ext_100473 (
izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com) wrote in
fandomhighdorms2007-05-15 08:05 pm
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Platypus Campfire, Evening
Isabel had started a fire and was currently roasting a marshmallow to a perfect degree of doneness. Chocolate and graham crackers sat nearby for s'mores. And there were plenty for sharing.

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"Hi! Izzy, right? Do you have enough there to share?" he asked, as he set about finding a good roasting stick.
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Sokka skewered five marshmallows onto a nice forked stick and held it over the fire.
"So... how are you liking workshops and stuff?" he asked. Hey, it was conversation, right?
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Sokka's sugar was in various stages of roasting. One of the marshmallows furthest from the fire was just turning the perfect shade of golden on one side -- still uncooked on the other -- when the one on the very tip of the stick caught fire.
"YAAAGH!" Sokka yelped, and blew it out.
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Her marshmallow was perfect so Isabel neatly stacked the marshmallow, chocolate and graham crackers together.
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"I managed to get two workshops I hadn't signed up for," he added. "I don't know how THAT happened."
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"Hey Isabel." Tori smiled and waved. "How's it going?"
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Especially with the way things were going with Luke.
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He took a bite of s'more to demonstrate.
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