http://weetinyreese.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] weetinyreese.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] fandomhighdorms2009-07-16 09:03 pm

Wormhole X-Treme Campfire [Thursday Morning]

Sleep-singing seemed to work up an appetite. Kyle, always knowing where the food was, managed to put together the makings of a big breakfast. If it was a breakfast food and cookable, chances were he had it. And if not? Well, he was happy to make bacon and eggs for anyone who stopped by. Or a sausage and egg burrito. There was salsa around here somewhere.

Kyle started working on the fire and found himself humming quietly.

[OOC - open to all who want breakfast and/or a song]

[identity profile] ihaveniceteeth.livejournal.com 2009-07-16 11:24 am (UTC)(link)
Gwen followed her nose in the direction of the fire. "Morning," she grinned.

[identity profile] ihaveniceteeth.livejournal.com 2009-07-16 11:33 am (UTC)(link)
"I would be very interested," Gwen replied. "I'm Gwen by the way, Gwen Cooper."

[identity profile] ihaveniceteeth.livejournal.com 2009-07-16 11:41 am (UTC)(link)
"Not that I'm aware of," Gwen said, since in Fandom you never really could be sure. "Nice to meet you Kyle."

[identity profile] ihaveniceteeth.livejournal.com 2009-07-16 11:49 am (UTC)(link)
Gwen nodded in the direction of Leery's River. "That one over there. They don't usually do the segregation thing though."

[identity profile] likes-chicken.livejournal.com 2009-07-16 11:58 am (UTC)(link)
"Dude, awesome," Hurley said. He sat down at the fire and warmed his hands. "What's up, man?"

[identity profile] ihaveniceteeth.livejournal.com 2009-07-16 12:09 pm (UTC)(link)
Gwen raised her eyebrows slightly. "That usually doesn't happen either." Well, not without copious amounts of alcohol being involved.

[identity profile] likes-chicken.livejournal.com 2009-07-16 12:13 pm (UTC)(link)
"Hey, if you're offering, I'm eating," Hurley said. "You getting settled in all okay and stuff?"

[identity profile] ihaveniceteeth.livejournal.com 2009-07-16 12:14 pm (UTC)(link)
"No, singing is usually not caused by a disease. At least on this planet."

[identity profile] ihaveniceteeth.livejournal.com 2009-07-16 12:19 pm (UTC)(link)
"Skynet?" Gwen asked. "What's that when it's not at home?"

[identity profile] noearsyet.livejournal.com 2009-07-16 12:23 pm (UTC)(link)
George was rubbing his eyes as he stumbled out of the cabin.

"Were ye just singin', Kyle?" he asked.

It had to have been a dream.

[identity profile] likes-chicken.livejournal.com 2009-07-16 12:25 pm (UTC)(link)
"Dude, what?" Hurley said, laughing. "Wait... I shouldn't laugh. I'll end up singing, too."
bitten_notshy: ([neu] vaguely bemused)

[personal profile] bitten_notshy 2009-07-16 12:30 pm (UTC)(link)
Jack kept singing something under his breath about pirate skulls and bones. If he wasn't hungry, he would lie down until it went away.

"Good morning, Kyle," he said, resiting the uncomfortable urge to trill as he took a seat near the fire. "You're cooking?"

[identity profile] likes-chicken.livejournal.com 2009-07-16 12:38 pm (UTC)(link)
"Hey, uhhh," Hurley racked his brain. "I don't think we've met, actually."

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