http://strongestgirl.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] strongestgirl.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] fandomhighdorms2006-07-15 07:41 am
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Squirrel Campfire - A quiet Saturday morning

Pippi is sitting by the campfire, which does have a fire going.

Not a roaring fire. And not exactly "fire" per sae, more like a pile of glowing coals. It doesn't give off a lot of light but it does give off quite a bit of heat to hold back the chilly morning fog.

Also in the fire ring are a number of foil wrapped pouches, a coffee pot, and a Dutch oven from which comes the smell of baking bread.

Pippi wonders if the birds are sleeping in this morning.

[[ooc: Don't be shy about asking for some breakfast! ...If you can figure out how.]]

[identity profile] cyclopeanmerc.livejournal.com 2006-07-15 04:06 pm (UTC)(link)
Pip waved to Pippi as he sat down at the fire. He pointed at the at the pouches with a questioning look on his face.

[identity profile] cyclopeanmerc.livejournal.com 2006-07-15 04:15 pm (UTC)(link)
Pip blinked.

"Sure, but what's with all the miming."

Is what he wanted to say.

Instead, he said:

"..."

He blinked in suprised. And then cursed several times in three languages.

Or rather, he didn't.

[identity profile] cyclopeanmerc.livejournal.com 2006-07-15 04:23 pm (UTC)(link)
Pip sighed silently. He pointed at the coffee and nodded, mouthing "Fandom."

[identity profile] cyclopeanmerc.livejournal.com 2006-07-15 04:32 pm (UTC)(link)
Pip took it thankfully. And silently. Like a silent French mercenary who can't talk.

He tried to think of a way that he could use to indicate his query of what the food was.

[identity profile] cyclopeanmerc.livejournal.com 2006-07-15 04:37 pm (UTC)(link)
Pip looked around to see if he could see what Pippi was looking for. Whatever it was.

[identity profile] cyclopeanmerc.livejournal.com 2006-07-15 04:41 pm (UTC)(link)
Pip nodded and scrounged up a similar stick.

DON'T KNOW.
AT DORMS
PRIVATE TIME?

[identity profile] cyclopeanmerc.livejournal.com 2006-07-15 04:49 pm (UTC)(link)
Pip nodded and cleared his patch.

FREAKY MAGICAL THING
HOPEFULLY NOT DANGER
IS JUST SPEECH OR ALL SOUNDS?

[identity profile] cyclopeanmerc.livejournal.com 2006-07-15 05:05 pm (UTC)(link)
SO NO HUMAN NOISE?

Pip tapped the ground a few times before noticing something.

NO BIRDS?

[identity profile] cyclopeanmerc.livejournal.com 2006-07-15 05:15 pm (UTC)(link)
Pip nodded and picked up the tongs.

[identity profile] cyclopeanmerc.livejournal.com 2006-07-15 05:27 pm (UTC)(link)
Pip blinked as he pulled the packages out of the fire. Once they were set cooling on the side, he picked up his stick.

ANIMALS TOO
EXPLAINS WHY
MB NO WAKE ME

[identity profile] cyclopeanmerc.livejournal.com 2006-07-15 05:30 pm (UTC)(link)
DON'T KNOW. WASN'T AROUND
WHEN I WOKE UP.
POSSIBLY GONE TO HUNT SILENT ANIMALS?

[identity profile] cyclopeanmerc.livejournal.com 2006-07-15 05:36 pm (UTC)(link)
TIME TO EAT?

[identity profile] cyclopeanmerc.livejournal.com 2006-07-15 05:45 pm (UTC)(link)
Pip took a fratata and bit into hit. He swallowed it and made what he hoped was a "Yummy" gesture.

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