Jackalope Campfire, Tuesday Evening

It had been a long day at the Photo Hut.  During his first ever shift, John had actually managed to read a few pages of his book.  He thought that deserved some relaxation, so he sat poking the campfire with a stick, hoping to see some friendly faces.


[ooc: come say hi!]

[identity profile] robotboyfetish.livejournal.com 2007-05-22 11:37 pm (UTC)(link)
Cassie was wandering again.

"Hey," she said in greeting.

[identity profile] robotboyfetish.livejournal.com 2007-05-22 11:54 pm (UTC)(link)
"Don't think we've met before," Cassie said. "I'm Cassie."

[identity profile] connernotconnor.livejournal.com 2007-05-23 12:37 am (UTC)(link)
Conner nodded briefly at her. "Hey, Little Miss Sunshine."

[identity profile] robotboyfetish.livejournal.com 2007-05-23 01:00 am (UTC)(link)
"Who you callin' little?" Cassie asked.

[identity profile] connernotconnor.livejournal.com 2007-05-23 01:02 am (UTC)(link)
Conner made a face at her. "Figure of speech, duh."

[identity profile] connernotconnor.livejournal.com 2007-05-22 11:48 pm (UTC)(link)
Here came Conner, wandering through after a long day at the construction site.

"Hey, dude," he said offhandedly, pausing at the Jackalope campfire.

[identity profile] connernotconnor.livejournal.com 2007-05-22 11:56 pm (UTC)(link)
"I'm guessing you're one of the new kids?" asked Conner. "How're you digging our funky island so far?"

[identity profile] grenfelzer.livejournal.com 2007-05-23 12:00 am (UTC)(link)
Carmela comes sauntering by the Jackalope campfire, a magazine tucked under one arm.

"Hey John," she says with a grin as she sits down.

[identity profile] grenfelzer.livejournal.com 2007-05-23 12:07 am (UTC)(link)
"Oh, you know, workshops..." Carmela waves the rolled up magazine in the air as emphasis. "Calling home to find out that from their perspective Ronan's been gone a year instead of just a couple weeks, you know. Just stuff."

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[identity profile] connernotconnor.livejournal.com 2007-05-23 12:06 am (UTC)(link)
"Hey, Carmela," Conner says, tossing a wrapped peppermint candy at her. Hey, he found it in his pocket. It might have gone through the wash once.

[identity profile] grenfelzer.livejournal.com 2007-05-23 12:09 am (UTC)(link)
"Hiya Conner," Carmela fumbles a bit for the candy but manages to catch it. She raises an eyebrow and looks at him dubiously. "How long was this in your pocket?"

[identity profile] connernotconnor.livejournal.com 2007-05-23 12:28 am (UTC)(link)
"Uh . . ." Conner tries to think about the last time he washed these jeans. "I have no idea?"

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[identity profile] stocksgrrl.livejournal.com 2007-05-23 12:56 am (UTC)(link)
Turtle hopped out of the cabin after getting a few things situated after work, bringing with her some s'mores stuff she'd picked up while she was there. She figured it was high time she treated everyone. "Hey guys," she waved to everyone gathered. "Help yourself."

[identity profile] stocksgrrl.livejournal.com 2007-05-23 01:04 am (UTC)(link)
"Is that even possible?" Turtle was definitely giving John the 'you're quite clearly insane' look.

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[identity profile] saltandammo.livejournal.com 2007-05-23 02:38 am (UTC)(link)
Dean wandered out of the cabin with a bag of M&M's and flopped down on one of the logs surrounding the fire. "Hey."

[identity profile] saltandammo.livejournal.com 2007-05-23 03:02 am (UTC)(link)
"After class today, that seems somehow... appropriate."

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