Main Campfire | Afternoon | Sunday | May 23

[therewaslife]

The cabins were a bit of a change. Bod wouldn't necessarily call them a bad change but they were going to take some getting used to. He still had his own space and his privacy but it was lessened now and he'd have to remember that. After doing some unpacking, he'd wandered out to main campfire and taken a seat, taking advantage of the overcast day. He really didn't need to end up sunburned on the first day even if he knew about Karla's sunburn salves now.

So, he was out there now, a book resting on one bent knee and back against one of the logs. He knew it wasn't much of a change from what he tended to do on quiet days but Bod saw no reason that a change in setting would mean a change in routine.

[Oooh, a campfire post! Open, of course!]

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[hasthegirlballs.livejournal.com]

"So are we like, supposed to pretend we're lost in the woods now?" Denise asked. Of the guy she'd never met. Out of nowhere. "Because I can fake an axe murder, but who's going to scream like a girl and get caught in a bear trap?"

[therewaslife]

Well, that got Bod's attention off his book and onto the girl who had some unusual views on what being outdoors seemed to mean.

"I've never been lost in the woods," he finally said, looking up, "but does getting lost in them necessarily mean you're going to die in them?"

[hasthegirlballs.livejournal.com]

"Yeah, totally," said Denise, and sank down on the ground without much else in the way of an introduction. "Although how fast it happens depends on whether you're a screamer. Or have sex. Or are the token black guy."

[therewaslife]

"...right." No, this did not make sense to Bod but that was nothing new. She seemed certain of it, at least. "So, how fast would it happen for you, then? Dying in the woods, I mean."

[hasthegirlballs.livejournal.com]

"Not until the end of the movie," she said, equally decisively. "I'd be the chick with the chainsaw. I'd probably be back for the sequel, too." She shot Bod a glance. "What's with the big-eyed deer routine?"

[therewaslife]

Bod blinked and had to take a minute to realize she'd switched topics. That was one of the oddest segues he'd ever been witness to.

"Big eyed deer routine?" he repeated. "I'm not sure what you mean. Unless this is some horror movie trope that I'm unfamiliar with. I thought they typically killed humans, not deers."

[hasthegirlballs.livejournal.com]

Denise squinted at him. "Sorry," she said, "I didn't realise you'd grown up with deer, or I would've been more respectful of your culture."

[therewaslife]

"I didn't grow up with deer," Bod replied, squinting right back because he didn't even know where this conversation had just gone. "What makes you think that? I'm certain I don't look like deer."

[hasthegirlballs.livejournal.com]

Deer. Bod was one. It was not that hard, jesus.

"Big eyes, general air of confusion, stupid look in your eyes," Denise surmised. "Yeah, you're a deer."

[therewaslife]

"And you're basing that assumption solely on the way I look?" Bod said, shaking his head at that. "An interesting way to do things. Incorrect but interesting. Are you often wrong about these things?"

[hasthegirlballs.livejournal.com]

"So your mom was a calculator, huh?" Denise asked. Snarkily. "Or an encyclopedia? I'm not assuming anything, deer boy."

[therewaslife]

"My mother was a ghost, actually, so I suppose you could say she beat everyone to death in your apparent horror movie point of view," Bod replied, raising an eyebrow. "I'm not a deer. And you're assuming a lot. It usually denotes a lack of actual knowledge."

[hasthegirlballs.livejournal.com]

"Your face is a lack of actual knowledge," Denise said, sounding fairly sedate for all that she was using a very simple comeback.

[therewaslife]

"That doesn't even make sense," Bod pointed out, frowning again. "Did you ever stop to consider there might be other reasons I might be confused? I don't even know you're name and you've decided to incorrectly label me."

[hasthegirlballs.livejournal.com]

"No, I didn't stop to consider there might be other reasons you might be confused," she said, mimicking his tone. "I don't care and I think you have a deer face. It's not my problem you can't keep up."

[therewaslife]

"I'm keeping up fine, you're just not making any sense," Bod said, closing his book and fixing her with a look. "Though, if you have insults this readily available, I'd guess you don't make sense a lot of the time."

[anarchist-queen.livejournal.com]

"I suppose I could scream, but it'd be funnier if we could get a boy to do it."

[hasthegirlballs.livejournal.com]

Denise looked up, and squinted at the girl's ears. Like... one of those things where they cut them apart and staple 'em back together to look pointy? "Goth girl," she decided. "You'd die like third."

[anarchist-queen.livejournal.com]

"Mmmore like punk girl actually, but close. Third, does that mean I get to snark a bit before the end?"

[hasthegirlballs.livejournal.com]

Denise waved a hand. "Goth girl," she repeated, "Movie producers don't know subcultures. And yeah. Sure. As long as you don't bang anyone."

[anarchist-queen.livejournal.com]

Leda winced thoughtfully. "Hmm, those are my choices?"

[hasthegirlballs.livejournal.com]

"Movie logic commands it," she said, shrugging.

[anarchist-queen.livejournal.com]

"Darn movie logic." Well the prospects at the moment were slim so; "Guess I'll go ahead and get the good lines then."

[hasthegirlballs.livejournal.com]

"I would've gone for the banging," Denise said, idly. "Who are you anyway? Not that I care."

[anarchist-queen.livejournal.com]

"It wasn't an easy decision. I'm Leda. I no longer care who you are either."