http://ella-obeys.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] ella-obeys.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] fandomhighdorms2008-05-19 11:56 am

Lupus Campfire, Monday afternoon

Ella found a letter from Char in her mail, so she was happily rereading it after she stoked a small campfire and set some bread borrowed from her class near it to toast.

It sounded like Ayortha was dreadfully dull. She'd have to write a good letter, then, to cheer him up. She drafted a reply in her head as she waited for her meal to be ready.

[OOC: Open like a campfire. Blair's thread is after any others chronologically.]

[identity profile] gameknowsgame.livejournal.com 2008-05-19 04:05 pm (UTC)(link)
After the weekend Blair was in a foul mood. The island's new proximity to France wasn't helping. Seeing a familiar face meant that Blair's foul mood had a target.

"You," she said, flatly.

[identity profile] isourking.livejournal.com 2008-05-19 04:07 pm (UTC)(link)
"Hello," Ron greeted Ella as he returned from his workshop. "How are you today?"

He knew he had met Ella before but the name was a little hazy from all the rum he had drank that day."

[identity profile] gameknowsgame.livejournal.com 2008-05-19 04:08 pm (UTC)(link)
"I suppose your weekend was fine," Blair said.

[identity profile] gameknowsgame.livejournal.com 2008-05-19 04:12 pm (UTC)(link)
Headache. Which meant no radio. Which meant possibly Ella didn't know.

"The same," Blair replied, waiting to see if Ella would believe it.

[identity profile] isourking.livejournal.com 2008-05-19 04:16 pm (UTC)(link)
"Good. I punched a bag today," Ron said looking at his bruised knuckles. "It was... how do you call it? Cathartic or something? And-"

Ron stopped and gave Ella a bewildered look. "France?"

Ron wasn't known for his powers of observation.

[identity profile] gameknowsgame.livejournal.com 2008-05-19 04:17 pm (UTC)(link)
Blair decided to sit down. "It was intolerably uncomfortable. I have no idea how they think they can claim what's in those cabins as proper bedding."

[identity profile] gameknowsgame.livejournal.com 2008-05-19 04:21 pm (UTC)(link)
"There's dirt everywhere," Blair said. "I don't even want to consider what bugs might be crawling around."

Especially after an entire day of her and her cabinmates being ponies.

[identity profile] gameknowsgame.livejournal.com 2008-05-19 04:31 pm (UTC)(link)
"There's maid service?" Blair asked. Okay, a male maid but a servant was a servant.

[identity profile] isourking.livejournal.com 2008-05-19 04:33 pm (UTC)(link)
"I've been there once," Ron said with a nod as he started to look for any of the coastline to see what had changed. "On my way to Egypt for a family trip. It was just briefly and seems like forever ago. Did you enjoy it?"

[identity profile] gameknowsgame.livejournal.com 2008-05-19 04:38 pm (UTC)(link)
Blair remembered Turtle as being the one who owned a store. Which for an adult depended greatly on the store. For a high schooler it held potential for being impressive. Still,

"I don't feel like waiting until housekeeping decides to finally do its job," Blair said.

[identity profile] isourking.livejournal.com 2008-05-19 04:46 pm (UTC)(link)
"Mine seems to be about hitting people and sex," Ron grumbled. "Somehow I seem to get put in the abnormal courses."

[identity profile] gameknowsgame.livejournal.com 2008-05-19 04:47 pm (UTC)(link)
"Please." Blair flipped her hand in a sign of dismissal. "You've got to be joking. I've far too many important things to be spending my time on."

[identity profile] isourking.livejournal.com 2008-05-19 04:56 pm (UTC)(link)
"Doesn't sound much like a holiday to me," Ron mused. "Then again everything on this island seems a bit backward to me."

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