http://carter-i-am.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] carter-i-am.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] fandomhighdorms2006-07-14 10:09 pm

Seahorse Cabin, Friday Evening

Sam built a fire and proceeded to slather herself in Deep Woods Off. Within five minutes, she was drawing a design for a naquada-powered bug zapper in the dirt with a stick.


[ooc: Open to all, and the mosquitoes are biting!]

[identity profile] x5-alec.livejournal.com 2006-07-15 02:23 am (UTC)(link)
Alec exited the cabin after a long shower and a change of clothes, moving to take a seat near Sam. "Hey, Sam. What's up?"

[identity profile] saltandammo.livejournal.com 2006-07-15 02:23 am (UTC)(link)
Dean came out of the cabin and sat down near Sam. He had with him the fixings of s'mores. Braving flight class? So deserved junk food.

[identity profile] x5-alec.livejournal.com 2006-07-15 02:25 am (UTC)(link)
Alec reached over and grabbed a marshmallow. "We have any sticks to roast these on?"

[identity profile] x5-alec.livejournal.com 2006-07-15 02:27 am (UTC)(link)
"No, but I don't think they make me itch as much," he said, grinning. "Mosquitos aren't really picky about the blood they drink, really."

[identity profile] saltandammo.livejournal.com 2006-07-15 02:29 am (UTC)(link)
"Well I survived flight class without exploding or breaking anything -- including my sanity -- so I guess things are going as okay as they can be." He picked up a stick and put a marshmallow on the point. He offered her the bag. "Marshmallow?"

[identity profile] saltandammo.livejournal.com 2006-07-15 02:32 am (UTC)(link)
"Help yourself," Dean said dryly, but handed over one of the sticks he'd found before sitting down.

[identity profile] cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com 2006-07-15 02:35 am (UTC)(link)
Anders wandered over with a box of cupcakes (yes, he was still stuck on that schtick) and held them out to Sam with a flourish.

"Hey, Carter. Have some cupcakes. Want anything from Fenway?"

[identity profile] mparkerceo.livejournal.com 2006-07-15 02:38 am (UTC)(link)
Parker showed up covered neck to toes in light clothes, with a hood on over her hair. "Hey, Sam. Hey guys. How goes it?" She slapped at a bug. "Ow."

[identity profile] saltandammo.livejournal.com 2006-07-15 02:41 am (UTC)(link)
"It's not so much not knowing how as being, well, stark staring terrified of it," Dean admitted.

[identity profile] saltandammo.livejournal.com 2006-07-15 02:43 am (UTC)(link)
"Hey Parker," Dean greeted her. "Having problems?" he asked with an eyebrow raised.

[identity profile] mparkerceo.livejournal.com 2006-07-15 02:43 am (UTC)(link)
"Thank you. Gahhh." She sprayed down her arms and legs, then conversationally said, "I'm getting a gallon of this stuff at the store tomorrow, damnit. It was nowhere *near* this bad back in May. Or am I forgetting?"

[identity profile] cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com 2006-07-15 02:43 am (UTC)(link)
"Leaving tonight, back Sunday, so two games, yup," Anders said. "Sure you don't want anything? Foul ball? My color-coded scorecard?"

[identity profile] mparkerceo.livejournal.com 2006-07-15 02:44 am (UTC)(link)
"Bugs. Love me." Parker stuck out her tongue, and made a face. "I had to borrow Angela's OFF last night, now Sam's, I'm getting my own tomorrow." She shook her head. "Isn't smoke supposed to keep them away, or something?"

[identity profile] cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com 2006-07-15 02:50 am (UTC)(link)
"You know, that's a really good idea," Anders said. "I could start a scrapbook or something."
chasingangela: (name sidelong)

[personal profile] chasingangela 2006-07-15 02:52 am (UTC)(link)
Angela was strolling througgh the woods and came across a knot of people. "What's up? And hi, Sam."

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