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?"

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

"Why did I sign up for two workshops on the same day?" Bridge asks.

[demonbelthazor]

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

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

"You were overwhelmed by the possibilities of this, our educational experience?" Parker said in an ultra-serious tone.

[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]

Bridge snorts. "I'm sure that's it."

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

"Bel! Hey." Bridge waves.

[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]

Parker snickered, keeping one eye on the popcorn bag. "Are you tired form today's workshops? Or are you looking forward to two tomorrow?"

[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]

"I had two today. Cal's and Becky's." Bridge explains.

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

She grinned widely. "Oh, right. That'll do it. How did they go? Aside from the inevitable shoe theft, I mean."

[threeweapons.livejournal.com]

"Ah, that explains it. Is she still pissed off about the Angel/Logan thing?" Alanna settled down next to the campfire. Faithful started laughing again for some reason.

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

"She didn't steal my shoes," Bridge says, somewhat proudly.

[demonbelthazor]

"Classes are...interesting," Bel said, thinking of sex ed that morning. He grinned sheepishly. "And yeah, she wasn't happy."

[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."

[demonbelthazor]

"Hey, Bridge," Bel said. "Interesting morning, huh?"

[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]

Parker rolled her eyes. "I would expect not. Jeez. Death wish much?" She nudged the popcorn bag with her foot. "What workshop did you have today? If you had one." She grinned. "I lazed on the beach all afternoon."

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

"That's one way of putting it," Bridge says, blushing a little.

[threeweapons.livejournal.com]

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

[demonbelthazor]

"Lucky you. But yesterday was my day off," Bel said. "Today I had sex ed."

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

"Awesome. At all? Or do you just mean she gave them back at the end of the class?"

[demonbelthazor]

"It's probably only going to get worse," Bel said. "What do you expect from a sex ed class taught by a hooker? Or a nun, as Blair seems to think."