Main Campfire, Tuesday Afternoon

[its-theclimb.livejournal.com]

Yes, it was ridiculous to be outside in this weather. Yet all the same, Miley bundled up in her new winter coat (the product of a collaborative shopping effort between her and Lilly; it had depended upon the use of Skype on their zPhones as Lilly wandered around the only store in Atlanta to have started the winter collection this early). Armed with the coat and various other winter accessories she had not imagined having to use this early, not to mention her trusty Uggs, Miley brought a cup of her father's famous loco hot cocoa out to the campfire and got started roasting marshmallows.

Freezing or not, she was still camping, and Miley could put aside her body temperature in favor of a return to country living.

[[I know this is a long shot, but if LJ cooperates, open!]]

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[puppywithatutu.livejournal.com]

"Yeah, nothing seems to be the same from what I've heard from other vampires and the people who hunt them," Caroline agreed, wondering a little what being vegan had to do with psychic power. She generally avoided those who thought they were better than everyone else based on their food choices. Well, other than Stefan.

"But right this moment I think I fail to meet any of your criteria. Though I do have fangs and the sun is technically bad for me." Was that giving away too much?

[dabblinginbitch.livejournal.com]

"Weird," Ramona said, nodding appreciatively. "Who knew, this place can still surprise me. I've never met a vampire before." Though now she was wondering if her +2 was canceled out by Caroline's vampirism. Though she hoped it'd never actually come up. She raised a brow, and added, "Thanks for saying you won't eat me, though."

Because it was good to cover those bases.

[puppywithatutu.livejournal.com]

"Uh, you're welcome. No one's ever thanked me for that before," Caroline realized. "Mostly they all want me to bite them, like it'll be sexy or something. Idiots. It hurts like a bitch if I don't compel them to feel good about it first. So thank you for not being like that."

[dabblinginbitch.livejournal.com]

"Ew," Ramona winced, her nose wrinkling. "Ewww. Seriously? I like hickeys as much as the next girl but I'm not interested in being anyone's, like, food source. No offense."

[puppywithatutu.livejournal.com]

Yeah, Caroline had been there, done that and still had some emotional scarring, thanks. She didn't exactly wish it on anyone. "Oh God, none taken. I look great in scarves, but wearing them in...okay summer that isn't like this one, is no fun at all. You'd have to be crazy to want that." Or compelled.

[dabblinginbitch.livejournal.com]

"Totally agreed." Which might have been the first and last time she'd say that to Caroline. "I mean, I get it, I guess. With all the Dusk bullshit and the sexual metaphor and all. But I'm already pale and borderline-anemic enough, thanks. And yeah, it's gotta be...weird for you."

[puppywithatutu.livejournal.com]

She found it weird enough that she was having a conversation with Ramona without hearing how evil she was. And about the one thing she actually thought made her verging on evil.

"Well, the metaphor's kinda strong there and those books were awesome, if incredibly inaccurate for my world, so I don't really fault people being all curious about it. I mean, I'm as adventurous as the next girl, but even I start singing Meatloaf at some point. Which is kind of weird, so um, just pretend I didn't say that. I like your choice of gloves. I totally have mittens in my pockets just in case it gets that cold." Yes, she would cover her gloves with mittens! It was warmer, oddly enough.

[dabblinginbitch.livejournal.com]

"Segues aren't your thing, huh?" Ramona asked, smiling faintly. "No, it's cool. It must be weird as fuck to talk about. Especially with, you know...." She paused, and added, "You double up with mittens, too?"

She could skip segues, too.

[puppywithatutu.livejournal.com]

Having slept with the same guy? Yes, that was where Caroline was avoiding going because ugh, no. Thankfully she managed to keep her mouth shut, a monstrous feat.

"I do!" Caroline latched onto the topic, pulling basic, black mitten from her pockets. "I actually had to go get these and this massive coat thing since I kind of failed and sent home my cold-weather gear. Who knew Fandom hated us?" She shouldn't complain, she'd be more miserable if they were still in Egypt.

[dabblinginbitch.livejournal.com]

"Your coat is very puffy," Ramona replied. Whether that was actually a compliment or not, she hadn't really meant it bitchily. "You look warmer than me."

Damn her hipster cred. Hoodies were fine, but small.

[puppywithatutu.livejournal.com]

Caroline didn't like the puffy, but she was forcing herself to make it work. "Yeah, I didn't think I could fake being warm out in the freaking negative temperatures, but since that's where I'm headed next...puffy is good. I think I'm warmer than the cabins."