Main Campfire [Tuesday, Evening]

[pastmewrong.livejournal.com]

Effy had spent most of the past four days avoiding people. Something that was probably a good move on her part, and for everyone, considering that she wasn't the most openly friendly sort to begin with, and that would really only be compounded by jetlag and getting sent away to this fucking place. Boring as Bristol was, she couldn't say this was somewhere she particularly wanted to be either.

A few days on, she'd begun to see the attraction of certain parts. In this case, the attraction of getting to sit out by a roaring fire, poke idly at the embers at the edge with a stick, and watch them glow and fizzle with the air.

This was actually not bad, and for the moment even quiet.

And occasionally, she sat back to swig from a plastic water bottle she was keeping away from the flames. Chances were, it didn't actually have water in it.

[[Open like a big open campfire.]]

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[fratboybitch.livejournal.com]

Someone was already at the campfire tonight and, wonder upon wonders, it was someone he recognized.

"Oh look, it's my bestie," he said, tone sarcastic. He took a seat on one of the logs. "Fire good?"

[pastmewrong.livejournal.com]

"Not bad," she replied mildly, glancing up with a slight smirk. "If you've been plaiting friendship bracelets, they can go on now."

[fratboybitch.livejournal.com]

"Oh, wouldn't you know, I ran out of material," Alex said, shrugging. "You'll have to do with the sentimental value of me offering in the first place."

[stocksgrrl.livejournal.com]

Come on, Newbie Lexicon, don't fail her...

Turtle eyed the guy, struggling to come up with anything other than pregnancy and hunchba--

"Alex, right?"

Theeere we go. Good job, lexicon.

[fratboybitch.livejournal.com]

Oh, it was the pregnant hunchback. Or something.

"Yep." He nodded. "And you are...Turtle."

Be glad he didn't actually call her Pregnant Hunchback.

[stocksgrrl.livejournal.com]

The main campfire, Turtle decided, seemed like a good place to start tonight, settling in after another day at the store.

She remembered the girl who was already there, but her lexicon seemed to be failing today.

"Hey," she offered. "I remember you from the picnic, but, I'm sorry, I can't remember your name..."

[pastmewrong.livejournal.com]

"Effy," she said, a small smile creeping onto her face. She was actually a whole lot more open to socialisation when she had a little bit of alcohol in her. Go figure.

"... you were Turtle, right?" It was a fucking weird name. Not the sort of name you forgot, really.

[stocksgrrl.livejournal.com]

Which Turtle counted as a good thing. She nodded. "Right, Turtle. How are you settling in so far, Effy? Any weird classes?"

[sonofmogh.livejournal.com]

Worf was not exactly patrolling. It was more of him being on alert. Especially since the invasions of zombies and aliens recently.

So it was unfortunate for Effy that Worf found her near the fire ring.

"I assume you are taking proper percautions?" Worf growled.

[pastmewrong.livejournal.com]

"Of course," she replied, leaning back to look at him. The growling was still hardly something to deter her.

Well, of course she was being safe for her least favourite weird looking goody goody!

"Having a nice walk?"

[sonofmogh.livejournal.com]

"Yes. Very pleasant," Worf grunted. "I advise you to make sure a fire extinguisher is available in case it spreads and to stay a respectable distance from the fire in order to prevent any injuries."

[stocksgrrl.livejournal.com]

"Hi, Worf," Turtle waved. She didn't talk to Worf, like, ever, but camp was all about being social, even to the not new people you didn't talk to, like, ever. "How goes it?"

[sonofmogh.livejournal.com]

"I am currently going nowhere. I stopped her to make sure that someone was following proper fire care," he said glaring over at Effy. "Or were you attempting to make small talk?"

[trigons_child]

Raven couldn't help but stare at Worf. "You are not from Earth," she said, cocking her head. She knew there was magic here, but those from other worlds as well?

[sonofmogh.livejournal.com]

"That is correct," Worf replied sharply. "I am from the future. However I was raised by human parents."

[rocksthescarf.livejournal.com]

Chuck was avoiding his own cabin after that shameful display of sharing feelings in front of Sam in class today, so he found himself at the main campfire. He had already had a joint lit by the time he sat down against a log.

"New girl," Chuck greeted with a nod.

[pastmewrong.livejournal.com]

She watched him a moment, taking her attention off the fire.

"Effy," she corrected after a moment, not really feeling like being identified as 'new girl' for the rest of her time here. She thought it was understandable.

"Unless I should be referring to you as 'old guy'."

[fratboybitch.livejournal.com]

"At least I won't be the only bitched at about the smoke tonight," Alex said once he'd spotted Chuck. "Easier to blame you."

[trigons_child]

"Hello," Raven said, trying to make an effort to be friendly with her fellow students. At least this one had his shirt on.

[trigons_child]

Raven knew she couldn't hide in her cabin all the time, so she might as well go outside and meet more of the other students. She tentatively approached the main campfire. It didn't seem too crowded now, at least. And she could always excuse herself if it got to be too much.

"Hello," she said hesitantly as she neared the fire.

[pastmewrong.livejournal.com]

Effy glanced up from the fire, quirking just a slight bit of a smile. Aww, look. A shy one!

"Hello," she returned, cocking her head as she watched the girl.

[stocksgrrl.livejournal.com]

"Oh, hey!" Turtle could not refuse talking to a newbie more. "...Rachel, was it?"

[thismaskiwear.livejournal.com]

Katchoo wasn't much for socialization on any given day, but she didn't feel like going back to her cabin, and she was still kind of intrigued by Effy.

She grunted a brief almost-greeting and sat down on a log as far away from everyone else as possible, pulled her flask out of her pocket and propped it against her leg, then lit up a cigarette.

[pastmewrong.livejournal.com]

Effy nodded her own greeting in return, keeping her eyes on Katchoo for a moment as she fiddled with that bottle of hers.

Apparently, they both had the same excellent ideas.

[sonofmogh.livejournal.com]

"Those... are bad for your health," Worf noted.