Millard Fillmore campfire, Thursday lunchtime

[future_sandworm]

The fire was lit, and Leto was heating water for spice coffee while chewing on some bread and dried fruit. It wasn't much of a meal, really, and he did consider finding something more filling in a while. Still, sitting here and watching the flames was comfortable enough, and soon the cinnamon scent of spice mingled with that of coffee, which always reminded him of home.

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[bitchprince]

In the somewhat fiendish operation Arthur had mentally termed Force The World To Make Sense, there were at least two points left to go: keeping Morgana from finding out about the magic thing until he found a way to break it to her that wouldn't end in anyone getting executed or having anything worse forced on them, and finding the abandoned shack that night so Jenny could help him 'sort out' some of his broken brain 'problems'.

One of these two was daunting, but he'd tackle them both with skill.

By lunchtime, he had to add a third point to this list: EAT. He was a growing boy. And so, strolling across the campground...

"Leto. Afternoon."

[future_sandworm]

"Arthur." Leto looked up. "Have a seat," he offered, gesturing with his hand. At least they were on speaking terms again, which was a relief.

He did suspect that he would end up with no dried fruit left though.

[bitchprince]

Growing. Boy.

Arthur did take a seat, however. "There are moose," he said, by ways of continuing the conversation, "Everywhere."

[future_sandworm]

"Yes," Leto said. "They were even in the classroom." He has stopped paying attention to them. "I expected them to be larger." There was a smirk. "Not much to hunt."

[bitten_notshy]

Jack nodded a greeting to Arthur out of politeness, noticing his conversation with Leto seemed intent. One more new person to meet....

"Good afternoon."

[bitchprince]

"Afternoon," Arthur returned, looking up. New?

[bitten_notshy]

New. Shiny, even. Short, British accent, old-fashioned suit and I swear if I describe him physically one more time my eyes will bleed.

He answered the unspoken question. "Jack Priest," he offered. "One of the new students."

[sorella-vecchia.livejournal.com]

When Triela saw who was at the fire she almost turned around and walked away. But it wouldn't do to let him know he'd had any effect on her.

So she took a deep breath, forced a casual expression of indifference, and walked over. "What's that smell?" she asked in lieu of having anything worth talking about.

[future_sandworm]

Leto looked up, smiling at Triela. He knew better than to make any reference to their previous encounter. "Spice coffee," he replied. "I would offer you a cup, but it's addictive. Please, sit down if you want to."

[sorella-vecchia.livejournal.com]

She eyed the coffee for a moment before nodding. "And I doubt it would interact well with all the other stuff I'm addicted to."

Yeah, that was it, just act casual. With that in mind she took a seat.

[bitten_notshy]

Jack hadn't met this girl yet; she earned a small smile and a "Good afternoon."

[sorella-vecchia.livejournal.com]

Triela raised an eyebrow before nodding politely. "I suppose it is."

[guardianborn.livejournal.com]

Rose wasn't necessarily all that fond of other girl's but the expression of indifference was pretty awesome and she gave her a wave. "Hey. Stepped on a moose yet?

[sorella-vecchia.livejournal.com]

Triela snorted, clearly amused. "Not yet. So far they've been polite enough to stay out from under foot."

[bitten_notshy]

Jack roamed the campgrounds after his class, eventually coming to rest near the lit campfire. He didn't know the people at it, but that wasn't a surprise by now.

"Hello," he said as he took a seat near the young man. "You're in my teevee class, aren't you?"

[future_sandworm]

"Yes, I am." He smiled at the man. "I'm Leto Atreides." After a sip from his coffee, he added: "How are you finding the class?"

[bitten_notshy]

"Leto," Jack repeated with a nod. "I'm Jack Priest. And I think I found the class useful. It's the only one I have on technologies from this time."

Also, he thought the teacher was hot, but that was beside the point.

"Do you like it?"

[guardianborn.livejournal.com]

"Scared anyone away yet?" Rose asked, giving cute Jack a quick smile.

[bitten_notshy]

"I have been a stunning failure in that department," Jack drawled, with a smile of his own. "How have you been, Rose?"

[guardianborn.livejournal.com]

After her sole class of the day, Rose wandered back to the cabins, happy to find a campfire with people at it. It kept her from what she ought to do which was go run.

She waved to the group with a grin. "Anyone try feeding the moose yet and seeing if they grow?"

[future_sandworm]

Leto looked up at her, amused at the suggestion. "No, are you suggesting we try?"

[guardianborn.livejournal.com]

"Sure, why not?" she said. "Just one though. The whole herd seems overkill."

[new-to-liirness.livejournal.com]

Liir came out mostly because of the cinnamon scent but was glad to see Leto there. He gave him a quick wave and settled on one of the logs with one of his notebooks; he wanted to write down a few more quick notes for Karla in case she needed them.

[future_sandworm]

Leto smiled and nodded at Liir. "I haven't seen you for some time," he said. "I hope you are well." He gestured for Liir to help himself to the dried fruit.

[new-to-liirness.livejournal.com]

"I've been hiding," he joked before grabbing some of the dried fruit.

"Well, no, not really. I've been around but I've been working on something. How about you? How are you doing?"