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Puffin Campfire, Sunday Evening.

Sakurazaki had returned to camp just as quietly as she had left...Actually, no, she had been significantly quieter on her return, considering the very bothersome phone call she had recieved. She slips into the cabin and washes off the retreat sweat from herself, and then slips out just as easily, lingering over to the campfire. Her hair is still damp, down around her shoulders, and she reaches up and stretches, letting out a long grunt as her muscles loosen. Ahhh, that felt good.

The whole retreat felt good. She desperately needed it. And when she drops onto a log and sets to starting a fire, a very warm smile is on her face. She leans forward and watches the blaze in calm, meditative contentment.

[[OOC: zomg, grab happy Sakurazaki while she's here! open!]]

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Slowly, almost like it was being clandestine, the beam of a flashlight crept up the ground towards her from behind. When it reached her seat, it made it's way to her head.

Shielding her eyes against the bright light, Sakurazaki looks toward it to find the source. "Hello?"

"Who goes there, friend or foe?" Tim asked, trying to sound uber-macho.

She blinks, partially for the light on her face, and partially for trying to recognize the voice. She can't see anything beyond the beam. "Friend. Who is this?"

Tim moves the light from her face. "tim. Hi!"

Light now not a factor, she can actually see him quite well on the roof. She smiles up at him. "What are you doing? You're not having trouble sleeping in the cabins because of Cuddles or anything, are you?"

Her smile drifts away for a moment, fist clenching, but she takes a deep breath to calm herself before letting her thoughts go back there again.

"Uhm, nope. Who's cuddles? I'm standing guard. In case of underwear gnomes, or roaming bands of exploding cheesecakes."

"Cuddles...Alphonse's cat..."

She tilts her head to the side, eyes slightly wide. "Tell me, Tim. What in the world did I miss while I was gone this weekend?"

"Well, Meerkat, cabin had all their hair dyed funky colors, someone let ducks loose in Squirrel cabin, Stickbug apparently had all their underbritches stolen, and...I forget which cabin got a gift of an exploding cheesecake. And never play rock paper scissors against River Tam, she's a master."

She's almost blinking more now than when the flashlight was in her eyes. "Wow. But I'm glad we've got someone keeping watch."

There's a slight pull in the back of her consciousness. She tries to tell herself to ignore it, but she can't. "Think you might need some help? I can take over for you, if you get tired. I've been in the protection business for most of my life...I'm supposed to be on break, but I think I can go back on duty for the safety of Puffin." She smiles softly.

Tim smiles too. "i want to stay up here at least until the radio broadcast." Tim said. "But yeah if you want to join me or relieve me that'd be cool. Alphonse (http://community.livejournal.com/fandomhighdorms/614237.html?view=36906077#t36906077) was up here for a while too."

"A united front is one that stays strong," she dispensed, sagely. "I will be honoured to aid my fellow cabinmates." Almost sounding like one of her frequent sighs, Sakurazaki released a slight chuckle. "I don't usually sleep much anyway, so I'll come releive your duties later tonight."

Tim nodded and smiled. "sounds good." he neglected to tell her that he'd mostly been kidding, and didn't expect any of that to happen to them. They were after all, Switzerland.

She smiles and nods back, contemplating the pursuit of small talk, but decides it's best to let him focus on his duties. After all, she was definately much more serious about this than she probably had a right too.

A loud noise of someone tripping and a splash of someone hitting the bucket of water that puts out the fire is heard "Itaie!" comes a girlish yelp of pain from that same spot. Female Ranma appears a few moments later in the warm firelight. She might see that bruise she left on his cheek if her eyes were really sharp.

"Setsuna..."

((welcome back, hope you had a good weekend))

Unfortunately for Ranma, Sakurazaki's excellent vision witnesses the whole thing. She bites her lip, feeling her good mood drifting away from her faster than clouds on a windy day. She lifts her chin and turns away slightly.

"...Saotome..." She refuses to look him (or, well, her, in this case) in the eye.

