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]

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[halfshell-hero.livejournal.com]

"It had those big, soulful eyes, man. And someone had just thrown it out. In the garbage! I had to rescue it!"
Mikey was quite possibly nurturing the fantasy that the little figurine had run off to be with more of its own kind, in a merry land full of puffy bunnies and tiny winged unicorns.
He had quite possibly been nurturing this fantast since he was eight and it had disappeared.

[turtle-toughguy.livejournal.com]

"What about the ones you sacrificed to the Vice Principal?"

[halfshell-hero.livejournal.com]

Mikey stared long and hard at Raphael.
...
And then, finally, he spoke, looking somewhat disturbed.
"Sacrificed, bro? I seriously thought that they were, like, a gift."

[turtle-toughguy.livejournal.com]

"Oh, well, when you put it like that," he waved a hand. "But I were you, I'd check on 'em, make sure he didn't set 'em on fire or nothing."