Main Campfire, Monday morning

[inthereflexes.livejournal.com]

Jack decided to take matters into his own hands. He'd managed to not find his little sibling for, like, over a week or two, and this was too far. No telling what would be happening by this point in a place like this.


So he made a sign, LEDA in big bold letters, and planted it by the main campfire. Have to see it sometime, right? Couldn't miss it.


To pass the time, he was cooking some hotdogs over a little fire.

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[heartflames.livejournal.com]

Eleanor was making a habit of rising early and heading out for a walk. Possibly it had something to do with all the time she'd spent locked up at home.

She was headed out along one of the trails when she spotted the sign.

"Excuse me, but why do you have a sign with the name Leda on it?"

[inthereflexes.livejournal.com]

"It's my Little Sibling. I, uh, missed the picnic or something. Know anyone named Leda?" he asked, offering a hot dog.

[heartflames.livejournal.com]

"Yes, I do, and no thank you," she waved a hand at the hot dog and took a seat nearby.

Hotdogs were ... okay, but not something to get exicted over, she'd discovered.

"She's very nice."

[inthereflexes.livejournal.com]

"Oh, well that's good. I'd hate to have a not-nice Little Sibling. You...wouldn't happen to know where she is, right?"

Hotdogs were amazing. Even better when cooked, best over a fire.

[heartflames.livejournal.com]

"Lydon B. Johnson cabin." She only knew that after helping a rather intoxicated Leda get home after the Beltane party.

"Rather odd names for cabins, don't you think?"

[inthereflexes.livejournal.com]

"They're all dead Presidents, but yeah. Not names I would have gone with, myself. Probably better than what I would have come up with." Names like Ford, Chrysler, GM, Mack, Peterbilt...

"I'm Jack. Jack Burton."

[heartflames.livejournal.com]

"Oh, I see. I'm afraid I'm not terribly familiar with all the Presidents." Partly because a few came after her time, partly because she was British, but mostly because she'd been shut off from such matters for a long time.

"Pleased to meet you, Jack. I'm Eleanor."

[inthereflexes.livejournal.com]

"I take it you're new?" Jack wasn't so completely dense that light bent around him. Really.

[heartflames.livejournal.com]

"Yes, I am." And she was rather wishing that part would be over already. "And you've been here for a while, I presume?"

[inthereflexes.livejournal.com]

"For a little bit, yeah. You've met your Big Sibling? You've had the run-down about the gremlins?"

He was not touching the glitter.

[heartflames.livejournal.com]

"Yes, I've met Tony."

A beat.

"What is a gremlin?"

Somehow, they'd missed that part.

[inthereflexes.livejournal.com]

"Oh, no." Jack managed to say this with his hand over his face, shaking his head. "Gremlins are nasty little buggers that bite you and make bad things happen. Just...watch your ankles. Don't worry about it, you can't actually die of shame, else this island would be vacant. You can hear about them on the radio."

Tony covered the squirrels, right?

[asgardcreated.livejournal.com]

Jon grinned when he saw the sign, because that was definitely inventive.

"What did she do this time?"

[inthereflexes.livejournal.com]

"I dunno. I haven't met her. I'm her Big Sibling," he said with a shrug. "Hotdog?" he asked, grinning.

[anarchist-queen.livejournal.com]

Well now, this was interesting. "What's all this?"

[inthereflexes.livejournal.com]

"This," he pointed with one hand, "is hotdogs. For breakfast. And this," he pointed with his other hand, "is a sign for my Little Sibling. Not sure who this Leda is."

[anarchist-queen.livejournal.com]

"You do exist!" Leda grinned. "I'm Leda." She stuck out her hand. "Pleased to meet you Stu."

[inthereflexes.livejournal.com]

"Hey! Good to meetcha! Name's Jack. Burton. I've been here for a while."

He held up his fingers. "Two things. One? Stay away from the gremlins. And two? ...who's Stu?"

[anarchist-queen.livejournal.com]

Leda giggled. "It's just how I talk. What's with the Gremlins. That's the school's mascot isnt' it?"

[inthereflexes.livejournal.com]

"Mascot smascot. They're evil lil--nevermind. You'll see them around somewhere. Just...yeah. If it happens? Lock yourself up in your room or something." He chuckled a bit.

[anarchist-queen.livejournal.com]

"What, are they like land piranha or something that eat people?"

[inthereflexes.livejournal.com]

"It'd be easier if they were. It's like they have crazy blood or something. Like...rabies. It's like rabies, but less frothing at the mouth and more thinking you're a superhero."

[anarchist-queen.livejournal.com]

That actually sounded kinda cool.

"Wait wait, so their saliva is a hallucinogenic?"

[inthereflexes.livejournal.com]

"Yes. You're tripping on gremlin spit." Which would make a cool name for a song.

[anarchist-queen.livejournal.com]

She was going to have to look into this. "Transcendent. So steer clear of Gremlins. What else you got for me?" She brushed back her hair, revealing her pointed ears.