aye aye campfire ; early thursday morning.

[conathon.livejournal.com]

Sawyer had gone and bought some nice breakfast food for his non-existant cabinmates, he had spent some money on some nice doughnuts, some biscuits, orange juice and breakfast sausages if you wanted to cook them over the fire. Now all he needed was...people to eat this crap. Sighing, he plops himself down by the campfire and starts cooking a sausage.




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[nadiathesaint]

Nadia leaned forward. "And what could possibly be ten times worse than that? That's at a man's disposal to use, of course. We women have much worse."

[conathon.livejournal.com]

"I won't tell you. Man's code of honour." Holding up a hand.

[nadiathesaint]

"Honor? Bah. I think you won't tell me because you don't actually have a secret weapon." Nadia took a bite out of the end of her sausage.

[conathon.livejournal.com]

Sawyer gives her a teasing glare, "You're just using mind tricks on me. Trying to get me to say what my secret weapon really is." Getting out a doughnut.

[nadiathesaint]

"Sawyer, I'm hurt that you'd think I'd be so underhanded." Nadia pouted. "And here I thought we were getting to be friends."

[conathon.livejournal.com]

He shook his head, "Still not tellinggg.." Singing the last word as he bit into a dougnut

[nadiathesaint]

Hm. It was a sad state of affairs for womenhood if she could not use her wiles for such information.

She concentrated on her sausage again for a moment. "I am doubting the existance of this weapon of yours. Nothing can defeat the power of well placed eyeliner, after all."

[conathon.livejournal.com]

"Don't make me beat you up, Nadia." His tone of voice obviously teasing as he pushes her knee.

[nadiathesaint]

"Try it and I'll mallet you," Nadia responded sweetly, teasing back. "Or eyeliner you. Either way."

[conathon.livejournal.com]

He clicked his tongue and gave her a wink, "I'd take the mallet over eyeliner in the ear, anyday, darlin'." That smug grin on his face.

[nadiathesaint]

"I'll definitely keep that in mind." She finished her sausage with a quick lick of her lips and a smirk. "And start carrying eyeliner more often."

[conathon.livejournal.com]

"You women..I swear..." He trailed, shaking his head as he finished off his orange juice.

Glancing at his cabin, no one came out that whole time they were talking, "I think I'm in a cabin full of zombies or something."

[nadiathesaint]

Nadia followed his gaze. "This being Fandom, that wouldn't surprise me."

[conathon.livejournal.com]

He shudders, "Now I don't even want to go back in there." Shuddering some more.

[nadiathesaint]

"Maybe they're nice anti-social zombies? The one's at Caritas are okay, even if they do smell,"

[conathon.livejournal.com]

"Thank God that I haven't noticed any weird smells." Sighing heavily with relief.

[nadiathesaint]

"Well, keep your nose open. Just in case."

[conathon.livejournal.com]

He shudders at the thought of zombies in his cabin, "No thanks." Scrunching up his nose in disgust.

[nadiathesaint]

Nadia shrugged, finishing off her orange juice. "Well, thank you for the breakfast, Sawyer. And good luck with the anti-social-not-zombie cabin mates."

[conathon.livejournal.com]

"Thanks for actually coming over here and eating it." He stands when she does, "It was nice meeting ya."

[nadiathesaint]

Nadia raised an eyebrow and smiled at the gentlemanly behavior. "Nice to meet you, too. And next time I'll get you breakfast."

[conathon.livejournal.com]

He smiled back, "Sounds like a plan."