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Samhain Celebration - Main Campfire of the Cabins, Sunday, Dusk

Having ~~handwavilyomg~~ put up some very, very poorly spelled signs with Tara for people to know about this, Merlin was more than happy to get things started.

If only because there had been some rather insistent candy yesterday and he'd tried some out of pity and now believed Halloween may be evil. So, there was that.

But he had everything all set up and hopefully there wouldn't be an attack of some also horrible sweet from his time. But this was Fandom, so that was an actual concern. Damn Fandom.

[[Have at!]]

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//Been?// Yes, Jono. Been. Past-tense of 'be.' //I can't complain. At all, really. Halloween treated me well.//

Very well! He'd spent it in excellent company! Company which had made his mind race to keep up with what was going on. And not in a bad way, which was new, for him.

//Yerself?//

"It's been, um ... quiet. Mostly quiet." Didi's eyes cut toward Raven, there. "Just ... hanging out and stuff. Getting to know people better."

"What did you do for Halloween?"

Jono lifted his shoulders in an awkward little shrug. A good sort of awkward. One of those awkwards that suggested that he wasn't sure in the least how what he had done for Halloween had happened in the first place.

//Oh, yer know. Dressed up, wandered about a bit. There was important toilet papering to be done, after all. Spent some time with Raven.//

That last bit managed to hit a rather wistful chord, yes.

"Oh." Didi tried not to look put out, even though she was. "Did Raven look awesome in her costume? It sounded just incredible when she described it." A beat. "but she always looks incredible."

[OOC: LJ never gave me this tag. Sorry!]

//With th'wings?// And the cleavage? //She did, yes. And she does. Honestly, gel, I don't know how she does it.//

Oh, the whimsy, it was strong in him now.

"Me either. She mentioned she can heal any blemish. Isn't that just incredible?" Didi said with a light sigh. Somehow, the fact they were talking about Raven stemmed the tide of jealousy. "She even said she likes the way I dress, but I dunno. Maybe I should start putting a gem on my forehead the way she does, what do you think?"

That earned a faint chuckle from Jono, and he gave his head a shake.

//That would break yer track record of bein' able to say that it was everyone else copying yer look, wouldn't it?// That was Jono's subtle, polite sort of way of nudging her away from playing copycat. That gem was Raven's look. Didi had other things that set her apart. //Though I think she's got excellent taste, luv. If she said she likes the way yer dress, then she likes it. She's not really the lying sort, after all.//

A pause, while he mulled over the rest.

//She's offered to heal me,// he added. //How incredible she is reaches a little deeper than blemishes, yer know.//

Didi bit her lip. "... I probably would look kind of silly if I started copying her look, huh?"

She smiled, tilting her head at him. "Oh. I -- I wish I could give you that. Will you let her?"

Some stupid part of her hated Raven right then, that she could offer something Didi couldn't.

Jono shrugged his shoulders a little, idly scuffing the toe of his boot into the dirt underfoot.

//If yer started copying her look, yer wouldn't look like Didi,// he noted, and that seemed important, somehow. Didi had to be Didi, and Raven could be Raven, and he liked them both however they were, and however they seemed as though they were meant to be. There was nothing the matter with that, was there?

He took another moment, hesitating before answering that second question.

//I told her last night that I've been thinking about it. And that it's tempting. And that I need a little time before I decide. But I trust her.//

Raven had given him the sensation of being kissed last night, too. Of warm lips against lips, and for a moment he'd nearly felt whole. But he'd never been the sort to kiss and tell, and now seemed like a silly time to start babbling about that, anyhow.

"She's trustworthy," Didi decided, then gathering her courage, added, "Funny. I was thinking I kind of ... liked her. A lot. Like -- the way I like you."

If Jono had a lip to chew, he would be, right about then.

//Oh?// Well, this had just reached a new level of awkward, hadn't it? //She... really is quite the individual, isn't she? Easy to like. Kind of sneaks up on a person, really.//

Didi didn't think this was awkward, but that may have said more about Didi than it did about anything else.

She watched him carefully. "You too, huh?" she asked with a crooked smile. "You can go for it. She's more your age anyhow."

Didi would be over here, eating her heart out.

Why was Jono's heart twisting about in his chest at this? He didn't have either. Feeling it that way wasn't even remotely fair.

//Just like that?// He wanted to. Wanted to so very badly. And at the same time, he wanted to grab hold of Didi and not let go ever again. It didn't make any bloody sense. //I don't want to just... I mean... Her, and yer, and...//

...

//Bollocks.//

"Sleep on it?" Didi asked, trying to stay light. "I can't do anything. I think she's straight, and she -- it wouldn't be fair to her. You know why."

Please, don't make her go through the monologue about her family and her short shelf life again. It'd crack her heart.

"At least -- if you were with her, I'd know I lost both of you to someone really amazing."

Jono didn't have words again. He was a bloody songwriter, and whenever it mattered the most, he still didn't have words.

And so he nodded, and he reached for her hand. There was something about all of this that made him feel sick inside, and for as clean a break as Didi's offer seemed... there was still a huge piece of him that didn't want to make a break at all.

//I'll give it some thought,// he settled on. Those weren't the words he'd been hoping for at all, but they were better than nothing.

Didi didn't want the break, at all, but she'd rather have a big wound now that let him and Raven be happy someday, then have this end with all three of them wounded for life.

She took his hand, aimed a smile at him and ignored how warm and moist her eyes were.

"Thanks." Didi wasn't a writer. That was the best she could do just then. Her eyes would have to say the rest.

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