Jackalope Campfire, Tuesday Evening

[missed_the_gate]

It had been a long day at the Photo Hut.  During his first ever shift, John had actually managed to read a few pages of his book.  He thought that deserved some relaxation, so he sat poking the campfire with a stick, hoping to see some friendly faces.

[ooc: come say hi!]

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[robotboyfetish]

Cassie was wandering again.

"Hey," she said in greeting.

[missed_the_gate]

"Hey to you too!" John liked meeting new people here.

[robotboyfetish]

"Don't think we've met before," Cassie said. "I'm Cassie."

[missed_the_gate]

"Nice to meet you Cassie, I'm John," he reached out to shake her hand.

[connernotconnor]

Here came Conner, wandering through after a long day at the construction site.

"Hey, dude," he said offhandedly, pausing at the Jackalope campfire.

[missed_the_gate]

"Hey," John replied casually.

[connernotconnor]

"I'm guessing you're one of the new kids?" asked Conner. "How're you digging our funky island so far?"

[missed_the_gate]

John nodded lazily, "Yep, newbie. Fandom is cool. Lots of freaky stuff, but totally cool."

[grenfelzer]

Carmela comes sauntering by the Jackalope campfire, a magazine tucked under one arm.

"Hey John," she says with a grin as she sits down.

[missed_the_gate]

"Carmela! I haven't seen you around lately. Whatcha been up to?" John was thrilled to see the girl again, even if she had been the one to cause the mess last week with the glitter. Not that it hadn't turned out well...

[grenfelzer]

"Oh, you know, workshops..." Carmela waves the rolled up magazine in the air as emphasis. "Calling home to find out that from their perspective Ronan's been gone a year instead of just a couple weeks, you know. Just stuff."

[missed_the_gate]

"That's...a year? Huh. I don't think I'd be pleased if I'd lost a year of my life." John was finding out all kinds of things he needed to discuss with Ronan.

[stocksgrrl]

Turtle hopped out of the cabin after getting a few things situated after work, bringing with her some s'mores stuff she'd picked up while she was there. She figured it was high time she treated everyone. "Hey guys," she waved to everyone gathered. "Help yourself."

[missed_the_gate]

John cringed. He was sick of the Chef's S'mures for lunch and didn't intend to ever eat one again. "Thanks Turtle, but I'm all s'mored out."

[stocksgrrl]

"Is that even possible?" Turtle was definitely giving John the 'you're quite clearly insane' look.

[missed_the_gate]

"I've eaten too many s'mores to count in the past week, so apparently, yes," John replied.

[saltandammo]

Dean wandered out of the cabin with a bag of M&M's and flopped down on one of the logs surrounding the fire. "Hey."

[missed_the_gate]

"Hey, it's a Jackalope fire party," John said.

[saltandammo]

"After class today, that seems somehow... appropriate."

[missed_the_gate]

"Oh? Do share."