http://bigdamndestiny.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] bigdamndestiny.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] fandomhighdorms2009-05-11 06:01 pm
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Franklin Delano Roosevelt Campfire, Monday Evening

There was a proper firepit! Of course this meant Merlin was outdoors, getting the fire going. Yes, even doing it the normal way.

Because he was simply far too excited for things that made sense again! If only a little bit.

Not that he wasn't fond of indoor plumbing, of course...

"Come on then," Merlin grumbled, blowing on the tiny, tiny embers he'd somehow--against all odds--had encouraged to spark to life.


[[Open like a campfire!]]
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[identity profile] bigdamndestiny.livejournal.com 2009-05-11 11:42 pm (UTC)(link)
"You don't know how much people can eat, though."

[identity profile] likes-chicken.livejournal.com 2009-05-12 12:00 am (UTC)(link)
Hurley laughed. "I think I got a pretty good idea, dude."

[identity profile] bigdamndestiny.livejournal.com 2009-05-12 12:04 am (UTC)(link)
"If we run out, I'm telling people to blame you," Merlin replied with a nod.

[identity profile] likes-chicken.livejournal.com 2009-05-12 12:10 am (UTC)(link)
"Go ahead," Hurley said. "You want one, by the way?"

[identity profile] bigdamndestiny.livejournal.com 2009-05-12 12:22 am (UTC)(link)
"After you," Merlin replied, trying to add a small stick to get the damned fire going enough to roast. "A test run."

[identity profile] likes-chicken.livejournal.com 2009-05-12 12:25 am (UTC)(link)
"Don't trust my culinary skill?" Hurley asked.

[identity profile] bigdamndestiny.livejournal.com 2009-05-12 12:35 am (UTC)(link)
"Of course I do!" Maybe. "As long as what you make isn't horrid."

[identity profile] likes-chicken.livejournal.com 2009-05-12 12:44 am (UTC)(link)
"Perfect. I'll just leave the fire to you, uhhh, dude," Hurley said.

He realized he hadn't asked a name.

[identity profile] bigdamndestiny.livejournal.com 2009-05-12 12:52 am (UTC)(link)
"Merlin," He supplied helpfully, blowing on the embers again.

[identity profile] likes-chicken.livejournal.com 2009-05-12 12:58 am (UTC)(link)
"Cool," Hurley said. "I'm Hurley. You... got something against matches?"

[identity profile] bigdamndestiny.livejournal.com 2009-05-12 01:01 am (UTC)(link)
"You don't need them," Merlin insisted.

[identity profile] likes-chicken.livejournal.com 2009-05-12 01:03 am (UTC)(link)
"Well, no," Hurley said. "I don't need a microwave, either. Just makes things easier."

[identity profile] bigdamndestiny.livejournal.com 2009-05-12 01:09 am (UTC)(link)
"...that's the odd oven, right?"

[identity profile] likes-chicken.livejournal.com 2009-05-12 01:10 am (UTC)(link)
"Yeah," Hurley said. "It's kinda awesome, dude."

[identity profile] bigdamndestiny.livejournal.com 2009-05-12 01:38 am (UTC)(link)
Merlin wasn't allowed to use anything with buttons on it.

It would only end badly.

"It's... how on earth does it even work?"

[identity profile] likes-chicken.livejournal.com 2009-05-12 01:49 am (UTC)(link)
"Uhhhh, it just does," Hurley said. "I'm no engineer or anything, dude."
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