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fandomhighdorms2009-07-20 10:15 am
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The Valley Campfire: Monday Afternoon
Anyone coming across the campfire today would find Layla sprawled out on a blanket as she traced a convuluted route on a map of the Northeastern part of the United States. She was lying on her stomach with her feet up in the air as she munched on a snack of raisins and goldfish crackers
And while a fire wasn't lit in the firepit, there was a cooler of drinks and some goodies from J'GOB sitting on top of them for visitors to enjoy.
[Open campfire is open]
And while a fire wasn't lit in the firepit, there was a cooler of drinks and some goodies from J'GOB sitting on top of them for visitors to enjoy.
[Open campfire is open]

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He'd die for it, someday. Tybalt held on to his pride something fierce.
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There was nothing the matter with his soul patch, damn it.
"And what good are any of those, if I lack the capacity to take some measure of pride in any one of them?"
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Actually, he kind of really, really did need it.
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A pause for consideration, then.
"Please, do tell me then, art thou always so skilled at the art of conversation? Or have I simply found the good fortune of making thine acquaintance on one of thy better days?"
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"So I've gathered."