[[Thanks; I did! =D ]]

//I... lost my head. You see... I don't know what came over me...// She might see all the bumps and brusies he has at the moment. He's had strangely bad luck this weekend.

((sorry for taking long! I have things but I still wanted to get this convo started))

Deep breath, she reminds herself. Keep breathing. She tries to recall all the things she resolve in her head over the weekend, but she just draws a blank whenever she try to remember what she had decided about this whole situation.

//"..You lost more than just your head, Saotome."//

[[no worries. :) ]]

//Pleasee! Forgive me!I did what I told YOU not to do and lost control of my feelings. I should listen to my own advice...//

Sakurazaki frowned. Hearing what she wanted to hear in boy Ranma's voice in girl Ranma's voice was making this difficult, and increasing her irriation more. She noted once again how badly Fandom needed some hot springs.

//"Don't even compare the two. When my feelings get the best of me, I just sulk. You let your feelings get the best of you, and went completely out of line."//

Ranma grudgingly kneels in the very respectful Japanese manner. //Please I'm begging ya!I don't like it when we're fighting! And... bad things keep happening to me ever since! You see how many injuries I have. I can't walk 10 steps without triping over something...//

Oh, God, what was he...she doing? A hand drifts to Sakurazaki's face to cover her sudden embarrasment. This was embarrassing...if it had been boy Ranma, she might have gloated, but...but this? She didn't know if she could handle a girl doing this...

But then the words processed in her head. ...Bad things? Ever since? Her e yes get wide, recalling the phone conversation, and then she violently shakes her head. No. Curses didn't work like that. Ever.

//"You deserve far worse than that, Saotome. Do you honestly realize how...incredibly ridiculous, disrespectful, absent-minded, misguided, foolish, idiotic! you were?"// With each word, her voice becomes more bitter.

//I deserve worse than a punch in the face, tripping all weekend, losing every ounce of pride I have running away and falling off the roof? I said I'm sorry! Do you need to hit me some more? Please just forgive me!// His sad blue eyes gaze up at her still pleading. This is really a strain on him, he hates groveling.

((I'm sorry, gotta go to bed, I have to march a parade tomorrow. Yay memorial day. I'll try to slow play this as fast as we can so we can move on plot-wise. Night night!))

Sakurazaki has to admit, he is doing a pretty good job at the grovelling, and the fact that he's a girl right now is definately helping his case more than it should. Still.

She inclines her chin sharply. //"Have you apologized to Jude-san yet?"//

//"Yes! I did before he left..."// He looks still more desperate and eagar.

She frowns. That wasn't the answer she was expecting. //"Good,"// she simply says, head still up, eyes still away. //"He deserved an apology more than I did."//

Mutters inaudibly ///He did not..// He stands, not wanting to stay in such a shameful position so long. //So come on Setsuna.. I said I'm sorry!//

She glowered slightly, still feeling unsatisfied. Why did he have to stumble onto the bucket like that? Hearing the apology from him as a girl was like hearing the apology from an entirely different person.

Sakurazaki also stands. //"Find yourself some hot water, and then we'll talk, Saotome. I've got watch duty tonight so I should at least try to get some sleep. But, I'm sorry, I just can't accept your apology like this."//

//Damnit Setsuna! I can't grovel like this for so long! Don't you understand that this is hard for me! I'm the same person and it's hard to sit on my knees! Why isn't tthat good enough for you?// He's losing his temper again. He's not one for apologies nad the fact that after all this she's still unsatisfied is pushing him to frusteration.

//"I don't want you to grovel, Ranma. I just want you to talk, that's all. Look..."// She takes a deep breath. //"Okay, I'm not mad at you anymore. I just want to talk. But right now is not a good time. It's getting late."//

He sighs heavily. ///Fine, Would you mind visiting me on the roof sometime?//

She nods. //"I'll stop by tomorrow night."//

//Thanks.// He gives a small waves and hurries off, two or three thuds are heard as he progressively trips farther away.

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