Pangolin campfire: evening

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

So, making a fire? Is a lot easier now that Parker's had a class on it. Also, even though it's nowhere near chilly out, it's just fun to have one. Various bags of junk food and a cooler with drinks have been left behind one log. Parker's trying to figure out if you could make microwave popcorn in a campfire.

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[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

"Duuuuude," Bridge says, wandering over and taking a seat after snagging a pop from the cooler. "Hi!"

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

"Dude," Parker says cheerfully back, ripping the plastic off a bag of microwave popcorn. "How was your day, cabin-mate?"

[demonbelthazor]

Bel wandered by the campfire. "Hey, Parker," he said. "How's it going?"

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

"Hey, Bel. Not too shabby. I'm about to verify if popcorn needs a microwave. Or if it'll catch fire before it pops." She carefully set the bag next to one of the firepit rocks. "How go your classes? Veronica said she whapped you for last Friday."

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

"Bel! Hey." Bridge waves.

[threeweapons.livejournal.com]

Alanna waved at Bel. For some strange reason, Faithful was laughing.

[threeweapons.livejournal.com]

Alanna came to the campfire, Faithful posing as a scarf. "Parker. I didn't know you knew how to start a fire."

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

"Hey, Alanna. All down to Callisto. She made us learn in Survival, last session." She grinned. "Hey, Faithful. Enjoying the cabins again?"

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

"Hey Alanna, Faithful," Bridge says.

[soldtoarmenians]

It's almost like Xander has a built-in radar for free food.

...Or like his boyfriend lives here, yes. Six of one, half a dozen of the other, really.

He waved, and grabbed a wee bag of chips and a drink, before sitting down near Bridge. "Hey, guys."

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

"Hi!" Bridge chirps. "So. I had Sex Ed today and I had to take off my shirt."

Bridge neglects to mention these two incidents were unconnected.

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

"Hey, Xand. Do you know if you can pop microwave popcorn in a fire?" Because if anyone would know a junk food fact like that, it would be Xander.

[threeweapons.livejournal.com]

Alanna waved. Faithful was laughing.

[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

"It's not a party without cupcakes," Anders pointed out.

Given the box of them he was holding, obviously he intended to fix that.

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

"Hey, dude!" Bridge waves, and snags a cupcake.

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

Parker grinned, and waved. "One for meeeee. Please."

[threeweapons.livejournal.com]

Faithful looked very cute and innocent. "Cupcake?"

[chasingangela]

Angela sat a fair distance from the fire, because it's way too muggy for such a thing, and grabbed a nice cold Sprite.

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

"Angela, hey!" Bridge waves.

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

"Hey, Angela!" Parker waved to her, and asked, "Want any of the junk food? I can get you a bag of chips."

[oatmanspatient.livejournal.com]

Marty wanders in and sits down next to her. "Hey. I'm not trying to stalk you. Really."

[threeweapons.livejournal.com]

"Angela! Long time no see!"

[multiplez]

Z sat down across from the fire with a soda from the cooler.

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

"Z!" Bridge says. "I haven't seen you since, uh... last night!"

[oatmanspatient.livejournal.com]

Marty wanders over from his cabin and grabs a seat. "Hey everyone."

[threeweapons.livejournal.com]

"You're back! And in one piece!"

[fates_jaye]

Jaye wanders over because she can. And if it's as busy as it was that one night, she can always run back to the cabin for alcohol for the party. "Hey," she greets them.

[chasingangela]

"JAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAYE!" Angela exclaimed. "oh my god, it's been five zillion years."