big thread two.

[christ_onabike]

Who: EVERYONE.
Where: clearing in the woods designed for bonfires.
When: Duskish.
What: Fire, twigs and a big bag of marshmallows meet.
Warnings: None I can think of, just go nuts.

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[painhumbles]

Yeah. Kid-friendly. Except for, uh, the fact that Gabriel happened to be lurking near the treeline with a bag of marshmallows that he swiped and was now practically playing Fluffy Bunny with, given the amount he had shoved in his mouth. This would make him look like a creeper, except he's really just waiting for an opportunity to make a dramatic entrance into the clearing and start telling ghost stories.

...And seeing if any of the cute counselor girls show uedp to chaperone. Gabriel has two loves- women and being a trickster.

...Oh and free food. Om nom marshmallows.

[you_run_i_chase]

Parker had been wandering in the woods looking for the bonfire area, and she came across the counselor shoving marshmallows into his mouth. She grinned a bit, her steps slow because she was going to do her level best to give him a nice and proper scare. After all, he had been the one to mention the aliens and what not and his hair really was rather unmistakable.

Missy had some prior experience being all sneaky like, and she quickly and sneakily gave him an exceedingly wide birth, making quite sure to appear to walk really far away from him before she doubled back and quickly tapped him on his shoulder.

[painhumbles]

It was surprisingly easier than you might think to choke on marshmallows, especially when there were, like, six of them in your mouth. Needless to say, Gabriel sputtered, wound up swallowing more than he should have, choked slightly, and then spun around, still trying to remember how his windpipe worked, because... Maybe if he faced whatever CRUEL BEAST WAS TAPPING ON HIS SHOULDER WHILE SLOWLY CHOKING TO DEATH, HE'D BE SPARED.

....Oh, it was just a camper.

He made a face, after he finally sorted out the whole marshmallow incident and glowered. In all of this, he still managed to keep a hold of the marshmallow bag, although the real surprise was the fact that he JUST CHOKING ON THEM MOMENTS BEFORE didn't prevent him from popping another into his mouth. "Cute. Real cute. Points for originality too. That's totally never happened to me before."

[you_run_i_chase]

Parker was torn between being exceptionally amused and the smallest bit concerned about the fact that he might actually choke to death. She didn't know how the hell she was going to explain it if he did. It was at the moment that he turned around that she was deciding whether or not to offer to attempt to perform the Heimlich Maneuver that he turned around and made a face.

She looked like she was about to apologize before he popped another marshmallow into his mouth, and the apology slipped from her face into an amused grin. Well, if he wasn't going to be phased about the incident, than neither was she. Her arms crossed at her back, and she just inclined her head a big to the right, watching him. "Hey, well someone had to do it, right? Consider it preemptive payback for whatever effects your stories have on the kids around."

Missy didn't consider herself a kid, at all, so she wasn't counting herself in with all of that.

[brokenweapon]

David sat down by the bonfire and turned his eyes to the darkening sky. There really was nothing like roasting marshmallows on a massive inferno - it was a camp thing, you know, like short-sheeting your friend's bed, or long, rambly nature hikes.

Smiling, he stuck a marshmallow onto a stick and held it over the flames. They always tasted best when they caught fire a little.

[future_games]

Isaac arrived late after stumbling his way through the darkness. A cat he was not, obviously.

He grimaced at the bag of marshmallows that had been pushed into his hands and, when he thought he was out of ear-shot of everyone else, mumbled, "Ground-up animal bones coated in sugar. Who can eat this crap?"

[bybloodandhonor]

"Hey, at least the whole animal is getting used?" Tirion had good hearing, and shrugged slightly.

"I've got some graham crackers and chocolate left if you're not into marshmallows."

[future_games]

Isaac jumped slightly, not expecting to have been overheard by anyone.

"Nah, it's alright. I wasn't hungry to begin with, but I'm really not into gelatin-related foods. The thought of eating collagen doesn't appeal to me." He shrugged, and held up the back of marshmallows, grinning awkwardly. "You want them?"

[boeshane_boy]

Nothing was quite like camp parties. Especially ones without counselors. Or at least, with very few of them. Or only the cool ones. Jack spent the night socializing - laughing, flirting, joking. It was a good night, made better by the drinks someone had managed to sneak in.

It was starting to break up, though; the fire was dying, and people were leaving, and Jack was only a little disappointed that he didn't have someone to leave with. Only a little, though; he still had time to find some company. Even if it was the sort of company he liked arguing with.

[talldarksaviour]

Damon bid goodbye to Ana, watched her as she walked away, knowing the extra swing to her hips was deliberate, and enjoying it anyway. Once she was lost to the shadows, he leant back against the tree trunk, took a long swig from the bottle of whatever it was that had ended up in his hands, and gazed dreamily, if somewhat drunkenly into the fire, the heat from both the flames and the alcohol settling into a warm buzz along his nerve endings.

[boeshane_boy]

Oh, and there he was. Jack grinned to himself and circled around, still aware enough to keep relatively quiet. As Damon lowered the bottle he was drinking from, Jack leaned in to snatch it away and take a sip, smiling as he did. "Thanks," he said, smiling.

[talldarksaviour]

Damon glanced to the side, fingers moving a second too late, closing on empty air. He frowned vaguely in Jack's direction. "You're welcome I'm sure," he said, forgetting to inject the usual venom into his tone.

He blinked at Jack, gaze travelling lazily over his face and neck, before turning back to the fire. He considered moving away from the other teen, but the move would require too much effort, and expose him to the cold. He decided against it.