Scorpius Campfire, Saturday afternoon

[mrodneymckay.livejournal.com]

Rodney got hit in the head with a gumdrop as soon as he walked outside. He frowned at the sky for a moment before shrugging and going back inside.

A few minutes later, Rodney returned to the campfire armed with a large beach umbrella, a bucket, and a laptop. He set up the umbrella over a seat and placed the bucket just outside the covered area. After settling himself as comfortably as possible, he popped open his computer and began working. Periodically, he reached into the bucket and ate a random piece of candy. He wasn't all that picky about sweets so he really only paid enough attention to what kind of candy it was to make sure he didn't accidentally eat a lemon drop. That would be bad.

[Yes, Rodney does actually live here. His mun's He's just been antisocial. Campfire is open!]

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[mrodneymckay.livejournal.com]

"Probably not the best idea right now what with the unusual precipitation and all. But, maybe another time," Rodney said agreeably.

[new-to-liirness.livejournal.com]

He kept himself from rolling his eyes by recalling that Rodney was sharing his umbrella.

...one could show off the broom without actually flying, after all.

"Certainly," he agreed, no hint of amusement to his tone. To make up for the nothing else he had to say, he popped another chocolate into his mouth.

Amaretto. Oh. That was rather delicious.

[mrodneymckay.livejournal.com]

"Okay," he replied. And with that settled, Rodney focused his attention back on his laptop.

[new-to-liirness.livejournal.com]

And Liir was content to leave it.

Failed social attempt number... he didn't care to count that high.

Luckily, he had enough to preoccupy him that the quiet wasn't too terrible.