Main campfire, Saturday morning

[suzotchka.livejournal.com]

Rizzo, sitting on top of one of the picnic tables by the unlit fire, leaned back and folded her legs in the tight black dress she had found in her closet this morning. Loose t-shirts and those jeans? So not her style. Why she even had them, she didn't know. She had woken up with the worst craving for a cigarette, a need she was now satisfying with a long drag and relieved exhale. She held the cigarette loosely in one hand, leaning back on the other as she surveyed the goings-on around her with an amused little smile, sunglasses perched on top of her head at the moment.

[[In a startling turn of events, open for interaction! *grin*]]

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[lilpunkinbelly.livejournal.com]

Dawn walked out of the cabin, intending to get something to eat. She made a beeline for Dean instead. "Hi," she smiled at him, "ready for later?"

[saltandammo.livejournal.com]

This, Kenickie thought, was his lucky day if he was having pretty girls just walk up to him and ask things like that. He gave the brunette a flirtatious smile and said, "I can be ready for whatever you want me to be."

[lilpunkinbelly.livejournal.com]

Dawn grinned back. "That's what you said yesterday. I just didn't want you to have changed your mind."

[saltandammo.livejournal.com]

"Course not," Kenickie said,though really he had no idea what she was talking about. But he was for anything that had pretty brunettes looking at him like that.

[lilpunkinbelly.livejournal.com]

"Everything okay?" She trailed a finger down his arm. "I thought I was supposed to be the nervous one?"

[suzotchka.livejournal.com]

"Nervous?" Riz scoffed, draping an arm possessively around his shoulders. "Kenickie? What scam are you pullin' now?"

[saltandammo.livejournal.com]

"I'm not pulling nothing," Kenickie protested. "Just having a conversation with... what was your name again?"

[lilpunkinbelly.livejournal.com]

"What was my..." Dawn looked hurt, then concerned. Maybe he'd gotten amnesia or something, "Are you okay? Did you hurt yourself?"

[saltandammo.livejournal.com]

"I'm good," Kenickie said, then asked with a leering grin, "You can check to see if I'm bruised though it you want."

[suzotchka.livejournal.com]

Rizzo swatted him on the shoulder. "Kenickie!"

[lilpunkinbelly.livejournal.com]

"Dean? Why is she," Dawn gave Ivanova a scornful once-over, "calling you that. And if you forgot my name after yesterday, I'm not checking you for anything."

[saltandammo.livejournal.com]

"Sorry, doll," Kinickie told her. "Think you must've mistaken me for someone else. Don't know no 'Dean.'"

[suzotchka.livejournal.com]

Rizzo made a face right back at Dawn, trailing her fingers possively down Kenickie's neck and across his shoulder. "Dean? Sounds like a total square."

[lilpunkinbelly.livejournal.com]

Dawn glared at Ivanova in a way that certain ashed vampires would know came with a threat of arson. "I didn't think he was, but apparently he's a good actor."

"And you," she turned her glare on Dean and tried to ignore the hurt she felt. She gritted her teeth. "Stay away from me."