Main Campfire | Wednesday Night | 5.26.2010

[theotherpeter.livejournal.com]

Peter didn't particularly want to gather a crowd, but making a campfire and tossing black snakes and firecrackers at it seemed particularly amusing today.

So yeah, there was definitely a bit of noise. Peter wasn't a blossoming pyro or anything, he was just a bored teenager. Anyone was definitely welcome to join him. He might even have some moddable extra bits of fireworks.

[ooc: Open like an open space!]

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[bitten_notshy]

"Dangers lurking if you did?" Jack supposed, with raised eyebrows. "I was ... handed off to Sebastien. My parents couldn't take care of me, but I bounced around a bit before landing with someone who could." He was matter-of-fact about all of this.

[therewaslife]

"Something like that, yes." He was unwilling to lie even if he didn't elaborate. "I was also very young and didn't know my way around outside the graveyard. Silas did so he purchased food, clothes and other things I needed. If he hadn't been there, I don't know how I would have survived. I love my parents but they were ghosts and they couldn't leave the graveyard."

[bitten_notshy]

"I've never actually met a ghost," Jack said, obviously wanting to ask more questions about that but not sure where to start. "It can't have been easy for them, I can imagine. You were lucky to have Silas."

[therewaslife]

"I was," Bod said, nodding once. "The ghosts though, it was easy for them to live as they did. They didn't need anything outside the graveyard. They didn't need to eat, they wore they clothes they died in and they could find various ways of entertaining themselves. I was the anomaly, really. I disrupted the peace and Silas tried to temper that."