Kraken Campfire, Later Tuesday Night

[the_merriest]

Rikku hoped it wasn't too dark that people wouldn't be able to see that she now had purple hair.

Aly was on her short list of Favorite Teachers Ever.

She hoped the Kraken bathroom had recovered from any possible dye-related mishaps.

Rikku sat in front of the campfire, bouncing to herself. Ready to chat the ear off anybody and everybody who dropped by.



[so very open]

Comments

[halfshell-hero.livejournal.com]

"So, which casa is your casa, dude? Or, uh, dorm room?"
If Mikey had been told before, it totally didn't matter. Because he had the memory of a gnat at the best of times.

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

"Oh! I'm on the second floor. 227. Well, 225 is my workshop but I like, sleep and stuff in 227. Except when I'm sleeping in the cabins."

[halfshell-hero.livejournal.com]

"Two-two-sev-five. Gotcha!" Mikey made a point to commit that to memory. "I'm in room 407. You know. When I'm not in Keroppi."