Puffin Campfire, Early Evening.

[bound2blade.livejournal.com]

She had tried a walk. She had tried going through her forms. She had tried reading her books (really bad idea), but nothing could get that leer out of poor Sakurazaki's mind all day. Not even her archery workshop dispelled the disturbence....

...But she did have a camcorder. Sitting by the fire, she was busying herself with discovering all the different features and making very artistic clips of fire and shadows, hoping not to break that strange machine in her hand. Having it cradled in her palm felt good, though...she was starting to feel like it was decent substitute for a sword. And fiddling with it almost got the blush out of her cheeks. Almost.

[[OOC: Open, with a disclaimer that all conversations will most likely be recorded. For prosterity, of course...]]

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[dude-its-jude.livejournal.com]

After the campfire earlier and then his phone call to Nikki, Jude went wandering. And ooops, wandered right by what happened to be Setsuna's cabin. And she was sitting outside. It would be just plain unfriendly to not stop and say hi.

"Hi," he said.

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Sakurazaki whips her camera angle toward the voice. "Hello!" she said, warmly at first, and then, when the focus cleared on who it was, a warm smile spread across her half-covered face. And then her mind went to connecting a variety of different things: the camera in her hand to where she got the camera in her hand to the leer that preceeded the camera in her hand to inappropriate thoughts to vibrating chair to try to do whatever you can to suppress a little squeal of discomfort.

She quickly zooms the view out. "Um. Hi, Jude."

Camera shift: to fire. Angle down.

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Uh oh. What had he done? He thought desperately but couldn't come up with anything. So the logical thing to do at this point was to ask for clarification. He didn't move any closer, kind of lurking on the edge of the circle with his hands in his pockets. "Hey, Setsuna, did I do something wrong?" he muttered.

[bound2blade.livejournal.com]

"huh?" What an odd question! Of course, it seemed odd because it was probably the furthest thing in her mind that Jude could do wrong at this point. She turns the camera back on him, zooming in, trying to see his face. Damn lighting.

"No, of course not. I've just kind of had a rough day. Come join me?" She put a hopeful smile behind her invitation.

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"Sure," Jude grinned, instantly perking up. He moved closer, mugging for the camera before flopping down next to her. "Rough day? Want to talk about it?" He nodded towards her hand. "Nice camera, by the way."

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"Arigato," she says; she would slide one of her eyes shut in concentration as she adjusted the zoom to accomidate his proximity, but it was already that way to use the camera. Maybe that's why she liked it so much. "I got it for my documentaries class. Which is also the source of my distress. It creates an interesting balance of irony, I have to admit. But that's about as far as I want to go into that." There seems to be severe hate and disgust in her voice with the last part.

[dude-its-jude.livejournal.com]

Jude winced. "Whoa, harsh." He was going to offer to beat someone up for her, but she didn't want to talk about it any more. Hopefully that didn't mean not talking about the whole workshop, because that would pretty much kill his topics of conversation. "How'd the rest of the class go? You seem to be lovin' that camera." He made another face for the camera, an exaggerated starlet moue.

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Sakurazaki grins. "So do you! I really do like it. The rest went well; we learned how to use them; I think I'm actually getting the hang of it. I'm not usually good with technology."

[dude-its-jude.livejournal.com]

"Cool. Y' seem to be doin' great." He tentatively held out a hand. "D'ya mind if I have a look?" Jude's grin was a bit sheepish. "I'm kinda into filming tricks and stuff like that, but I left my camera back in the dorms."

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Sakurazaki holds out a warning finger. "You have to promise to be good to her. I think I'm falling in love." Then quickly added: "with her."

[dude-its-jude.livejournal.com]

Funny. His heart didn't usually jump like that. Instead he straightened and placed a hand over his heart. "I will treat her with the utmost dignity and respect like the lady she is. And I won't drop her into the fire, either."

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She is quite aware that he's joking about the fire, but it still causes Sakurazaki's grip to get a little tighter on the camcorder. After all, he is pretty klutzy, and...

Taking a deep breath, she closes her eyes and forces the doubt away. "Be careful!" she reminds him again, very sternly, as she hands the camcorder over.

[dude-its-jude.livejournal.com]

She's right about the klutzy. But he's sitting down and she hasn't done anything like smile at him. Okay, so she has, but not . . . smile smile, like . . . okay, he was confusing himself. But he took the camera with reverent hands, slipping his hand through the strap and holding it carefully with both hands. He happily played with the buttons for a minute before bringing it up to focus in on her face. Which looked even cuter by firelight.

Which is when Jude became very thankful for that strap, because he almost dropped it. Instead he assumed his best interviewer voice. "Setsuna Sakurazaki, you've just survived your first two days of Camp Fandom - how do you feel?"

[kitty--fetish.livejournal.com]

It was evening, and Alphonse was kinda bored much like the mun. Wandering sounded like a fun idea, and why lookie there, it seemed like there was already life right outside his own cabin. He didn't, however, really know what the thing Sakurazaki was holding was. So he stared curiously for a moment before making his presence known, "What's that thing?"

[bound2blade.livejournal.com]

She smiled as she turned the lense toward Alphonse. "It's a camera. It's for my documentaries workshop, and we got to take them so we can learn how to use them." She shrugs her shoulders, some sort of expression of glee, although very tamed.

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"Ooh, yeah, I think I've seen one of these before," Alphonse stepped closer to inspect the camera at a better angle, looking right into the lens. "It's a bit different, though. Technology around here is insane."

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The smile grows into a grin. The shot of Alphonse's eye is amazing. She even lets out a small chuckle. "Are you not from around this time, then, Alphonse? I forget sometimes about the noncongruant timelines around here."

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Alphonse shook his head, backing out by a little, but still staring at the camera. "Nuh-uh. I'm not really sure how my timeline lines up with this one, but it's 1918 where I'm from. Even then, stuff from back home is nowhere near as advanced as here."

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Another soft chuckle. "Definately not, I'd imagine. 1918, you say?" The wheels in her head kick into motion. "Do you mind if I ask you a question or two, then? For prosterity's sake. You see, we have to make documentaries. I'm not really sure what I want to do mine about, but I thought, if anything, I could test out a few thoughts. And you've inspired me a little. So...may I?"

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"Sure," he nodded, taking a seat near the campfire. "Go right ahead."

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"Tell me about Japan, as you know it. Your thoughts and opinions, if any, as you, Alphonse, are culturally aware of it from your pre-Fandom time and place. And any possible alterations that may have occured since."

Okay, so it wasn't technically a question. But it didn't matter. As she said it, the more she started to like this topic, and how her mind started to buzz over the fact that Fandom's very structure opened up so many doors into anthropological investigations.

[kitty--fetish.livejournal.com]

"Um." Alphonse tilted his head and thought. "I don't really know a thing about Japan, other than it's got strange snackfoods and a writing system I can't read in the least." He paused, then added, "And Sakura's from there, too."

[bound2blade.livejournal.com]

Sakurazaki finds that a very satisfactory answer, amusing, although not containing the depth she was hoping for. But then there's that last part, which causes an instant misinterpretation.

"Ah." She holds out a finger. "It's Sakurazaki."

[kitty--fetish.livejournal.com]

"Huh? No, it's just Sakura."

[bound2blade.livejournal.com]

She frowns. What was he talking about? As if she wouldn't know her own name. Unless...

"Oh! Do you mean sakura, the word? Because those exist elsewhere, not just Japan...I thought. They just don't call them sakura."