Andromeda campfire, Saturday afternoon

[solo_sword]

Yesterday had left Jaina with more serious thoughts than she wanted to have, so she spent her morning trying out different scenarios in the flight shed. She would have been mentally thanking Anakin for the key but she was still a little upset over that boyfriend-threatening thing, so there went that.

When she got back, she decided since it wasn't really raining rain, there was no harm in starting a campfire. Besides, the candy rain meant s'mores might be more interesting, so she brought graham crackers out from the cabin, too. Even a year later, the Turtles had made their impression.


[Yes I changed it. There was peer pressure. Open! Boooooooooooooooooooooored.]

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[not-a-mused.livejournal.com]

Saturday meant a late start to plans. Any plans, although, really, the only ones Cal ever seemed to make involved the gym. Candy rain, however, was a pretty decent deterrent against those plans for a little while. Cal had been just outside his own cabin not long ago, watching it, until he was pretty sure that an M&M had almost blinded him. That called for going back inside and getting a baseball cap to wear before trying again for the whole gym thing.

But it seemed that distractions were the name of the game today, as he found another reason to pause and tilt his head when he spotted Jaina by one of the campfires.

"So you do exist outside of the gym," he commented.

[solo_sword]

"Quite often," she nodded, looking over. "The same could be said about you, you know."

[not-a-mused.livejournal.com]

"Hey," Cal pointed out, "I have a job." Yes, that was clear evidence. "And, come on, around this place, for all I knew you could have potentially been just this mysterious gym fairy whose main purpose was to make guys like me feel bad because there's this mysterious gym fairy who could easily kick my ass."

[solo_sword]

Jaina had to laugh. "Mysterious gym fairy, huh? Here I would have thought my main purpose in that case would have been muscle tone."

[not-a-mused.livejournal.com]

Cal shrugged. "Who really knows?" he pointed out. "That's what would have made you so mysterious."

He nodded his head toward the graham crackers. "Those for sharing?"

[missed-the-gate.livejournal.com]

He hadn't thought it possible to be bored when candy was falling from the sky, but there John was, moving from one campfire to another. When he spotted Jaina, John wondered if he should fess up to his prank or wait for her to hear about it later.

"This is an improvement on rain," he said, starting off neutral.

[solo_sword]

Looking down at a Skittle that had just landed on her arm, she said, "It's definitely more interesting," before flicking it off. "Hi."

[missed-the-gate.livejournal.com]

"Hi," he said, taking a seat. "You planning on cooking?" John glanced at the graham crackers and the fire.

[solo_sword]

"Makeshift s'mores aren't cooking," Jaina said. "And are, in fact, sometimes kind of gross."

[missed-the-gate.livejournal.com]

"Makeshift?" John wasn't sure he wanted to know. "Something wrong with the traditional or are you just too excited by the prospect of copious amounts of ingredients?"

[laidanegg.livejournal.com]

Dick stepped out of the cabin and was assaulted by a Cadbury egg. He felt this was ironic.

Anyway, he had chocolate and creme as he walked towards the campfire. "So what do we get in the winter instead of snow?"

[solo_sword]

"Last year it was snow," Jaina replied. "This year, beats me. Want to stick that on a s'more?"

[laidanegg.livejournal.com]

"That depends. Where'd the graham crackers come from?" Dick asked.

[solo_sword]

"Inside. They're perfectly safe, I swear," she assured him.

[laidanegg.livejournal.com]

"In that case, sure," Dick said.

[missed-the-gate.livejournal.com]

"Whatever you do, don't eat the s'mores!" John whispered when he didn't think Jaina was paying attention. He made the universal signal for choking and shook his head vigorously.

[laidanegg.livejournal.com]

"Because of poisoning or them just being bad?" Dick asked.

[missed-the-gate.livejournal.com]

"Bad," John hissed. "Beyond bad!"

[not-a-mused.livejournal.com]

After having considered such a question a little after hearing it, Cal had only come up with on feasible, acceptable answer.

"Do you really want to know?"

[laidanegg.livejournal.com]

"Unfortunately, yes, I do," Dick said. "I'm naturally curious."

[not-a-mused.livejournal.com]

"Isn't there some phrase," Cal mused, "about that and cats?"

Pause.

"Maybe that's it. Rains candy, snows cats and dogs."

[ambassadorinara.livejournal.com]

It had been a while since Inara had seen Jaina, and she figured it was her turn to visit.

She took a seat by the campfire, then began trying to loosen a sodden gumdrop from her hair, which was more than a little tangled and sticky. "Do you happen to have a knife, or pair of scissors?"

[solo_sword]

"Candy issues?" she frowned, retrieving her multitool from a pocket and flipping the knife open before handing it over carefully.

[ambassadorinara.livejournal.com]

"How'd you guess?" She took the knife and began trying to cut the drop away. "I'm sure there's a way to do this that doesn't involve cutting off my hair, but I will if I have to. How have you been?"

[solo_sword]

"I haven't had to chop anything out of my hair, but the week's technically not over yet," she shrugged. "I've been busy. Usually training or in France. What about you?"