ext_31287 ([identity profile] saltandammo.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] fandomhighdorms2007-05-15 04:36 pm
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Jackalope campfire, Tuesday evening

After chatting with his brother and Dawn, Dean wandered back over to his own cabin, grabbed a soda and some campfire friendly food and settled down outside intent on just kicking back and relaxing.

[ooc: for cabinmates and anyone else who wants to stop by. campfire munchies completely shareable and modable]
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[identity profile] saltandammo.livejournal.com 2007-05-15 11:56 pm (UTC)(link)
"Well she's not from around here. I had to explain credit cards to her."

[identity profile] grenfelzer.livejournal.com 2007-05-16 12:06 am (UTC)(link)
"True enough," Carmela says. "Still. I'd hate to see what'd happen if she gets in a sticky situation and *doesn't* have chocolate to bargain with."

[identity profile] saltandammo.livejournal.com 2007-05-16 12:10 am (UTC)(link)
"Well all that tight leather would probably help there," Dean offered.

[identity profile] grenfelzer.livejournal.com 2007-05-16 12:23 am (UTC)(link)
"Not with a Tawulf," Carmela says. "They're all purple and spindly, and have these gross buggy eyes."

[identity profile] saltandammo.livejournal.com 2007-05-16 12:39 am (UTC)(link)
"Gross. Salt work against them? Or iron?"

[identity profile] grenfelzer.livejournal.com 2007-05-16 12:56 am (UTC)(link)
"You could probably break 'em in half without much effort," Carmela says with a shrug. "The problem is getting close enough to do so. As a species they have a fondness for really, really big guns. Compensating, you see," she smirks.

[identity profile] saltandammo.livejournal.com 2007-05-16 01:18 am (UTC)(link)
"So it's the sneaky you need, huh?" Dean asked.

[identity profile] grenfelzer.livejournal.com 2007-05-16 01:44 am (UTC)(link)
"Yup, sneakiness and the right kind of bribe. Which is where the chocolate comes in."
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