LBJ Campfire, Thursday Night

[likethegun]

Sometime during the day, Sam had come to a sad realization - he hadn't had nearly enough s'mores for the amount of time they'd been out at the cabins. When the evening rolled around and the sun finally went down, he lit the cabin's campfire and set himself up with all the necessary supplies, to cook for himself and for anyone else who sat down.

It wasn't long before he figured out that his marshmallow roasting stick was also good for keeping tiny moose away from the fire. It was kind of amazing how this place still found ways to weird him out, even after all this time.

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[not-jaded-yet.livejournal.com]

"Hey Sam," Jennifer said, approaching the campfire. She was on her way back from town after work, so she was still in business casual. "Mind if I join you?"

[likethegun]

"Not at all, have a seat. How's it going?" he asked, offering her the bag of marshmallows.

[icecoldfrost]

Emma was hungry, and she practically had a radar for anything chocolate or sugary within a five-cabin radius.

Besides, she was too lazy to light her own fire.

"I come bearing extras," she said, holding out a bag of marshmallows as an offering. "Mind if I crash?"

[likethegun]

"Go right ahead," Sam said, smiling as he accepted the offering. "You can help me keep the moose out of the fire too."

[not-jaded-yet.livejournal.com]

Jennifer nodded at the other girl, and smiled. "Hi," she said. "I'm Jennifer. I don't think we've met."

[glacial_queen]

"Emma!" Karla was excited to see the other girl. She'd had a surfeit of male company for the day, and Emma was both interesting and talk to. "How are you?"

[yakkoyaks.livejournal.com]

Yakko was dressed in a mountie uniform, riding up to the campfire on a tiny moose. "Whoah, there, Francois, eh. The fire is nothing to be scared of." The moose pulled to a stop by the fire and Yakko dismounted. "Hello, American friend! I am Constable Yakko, Royal Canadian Mounted Police On Tiny Little Moose."

[likethegun]

It was only because of his years in Fandom that Sam didn't stare too hard. "Um. Hi there," he said. "It's nice to meet you, I think. Are you enjoying moose travel?"

[icecoldfrost]

Emma stared.

"Are you real?" she asked bluntly, pulling a small flask out of her back pocket to check it quickly. If someone spiked her booze with something, she was going to be pissed. "As if the moose weren't bad enough."

[not-jaded-yet.livejournal.com]

Jennifer blinked a few times.

"...Hi," she said.

[glacial_queen]

Yes, Karla was certainly exhausted. Because that was the only explanation for...this. "Hi," she said, extending a hand in the way she was taught in Etiquette. "I think I saw you on the shuttle. And in class."

[lovemykilt]

Priestly was still all enamored of the moose.

"Dude. I love this island."

[likethegun]

Sam snickered and grinned at Priestly. "I have to admit, if we're going to get invaded, I don't mind if it comes in the form of small and cute."

[guardianborn.livejournal.com]

"Going to keep some of the moose?" Rose asked, grinning at him from her place around the fire.

[not-jaded-yet.livejournal.com]

"Nice hair," Jennifer said, a genuine smile on her face. "Real rebellious."

[rocksthescarf.livejournal.com]

"Make me one," Chuck said, sitting down next to Sam. It wasn't a request.

[likethegun]

Sam rolled his eyes, but that didn't stop him from going ahead and making a s'more for Chuck. "I didn't think you ate things that were messy," he said.

[lovemykilt]

"Heya, Chuck."

[not-jaded-yet.livejournal.com]

"Wow, you order him around a lot?" Jennifer commented, smiling.

[icecoldfrost]

"Does he do tricks, too?" Emma asked, amused. "I got him to share his chocolate, but that didn't seem to take much work."

[guardianborn.livejournal.com]

Rose had a bag of marshmallows with her in case Worf came by again. "So were you meaning to draw a crowd?"

[likethegun]

"It wasn't my exact intention, but I don't mind," he said. "I don't believe we've met. I'm Sam."

[kestrelswolf.livejournal.com]

Firekeeper had tried marshmallows before, but s'mores were... something new. And so, curious as always, she and Blind Seer took a seat by the fire.

"Hello, Sam," she greeted. "What is?"

[likethegun]

"Hey there," he said with a smile. "This? It's a s'more. Has anyone ever made one of these for you?"

[glacial_queen]

Hours after she began, Karla finished spinning her tangled web. She put it up a Sapphire shield to protect it from wandering moose and tried to figure out how to spend the rest of her evening. She was tired, almost exhausted, but not actually sleepy. Instead, she grabbed her moose-obtained bag of marshmallows, and wandered off to find some company, or at least a fire she could gaze into until her mind caught up with her body and told her it was time to sleep.

[likethegun]

When Sam spotted Karla, he smiled and waved at her to try to catch her attention. "Hey Karla," he said, waving her over. "Do you want a s'more?"

[asgardcreated.livejournal.com]

Jon wandered over with his stalker moose trotting along behind him. He didn't mind the moose, not at all, and was going to be a bit upset when they left. He was thinking about keeping it as a pet.

"Those free for the taking, or should I go get my own supplies?"

[likethegun]

"I've got plenty of supplies. Have a seat," Sam said. "I'm not making any for the moose though. I'm not sure the marshmallows would go over well."

[saltandammo.livejournal.com]

"So are you feeding the moose?" Dean asked as he wandered over. "Meese? Mooses?" He shrugged. "Hunter thinks they're all cat toys anyway."

[lovemykilt]

"You know, I couldn't figure out what that plural was, either."