I have only one burnin' desire [OPEN]

[weedyshyguy]

Who: Jhelbor citizens
What: Bonfire partyyyy~!
When: Sunday evening til ? :O
Where: Just outside the city
Notes: Let's just say Bret sent an invitation out. :| Seemed silly to do another journal (and I forgot to set a date in the first one, oops). ALSO: if you want to post something later in the night and there hasn't been many posts yet, just mark it

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[posinglikeaswan]

Jemaine was seated alone, to the left of the fire, cross-legged and propped up on his elbow. He rolled a twig idly between his thumb and forefinger, enjoying the warmth of the fire, not enjoying the crowd, and dragged the twig along the soil. It wasn't that he didn't want to be there, necessarily, though he'd never been particularly fond of anything remotely considered a party outside of picking up women, he just hadn't spotted anyone he knew or wanted to talk to. Bret was enjoying Ariana's company, which suited Jemaine just fine, Cassandra was mingling, which also suited Jemaine just fine, and he'd spotted Sam at one point, but they hadn't really left on buddy terms.

So he sat there, drawing an armadillo in the dirt and listening to the sound of Bret singing to a mash of his guitar and some chipper sounding flute.

Unremarkably, this suited him just fine.

[luckycatthief]

Tatyn padded by behind Jemaine, pausing mid-step and backing up. He was always just by himself at any gathering and she had to wonder why. Well, whatever the reason, she was going to ruin the solitude by sretching out on the ground about a foot away. "Having fun are we?"

[posinglikeaswan]

Distracted by detailing the armadillo's back, Jemaine almost didn't acknowledge Taryn when she stretched out in front of him.

Couldn't really miss the talking, though.

Concentration broken and moreover recognising her voice, Jemaine paused, twig hovering awkwardly, and raised his head. "Yes," he looked back down and gestured at the ground. "As you can see, I'm drawing an armadillo. And, uh, the music's pretty good. So yes." He went back to detailing the armadillo, dotting its torso. "You're blocking the fire."

[luckycatthief]

Taryn shrugged, simply moving her back legs around so that she wasn't as much, before flopping down fully again. "Never seen an armadillo," she said, mildly interested, she did pause to look over the drawing though. The closet-sounding thing she knew was Armaldo, but that didn't look even remotely the same. "I might have seen something a little like it though."

She yawned a little, the flute music making her just a little drowsy. Thankfully not enough so to make her sleep.

[posinglikeaswan]

"Thanks," Jemaine mumbled. He traced a final line into the armadillo's armour and, satisfied with his effort, glanced up at Taryn with genuine curiosity. "You've never seen an armadillo?" Made sense, really, being not-of-this-world and all. Well, not-of-his-Earth. "But you might have seen something like it?" He smirked and leaned back, arms folded.

"Bad memory is a sign of old age, you know," he bobbed the stick, head tilted. "How old are you?"

[luckycatthief]

"I've still got plenty of time before I hit that point," Taryn said with an upturn of the corners of her mouth. "I'll be sixteen in about a couple of months. But as long as I don't forget what counts, then who cares what gets forgotten?"

She sat up and began tracing in the dirt with a single claw. Drawing from memory made it a little harder but she scratched out a Pokemon that was obviously not an armadillo...especially since it was elephant-like, but it was reasonable why she said they were similar. "There are no Pokemon that look a lot like one but this is the closest I know. Which is interesting because I've seen a lot that is more like home since I got here."

[posinglikeaswan]

Sixteen, which was around a hundred and twenty in cat years.

By his logic, Taryn would cark it any day now.

Jemaine watched idly as she doodled an animal into the dirt, fascinated, then cocked his head to the side when it was clear she was done. "I've never seen anything like that. It sort of looks like an armadillo, though, maybe. A prehistoric elephant slash armadillo. An elephanillo." He rubbed a thumb into his wrist. "It's pretty weird looking, whatever it is."

[luckycatthief]

"An elephant?" Taryn tilted her head. "What's that? This is a Donphan, and I'm pretty sure they aren't prehistoric or anything." Obviously it must have been something like a Donphan but other than that it didn't mean much. She crossed her front paws and laid her head down on them. "Anyway, it's a pretty pleasant night."

[posinglikeaswan]

"Yeah, it's nice," Jemaine agreed, looking at the sky.

"An elephant's a large, grey animal with really big ears, tusks and a long trunk like the, uh, Dorphan." He waved a hand at Taryn's diagram, then rubbed a thumb into his neck. "It's the largest land mammal on Earth." Though, technically, the giraffe was abnormally tall. He imagined that fell under 'tallest mammal', though. Satisfied with that conclusion, Jemaine directed his attention to the fire and began snapping off segments of his twig.

[luckycatthief]

"Seems like there's an animal for just about every Pokemon...So what's a mammal?" Taryn asked, watching the twig get smaller and smaller as Jemaine snapped off pieces. It was something to talk about, and gave a little insight to what sorts of things could be found where he was from.

[posinglikeaswan]

"A mammal's an animal that gives birth to live young, instead of eggs, and feeds it milk. And they don't carry the babies in pouches, those are marsupials." Jemaine tossed the now diminished twig over his shoulder.

"Humans are mammals. You're a mammal." He paused. "I think. You don't lay eggs, right? Or anything else?" He tried to steer his mind away from Taryn giving birth to produce or metal pods.

[luckycatthief]

"All Pokemon lay eggs, just one at a time," Taryn said simply. An amused smile appeared on her face when she recalled Cho's reaction when she told her that she had hatched from an egg. She actually didn't understand how the whole live young thing would work.

To miv a bit away from the warmth of the fire, Taryn scooted around until she was more laying beside Jemaine. "I know one Pokemon that also carries its baby in its pouch too."

[posinglikeaswan]

Jemaine blinked.

And blinked again.

"You lay eggs," he repeated, rubbing a forefinger into the bridge of his nose. "Are you serious?" The concept of a (physically shaped) cat laying an egg was completely beyond his mental capacity. Although Bret, quite distressed, had mentioned something about Goblins laying eggs in water, once. Or possibly centaurs. Jemaine had only been half listening.

"Mammals don't lay eggs," he repeated, only just realising that Taryn had moved closer. "They, um -- there's no eggs involved." He frowned. "Do you want me to pat you?"

[luckycatthief]

"Why wouldn't I be? Not that I have or likely will get the chance here." There was an unsaid "ever" tacked on the end of the last statement, but Taryn didn't seem particularly bothered by it. "And Cho said something similar while grabbing an egg to make sure that's what I meant."

At Jemaine's qyestion, she gave him a sideways glance. "Why, do you want to pet me?"

[posinglikeaswan]

No, he imagined the likelihood of another similarly shaped animal coming through the tree pretty slim.

And now he was hungry.

"What? Oh, uh," Jemaine swallowed, looked down at his hands, then looked back at Taryn. "Well, you look like a cat, figured that's what you do with cat-like creatures. You pat--," he momentarily fell into unintelligible mumbling, picking at a lose thread on his sleeve, "--stroke them. You stroke their backs and behind their ears and they appreciate it, I think. A lot. Mostly." He felt vaguely ridiculous explaining this. It wasn't like it was an especially bizarre concept.

[luckycatthief]

"Well, I did get that impression since you did it when we first met. And it's definitely not bad too be petted." Yeah, Taryn still remembered that. She also noticed that he hadn't said she was a cat in awhile, which she had no complaints about. "But that wasn't the question. I figure people wouldn't keep cats if they didn't want something to pet."