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Main Campfire, Friday Evening

Once the sun went down, a rather spectacularly large bonfire was lit for the party. No, Merlin was not aware it was now celebrated on the first of May. Calenders change, after all.

There was even a crudely constructed maypole there in case anyone felt the need to dance around it. They did so at their own peril, of course. The mockery that may ensue would probably be great.

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"I dunno, I made it up. There is a Volcano goddess that's real I think."

"You're funny," she giggled. "But I think there is one too, though I am not hardly a goddess."

Eleanor had some self-esteem issues, oh yes.

"Nah, you're way too nice for that. So, Queen. Queen Eleanor of the Volcano people."

"And you can be Princess Leda of the Fairies," she laughed.

"Thank you my Queen." Leda curtsied. Or tried to. She wound up falling on her ass.

Eleanor tried to cover a snicker, largely failing.

"Do you need a hand?" she offered, sticking a hand out.

Hopefully, she wouldn't wind up on her ass too.

(totally get her on her butt if you want ;)

"Yes please." Leda snickered, taking her hand. Whether she pulled Eleanor down by accident or on purpose is anyone's guess.

"Ooo, sorry. Was that my fault? Not terribly helpful, was it?" But she was grinning.

"I don't like the blame game." Leda said. "Sides, it's kinda comfy down here." She leaned a bit on Eleanor."

It was actually rather comfortable. "And I think you may have inbibed a bit too much. What was that stuff you were drinking?"

She wasn't being accusing, just teasing and curious.

"This, is Dragon's Milk. It's wonderful. But it's no good for humans."

"Oh. I see." She wondered if Leda was just joking or not.

Dragon? They were real?

"I do have something that's just as good and is fine for humans." she offered, taking a flask out of her pocket.

She looked at for a moment, considering. "I'm not certain if I should. I've never even had wine before."

Leda shrugged. "It's not wine. 'S actually a lot stronger than that. So maybe you're right."

"Yes," she nodded. "Give me a chance to work up to it first," she smirked.

~~and when the mun hasn't already put up a morning post for her, heee~~

"Karla's got some good wine."

"I have not met her yet." Then... "Karla is a girl, yes?"

"Either that or she's a very pretty boy." Leda giggled.

"Well," she said with a sly grin, "I don't know about you, but I have seen some rather pretty boys here."

And it was fine to discuss since things with Leda since she was a girl. Saying anything like that around a boy, Eleanor would be as red as the bonfire.

Leda grinned widely. "Oooooh yes. In fact I don't think I've seen a single ugly one."

"See any you really like?"

"'S little early to tell. But the kid with the mohawk's nice."

Eleanor cast her a look. "What is a mow-hawk?"

"It's..." Leda pushed all her hair towards the middle of her head and tried to simulate a mohawk. "It's a punk hair style."

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