Huggable Kitten Campfire, Thursday night

[fantastic-torch.livejournal.com]

Okay, so flaming up and actually hiding in the fire probably wouldn't be so damn hot if he actually scared someone. But man it was a funny thought. And he'd totally apologize. So that's what Johnny was doing. He was in the fire. Crouching some and hanging out so to speak, ready to move and freak someone out if they came close.

He was kind of bored. Ooops.

[Yo, totally open to anyone.]

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[senor-chado.livejournal.com]

A small, brown and white rabbit and a hairless cat, as odd of a pair as they made, were exploring together, and, of course, they came across other campfires (even ones with names that, if he realized it, would make Prince Oscar Pedro a little depressed). Pride and Prince Oscar Pedro hopped and padded toward the fire, one out of having nothing better to do and the other out of hopes for getting pets, and then stopped, tilting their head with a bit of surprise to not actually see anyone there. They were both smart enough to know that fires were usually attended by people.

Prince Oscar Pedro let out a scratchy meow, calling out in case anyone was hiding.

Pride didn't care. Pride hoped it really was just a fire by itself, because he would have liked that much better.

[fantastic-torch.livejournal.com]

So sorry for Pride. Johnny noticed the pair and raised firery brows. Odd that. It was Chad's cat, he knew, and the bunny... Adah's?

A twig snapped as he shifted and he shot a fireball up, straight up from the fire.

Yes, the need to entertain animals was quelling his boredom for the moment.

[ecirpnellehada.livejournal.com]

Both of the mammals followed the fireball shooting straight up with their eyes until their eyes couldn't follow anymore without their heads joining, and their heads followed it until they couldn't tilt back anymore. When that came about, the two of them glanced to each other, exchanging looks.

At that moment, these two very different animals had the exact same thought, and very promptly turned tail and ran (or in Pride's case, hopped), deciding that there might be safer places to explore than one with an exploding fire.

If Pride could talk, he'd point out that at least Prince Oscar Pedro didn't have to worry about singed fur.

[fantastic-torch.livejournal.com]

"Ah, man, come on!" Johnny was just getting started.

Frowning, he settled back, enjoying the fire all by himself.

After another moment, however, another fireball shot up straight from the center of the fire. He was cool like that.

[blinkandsneeze.livejournal.com]

"You look like a demon, did you know?" Viki asked amicably, watching him curiously.

[fantastic-torch.livejournal.com]

Dammit. He totally thought he blended in.

"Do I frighten you?"

[blinkandsneeze.livejournal.com]

"Not particularly," she said, considering that. "Which means, if you are a demon, that you must be a terribly junior one to be asking that. I have always thought demons would just... know."

[fantastic-torch.livejournal.com]

"I think were I a demon, I wouldn't be asking you if I frightened you. And I totally didn't know demons had levels," he told her, shooting a fireball in the air.

[notyourpawn.livejournal.com]

Alice was walking back to the Grave Guinea Pig and trying not to notice all of the raging campfires, tiger tiger burning bright, licking eating up the night but it was all right. It was. She was perfectly safe, and so were --

There was a figure, in that fire. Consumed by it. A body set fully ablaze, crackling, peeling, popping, Mum? Father! Get out of the house, Alice!

She hardly realized she was screaming. She couldn't seem to stop.

[fantastic-torch.livejournal.com]

"Oh my god! Oh my god! Wait! No! It's fine!" Dammit. Holy hell. Johnny rushed out of the fire to tell her he was fine, it was okay, but he was still ablaze, forgetting to extinguish the flames in an effort to calm the screaming girl.

Ooops. Hopefully no one heard her?

[notyourpawn.livejournal.com]

She grabbed for the front of his -- shirt? Did he have one? Had it burned into his skin, the crisp tang of smoke and flame and run, Alice, save yourself.

If her hands were getting singed, she didn't appear to notice.

"Get out of the house!" she told him, eyes wild and glassy. "Run!"

It wasn't Dinah's fault. She hadn't meant to. She hadn't.

[fantastic-torch.livejournal.com]

"Hey! Don't touch!" Johnny flailed backwards. House? Had he scared her that bad?

He extinguished the flames quickly. "Hey... look. I'm fine. Seriously... Oh my god I'm sorry?"

[blinkandsneeze.livejournal.com]

"It hurts no one," Viki offered, trying to be soothing. "Really, he is not even a demon."

It certainly wasn't worth screaming over.

"Would you like some water?"

[notyourpawn.livejournal.com]

Alice stared at the girl. The girl. The girl who was sitting and watching and not helping. She hadn't helped, either. Lying on snow and broken glass.

"No birds were flying over head," she said, flatly. "There were no birds to fly."

[blinkandsneeze.livejournal.com]

"Would you have flown them had there been?" Viki wondered idly. "Though, really, talking about things that were never changes how they turned out. So birds or no birds present, whether you could fly if the scene replayed, it doesn't really matter, one supposes."

[peace_n_war]

Huggable. Kitten.

As if being a newt over the weekend hadn't been humiliating enough. Warren had to be stuck in huggable. Kitten.

He stalked over to the campfire, took a seat, and proceeded to glare at it.

Fires with people in them deserved to be glared at.

[blinkandsneeze.livejournal.com]

"Did the fire do something to you?" Viki wondered, glancing at him.

[peace_n_war]

"Nope," Warren grunted, glancing away from the fire toward the girl who was talking to him. "Bad mood."

Warren was always in a bad mood.

[blinkandsneeze.livejournal.com]

She shrugged a little. "I have never heard of glaring at a fire to be helpful to such a mood."

[notyourpawn.livejournal.com]

She gave the boy a look. He was glaring. She was staring. The sky was airing. Twinkle twinkle little bat ...

"You know very well you're not real," she said, giving him the same unfocused stare she'd given Viki. "Someone awakens, and we all disappear. Which of us is the dreamer?"

[peace_n_war]

Warren looked at the girl, an eyebrow quirked.

That was certainly a different way to start a conversation.

"I'll give you the privilege," he replied. "I never was one to have big dreams."

[notyourpawn.livejournal.com]

Alice shook her head. "All I see are flames and death," she said in that same flat tone. "Perhaps your dreams would be kinder."

[fantastic-torch.livejournal.com]

Aha, some acutal entertainment.

Johnny stared back and a second later shot a fireball over the boys head.

What? The glaring deserved it.

[peace_n_war]

Warren's only immediate reaction was to quirk an eyebrow upward, and then double his glaring efforts. Because he was just cranky that way.

"Wanna do that again?"

Because he was also the sort to go picking spats with firepits, apparently.

[fantastic-torch.livejournal.com]

Johnny didn't hesitate. He shot off another fireball. Because he's cool like that.

And apparently he does what he's told.