Herbert Hoover Campfire-Wednesday evening

[solo_sword]

Jaina still didn't want to be in the cabins. She'd gotten too used to privacy, too used to being able to spend time alone with her boyfriend, too used to having the time to get work done on her own schedule.

But she wandered out to the campfire when she had some free time anyway, figuring that at least radio would say she tried. Because she had no idea yet that she was doing it. When she saw no one out there, she considered for a moment going back inside, but she wasn't really capable of half-assing it that much, and tried to get the fire started anyway.

See? Totally trying.

[Open campfire is open!]

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[pastmewrong.livejournal.com]

Effy had so far failed epically at cabin living, by not even speaking to any of the people she was living with. This didn't particularly bother her in the slightest, but that said, she wasn't quite antisocial enough to ignore the fact there was one sitting out there.

Maybe she's growing as a person.

... Or not.

Probably not.

Whatever, at least she sat down on one of the logs around the fire, and stretched out to watch this girl's attempts at firestarting. She might even offer to help. In a minute.

[solo_sword]

Jaina watched her for a moment through the corner of her eye, surprised that there wasn't an immediate greeting from someone she didn't know. It was sort of refreshing.

"It's probably wrong that I haven't met you yet," Jaina said.

[pastmewrong.livejournal.com]

"I am living with you." So yes, it was probably a little wrong. But as usual, Effy could find a way around saying that outright. It was implied. "For now."

[stocksgrrl.livejournal.com]

Turtle was killing her mun heading out for her usual campfire visiting, and it looked like it would be Hoover tonight.

"How's it going?" she asked the general public as she took a seat.

[solo_sword]

"It does make things a little easier to get names rather than 'Hey you'ing all over," she said, nodding. "Jaina."

[ancientbschamp.livejournal.com]

Gabrielle was humming to herself in her usual awful, tuneless way as she wandered through the campground, and couldn't help spotting someone having trouble with the fire.

"Do you need any help with that?"

This could either go really well, or really badly. Who knew, with her?

[solo_sword]

"We're halfway through the week, I'd say it's going well," Jaina decided. "Where'd you come over from?"

[pastmewrong.livejournal.com]

"Effy," she said in return. "I probably wouldn't respond to 'hey you'."

She might, actually, but she might not respond well, and that was more the point.

[solo_sword]

Jaina had no doubt she could get it in time, but who was she to turn down help from someone who might be better at it? She offered the stick, saying, "If you want to help, knock yourself out."

[stocksgrrl.livejournal.com]

"Cleveland," Turtle said, wrinkling her nose a little. "I wanted to be in FDR."

[solo_sword]

"I'll keep that in mind. Have you met anyone else in here?" She only asked, because except for those she already knew, Jaina herself hadn't made much- or any- effort.

[solo_sword]

She frowned. She'd done just enough research to know the cabins were presidents. "Why did you want to be in FDR?"

[stocksgrrl.livejournal.com]

"He got us through a war and an economic crisis!" Turtle said. "And, I mean, considering the other options....he's kind of the best one."

[ancientbschamp.livejournal.com]

Gabrielle crouched down beside the fire and started rearranging some of the wood, adding tinder and dried leaves. "It's not so hard once you get the hang of it," she said, twitching a log a little to the left. "Try having to do this every night if you want to go to sleep without freezing to death. Or get eaten by bugs. Sometimes I think the bugs are worse. In that sort of situation you tend to learn really, really fast."

Note that she had not actually gotten the fire started yet.

[stocksgrrl.livejournal.com]

Turtle seemed to be running into Effy at these things enough that Turtle was probably mistakenly thinking she might be a social person. She waved, of course.

"Hey again, Effy."

[solo_sword]

"I suppose you could rename it, if you don't mind confusing a lot of people," she suggested.

[pastmewrong.livejournal.com]

"Nope," Effy replied easily. Not sounding at all fussed about not knowing the people sleeping three feet away from her. "I'm sure I'll run into them eventually."

It tended to happen when you lived in such close quarters. It wasn't like she was actively avoiding people.

"Have you?"

[armybrat-lois.livejournal.com]

Lois plopped down next to Jaina, bag of marshmallows in her hand. "I wonder how long it's gonna be before I get tired of s'mores."

[solo_sword]

"I already know Kaylee and Lois. Otherwise, I'm failing at social, apparently," she shrugged. "And there always seems to be one or two people in every cabin I never see somehow..."

[pastmewrong.livejournal.com]

Oh, Effy was a social person... In as much as she spent a large amount of time at parties around lots of people. However, those situations were the sort that weren't conducive to idle chatter.

This, was actually less her sort of thing. Yet somehow, she was still here. She was still trying to fathom that.

"Turtle," she offered by way of greeting.

[solo_sword]

Oh, Jaina was noting. She wasn't saying anything yet, though. "I'd really rather not have to try that," she admitted. "Where are you from?"

[missed-the-gate.livejournal.com]

"Hoover, huh?" John remarked, taking a seat. "Think they'll make you vacuum?" It was lame, but then, so was he.

[solo_sword]

"Just in time to leave the cabins, so you can get sick of them all over again next session?" she guessed.

[missed-the-gate.livejournal.com]

John reached for Lois' marshmallows. "I'm so glad you're the sharing sort, Lois."

[solo_sword]

"Are you going to be surprised when I say you totally lost me on that one?" Because Jaina had had absolutely no reason to vacuum here.