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fandomhighdorms2009-05-18 11:17 am
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Millard Filmore Campfire - Monday lunchtime - 5/18
Liir had been playing his usual game of avoidance for the weekend and thus decided to do something about it.
That was why he was out with a lit fire, putting sticks into the ground around the fire with a few different kinds of sausages, hoping to provide a little lunch and maybe, just maybe, see people. He wasn't worried about the sausages, even though he wasn't that hungry.
Makejoy, growing girl that she was, looked as if she'd eat every last one if no one came.
[open like a fire!]
That was why he was out with a lit fire, putting sticks into the ground around the fire with a few different kinds of sausages, hoping to provide a little lunch and maybe, just maybe, see people. He wasn't worried about the sausages, even though he wasn't that hungry.
Makejoy, growing girl that she was, looked as if she'd eat every last one if no one came.
[open like a fire!]

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She gave a nod to Liir and a glance at the different kinds of sausages he'd prepared. "Is for sharing?" she asked, just to be sure.
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"Certainly," he told her.
"Red is beef, yellow chicken, and blue is pork," he told her. "Lemonade's in jars behind me."
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"Easier for everyone," he said with a faint smile.
"It's been a while since I think I saw you."
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"Some time," she nodded. "I leaved for some weeks. But, am back now." Well, she'd been back for a few weeks, but there hadn't been any Darkest Night to watch, which was where they usually seemed to run in to each other.
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"Nothing too terrible, I hope."
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Firekeeper just shrugged. "We did not wish to forget what being wolves is like, surrounded by so many human things," she explained. "We miss zombies, though," why yes, she did sound rather disappointed by that.
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"Ahh, well, I suppose I can understand that. The wolves did like to go on their runs..."
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Firekeeper nodded. "Preserve not have much game, but enough. And no beds, or electrics, or heat from anything but our own bodies and my fires."
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"Did you see anyone else while you were in there?"
He'd never really ventured in much.
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No. Unless she was reading everything incorrectly. The wolf was kindred; or, as Liir put it, a Wolf, not a wolf.
Intrigued, she finished up her sausage and rose to greet the new arrivals. "I'm Karla," she said, with a small bow to the girl, and another to the wolf. Remembering what Jaenelle had said about kindred wolves, she kept her movements slow and steady, and did not make full eye-contact with the wolf. Karla had no intentions of fighting him for dominance juuuust yet.
*Can you hear me, Brother?* she sent on a kindred spear thread, while asking the girl aloud, "Does he speak?"
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"Blind Seer speak, yes. In manner of beasts. He understand human speech, but his mouth not made for shaping such sounds. He wish to know what you just do, to make him hear your voice with no sound."
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*Do you?* She asked Blysse on a human distaff thread.
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