Zombie Campfire; Monday Evening [ 05/24 ].
Ariel supposed that perhaps she should be trying to track down Scuttle for some good advice on how she should act on her date later on this week; it was, after all, very important and, optimist that she was, Ariel was fairly certain that meant she'd be able to speak again on Friday.
Which was all very exciting, but Ariel also had the attention span of a shrimp sometimes, especially when there was so much to distract her.
Currently, it was the fireplace outside the cabin. Ariel was crouched down in front of it, moving logs, shifting through it, examining it with great curiousity.
But, for the life of her, she just couldn't figure out what made a fire and how did it...what's the word?
Burn.
[[ open campfire is...what do you call it? Oh! Open! ]]
Which was all very exciting, but Ariel also had the attention span of a shrimp sometimes, especially when there was so much to distract her.
Currently, it was the fireplace outside the cabin. Ariel was crouched down in front of it, moving logs, shifting through it, examining it with great curiousity.
But, for the life of her, she just couldn't figure out what made a fire and how did it...what's the word?
Burn.
[[ open campfire is...what do you call it? Oh! Open! ]]