Sirius Campfire: Sunday Morning

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After a day spent frolicking in the Preserve with all her new friends, Giselle was almost sad to have woken back up as a girl.  But the sun was shining, and she'd made a lovely fire and even found some yummy breakfast food in the living room of the cabin.

Her friends - the squirrels and chipmunks and even a few teal deer - were still sitting around the campfire, and Giselle was talking animatedly to them, slightly saddened they didn't talk back like they did in Andalasia. 

[OOC:  Campfire!  Open!  Breakfast!]

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"Oh, I did," she said happily, offering to pour him a cup of tea. "I played tag with the songbirds!"

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"Wait," Cal blinked. "You did? Man, everyone was right then. I thought I wasn't going to be able to...Oh, and, yes, please, thanks...I mean, they didn't exactly look sturdy enough to fly, you know?"

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She poured the tea and handed him the cup happily. "I didn't think so either! But the birds looked so happy wheeling about in the sky! So I had to try."

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"Thanks," Cal said again as he took the tea, curling around it a little; he blew lightly on it before having a sip. "At least you had fun, though, right?"

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"Oh, yes," Giselle agreed. "I'm so very sorry you didn't get to try You would have felt so free. Just like a bird!"

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He tried not to, but Cal couldn't help a little chuckle. "Maybe next time," he said. "I'm Cal, by the way. Hi."

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"I'm Giselle," she said, smiling brightly at him. "I'm so glad to meet you."

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Okay, so they hyperness was kind of weird and the talking to the animals that she was doing when he interrupted was strange, but he had to admit that Giselle had a kind of infectious smile. In a strange, surreal, oddly optimistic sort of way. "Nice to meet you, too," he said, kindly and then jerked his head back toward the cabin before taking a sip of the tea. "This where you crash?"

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"Crash?" Giselle asked. "Oh, no, I fall off of things a lot, but usually someone catches me. I don't crash."

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Cal had to press his lips together a little to keep from laughing. "It's a...turn of phrase," he explained. "I didn't mean it literally." Although it was probably good to know that there was potentially klutziness involved here. "I meant, is this the cabin where you're staying?"

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"Oh! Yes," she beamed at him. "It's a very nice little cottage. Which one are you in?"

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Cal snorted slightly. Cottage.

"Virgo. I was on my way to the gym, but then...well. Breakfast." He lifted his teacup a bit in salute to Giselle's offering of feeding.

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The mention reminded her and she bounced up to start scooping some of the eggs and bacon onto a plate. "Would you like toast too?" she asked, gesturing to a stick and holding out a piece of bread.

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Cal blinked a little at the spurn into action and took a moment to answer. "Uh, yeah, sure," he said, taking both bread and stick. "That'd be great."

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"Oh, good," she said happily. "The birds helped me toast some earlier, but I think they're tired now."

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"Do they, uhhh, usually help you make your toast?"

Cal figured that it would probably be better to ask that question than to comment about how the birds could otherwise compliment the toast.

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"Of course," she said. "They're very helpful. They helped me with my hair this morning. It was all full of sticks and leaves after frolicking all day yesterday."

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"And they helped pick them all out?" Cal asked. "How symbiotic; they probably went to use all the sticks and leaves for their nests or something."

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"Maybe they did," Giselle said thoughtfully. "I've never thought about that. I just thought they were being kind."

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Cal grinned a little. "Well, they might have been. But being kind's easier when you get something out of it, too."

He thought that he should go take a walk in the Preserve sometime soon and check for any birds' nests traced with little threads of red hair.

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That concept had obviously never been proposed to her before and Giselle clasped her hands under her chin, thinking. "That does make it sound so sad."

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"...Sad? Why? Everyone's benefiting from it, aren't they?"

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"But then the sweetness of generosity is lost! You make it sound so, so cynical."

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"I always have been kind of a cynic," Cal admitted with an apologetic look toward Giselle. "Sorry. But that's good. You seem the optimistic type; we can reach a balance, and then everything's even, y'know? Yin-and-yang."

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"Yin and yang?" she asked curiously. "Are those dwarves?"