JQA Campfire, Monday Morning 5/25

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Everyone was supposed to be moving back to the dormitories today. On one hand, Eleanor liked the thought of returning to her room, but on the other, she would miss waking to the sound of the forest around her and the campfires.

So, this morning, she was outside at the firepit for her cabin, with a nice fire already going, working on making a sembelance of breakfast for those who wanted it.

Tea, sausages speared on a stick (much like Jack had done with his hotdogs) and toast.

...sadly, that was about all she could manage. Being a Fire Mage did not automatically mean one could cook.

But at least it was guarenteed that none of it would be burnt.

Whether that was her doing or the tiny Salamander's that flicked around through the fire was anyone's guess.

(open like a campfire! said salamander will blend into the fire if anyone approaches, but those with magic or 'special senses' may be able to detect that something is in there. just drop a note in your thread if your pup can, thanks)

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Sniff. Sniffsniff. "Something smells good," Jack said, walking past the source of the nummy smell. Oh, and Eleanor, too. He waved.

[Jack probably wouldn't notice the salamander if it came up and sat on his foot.]

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"A good morning to you, Jack," she smiled. "Would you care for some? I have plenty."

(heee! maybe if it started burning a hole in his shoe? lol)

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"I rarely turn down food," he said with a grin. It faded a bit. "This is regular food, right? It's not going to turn into yogurt or sour apple when I bite into it?"

Jack was making sure, nowadays.


["AUUUGH! HOTFOOT HOTFOOT! THE FLAMES! WHY ARE THEY FOLLOWING ME WHEN I'M RUNNING AWAY?!]

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Eleanor gave him a look.

"Why on Earth would food change?"

Jack was certainly the oddest boy she'd ever met.

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"Have you ever heard," he started, "of a pickleberry?"

Eleanor needed to meet more people. He didn't turn green and fly, he wasn't half-metal, and he wasn't a frog.

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"No," she shook her head, "what's that?"

She did probably need to get out more, certainly.

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"It's--actually, wait until they grow a bit, and you can have one. The taste is...indescribable."

It was very describable, especially for Jack, who might not use all-G-rated words, but it was part of the plot.

"But if the sausages are just sausages, then there's nothing to worry about." He paused. "They're not magical sausages, right?"


[I flee to a BBQ! SP?]

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"Very well," she nodded, "I shall wait."

She smirked, "Not that I'm aware of. The store didn't mention anything of it when I purchased them."

(sure!)

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"Sounds good to me. Let's eat!"