Starburst Campfire [Saturday, Late Morning]

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Chuck had acquired a talky ten-year-old, somewhere between the time he went to bed on Thursday night, and been woken up on Friday morning with an unending stream of Japanese chatter in his ear.

... And no Gameboy.

They might not understand each other on a linguistic level, but they did have some very similar tastes in food and entertainment, at least. So this wasn't so bad, and they were out near the campfire (unlit, because he didn't trust himself near open flames, let alone himself with a little kid), entertaining him throwing stones to try and knock targets, empty cans and the like, off the logs around the fire pit while trying to encourage him to eat the odd slice of cold pizza for breakfast between rounds.

[[Open campfire!]]

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[knowsnokungfu.livejournal.com]

"Oh, well I am happy to report, that I have not been forced to sit through one in the year I've been here." Which, he imagined, meant they wouldn't have to in the next one. With any luck.

"I think they figure we've got so much of... this--" he said, indicating Jacket and Li'l Gameboy Kid "--No offence." To Jacket. "That drugs are a little unnecessary." This whole island was trippy, no help required.

[mathletenomore.livejournal.com]

"There are enough weird things happening here to make us feel like we're on drugs already," Lindsay said, shaking her head in slight amusement.

"Point," Jacket added.

[knowsnokungfu.livejournal.com]

"Actually, I have got away really lightly lately," Chuck admitted. "Um, you know, games console turned small kid aside."

"... Which is terrifying, because obviously its going to come bite me now."

[mathletenomore.livejournal.com]

"So have I, now that I think about it," Lindsay admitted. "Should we be expecting something terrifying soon?"

She really hoped she didn't just jinx everything.

[knowsnokungfu.livejournal.com]

"I really hope not?" Chuck did not want to be the one to have jinxed it all. "I'm not great with terrifying. I'll... flail, and run into walls, and-- That sort of thing." It wasn't pretty.