livejournal.com]

"I would. How are you this morning?"

[strongestgirl.livejournal.com]

"Same to you." Pippi said razing the cup of coffee she just got from Nadia.

[walter-n-wires.livejournal.com]

Man, Death doesn't even want him.

"Right. They're coming less often, at least." He watched her expression carefully. "Or aren't they?"

[nadiathesaint]

Nadia blinked at her. "You're sparkly."

[union-jane.livejournal.com]

Not having a cup in hand, Seras merely waved.

"Sleep well?"

[nadiathesaint]

Nadia shrugged. "Not bad. I've got workshops today, so that'll at least be interesting."

[strongestgirl.livejournal.com]

"Well enough." Pippi answered. "You?"

[union-jane.livejournal.com]

Seras blinked back.

"I--thank you?"

Then, it dawned on her.

"Oh, yeah. Arts and Crafts workshop," she said, holding up her hands and wiggling her fingers.

[strongestgirl.livejournal.com]

"I got documentary filmmaking. What do you got?"

[nadiathesaint]

Nadia shrugged. "I talked to Alfred about them the night you and Pippi got out of the clinic. He gave me a dreamcatcher, and I hadn't had one since then. But this morning, the dreamcatcher was broken."

[walter-n-wires.livejournal.com]

"Morning Pippi, Seras." Walter raised his cup of tea, because hey, tea.

[strongestgirl.livejournal.com]

"Good morning Walter." Pippi said clinking his tea with her coffee.

[nadiathesaint]

Nadia smiled. "Ah. Glitter. Coffee?"

[nadiathesaint]

"Scoobying, whatever that is, and then Campfire Stories tonight."

[union-jane.livejournal.com]

Seras waved her good morning and eyed Walter's tea.

[walter-n-wires.livejournal.com]

"I'll go by the name that it catches dreams. If you give it to me, I'll take it down to the restaurant to see if Alfred can fix it."

He rocked a shoulder against hers, "I'm just a few feet away. I'm sure I can find room for you in my bunk if you wake poorly."