Toffee Campfire, Friday Early Evening

[furnaceface]

The sun wasn't quite down yet, no, but Jono had gone through the pains of lighting a campfire (the good old-fashioned way, yes) and had made himself comfortable not too far off.

There was something about watching a fire with a smile on his face that he could totally get used to, he decided.

Well, that and S'mores. He could totally get used to S'mores, too.

You better believe that he was enjoying himself this evening, roasting marshmallows and singing. Loudly. He didn't even need to pull out his guitars for that!

[Open campfire yay!]

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[bamf-tastic.livejournal.com]

A fuzzy blue Kurt waved hello to Tahiri nervously.

[weetuskenraider]

Tahiri waved back without so much as a double-take; she might even have looked more comfortable at the sight of him than anything else. "Hi," she said, unconsciously wiggling her bare toes in tandem with the greeting. "I, um . . . can't remember your name," she admitted.

[bamf-tastic.livejournal.com]

She... didn't seem to be scared by him. That was good! "That's okay," he told her with a smile. "I don't remember yours, either. I'm Kurt!"

[weetuskenraider]

She'd been small and fuzzy and spotted herself a few days ago, to say nothing of an inhabitant of a galaxy full of beings with tentacles, horns, fur, giant bulbous heads, Scream masks for faces seriously and hundreds of other attributes, sometimes in combination. It would take a lot more than being blue and fuzzy to put her off, and the Force wasn't giving her a bad feeling about anything, so hey.

"Tahiri," she answered, grinning back. "Who really needs to hang out at the campfires more often, and meet people more."

[bamf-tastic.livejournal.com]

"TOTALLY," Kurt agreed. "If you don't hang out at campfires, you'll miss all the fun!"