FDR Campfire, Wednesday evening

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Shilo had decided to celebrate a successful first day at work with a fire. So she'd found some kindling, an old newspaper, and matches, and was building a fire the same way that her father had taught her how to in the fireplace.

She didn't know if it worked the same way for a campfire, but she could only hope. Besides, it wasn't as if she was planning on this being someone's funeral pyre. Just a small campfire, and hopefully some company.

She suddenly wondered if she should have stopped for s'mores supplies.

[ooc: Oooooopen.]

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"It's actually a pretty nice change of pace," Shilo replied. "It doesn't seem so... threatening."

[heromaniac]

Momoko held her tongue. Somehow. For a whole three seconds.

"Well, yeah. Usually. Until some weirdness happens. Fandom likes to make weird stuff happen. Did anyone warn you about the weirdness?" She wasn't going to mention the zombies. "It's usually not threatening, just... weird."

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"Yeah, Robin gave me a heads up about it when we met at the picnic," Shilo replied. "I guess I'll just have to see how weird 'Fandom weird' really is."