Main Campfire [Sunday Afternoon]

[joan-notjane.livejournal.com]

There was no fire, but there was a Joan with some snacks and sodas and a wee piglet running around and exploring the campground.

She also had a small battery operated radio playing oldies music.




[open like a campfire post]

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[a-demosthenes.livejournal.com]

After spending a few moments watching and being amused by the piglet, Valentine had a seat at the campfire.

"I think I like," she offered with a smile, "the accompanying music. Probably better for us than the accompanying s'mores."

Even if s'mores were so delicious.

[joan-notjane.livejournal.com]

Joan grinned. "It seemed too warm for a fire."

[a-demosthenes.livejournal.com]

"That's an interesting catch, isn't it? Campfires, associated with summer, when it's too hot to hang around a fire."

[joan-notjane.livejournal.com]

"It's not so bad after dark," Joan said.

[a-demosthenes.livejournal.com]

"When it's not so dark, yeah," Valentine agreed with a nod. "But during the day, you're kind of limited. Also, I'm...really sorry, but I'm not sure if we know each other? I'm Valentine, in any case."

[joan-notjane.livejournal.com]

"Joan Girardi," she replied. "We've had a few workshops together, I think."

[a-demosthenes.livejournal.com]

"Oh, that's not good," Valentine said with a faint grin, "if I'm already starting to forget things. Or maybe my brain's just not wasting space on last semester things any more."

[joan-notjane.livejournal.com]

Joan laughed. "Either way, it's nice to officially meet you."

[a-demosthenes.livejournal.com]

"Same here, Joan," Valentine grinned. "So, tell me. Where are you from? What do you liiikke, what's your favorite color?"

[joan-notjane.livejournal.com]

"I'm actually from Maryland," Joan said. "Which is pretty boring for here."

She had to pause and think about how to answer the next question though. "I like a lot of things. I'm in the play in town right now, so that's been fun. And I guess my favorite color is green."

[a-demosthenes.livejournal.com]

"Hey, North Dakota's not much better," Valentine said. Sure, she was also from the 22nd Century, but details, schetails.

"If you're in the play, you're there with my brother."

[joan-notjane.livejournal.com]

"Ender, right?" Joan said. "I know who he is. How come you're not in it too?"

[a-demosthenes.livejournal.com]

"Oh," Valentine laughed a little, a small blush springing up to her cheeks as she shook her head and her hand in a modest refusal, "no. I am...not an actor. At all."

Which, really, how naturally she claimed that was a great testament to the opposite.

"Ender must have gotten those genes."