Luau, The Main Campfire, Friday evening

[deandestroyer.livejournal.com]

Around dinner time on Friday, the main campfire was transformed. Leis and grass skirts were available to all. A pig was roasting kabobs. There was Hawaiian music playing from somewhere. There was also a limbo stick of doom. If you lost, you died.

Okay, that was just Drax's hope. He couldn't make it happen in reality. Woe.

[OOC: FRIDAY SPECIAL EVENTS BEGIN ANEW! Students, instructors, and townies are all welcome.

Also, I turned off notifications, zomg.]

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Re: Buffet Table

[multiplez]

Z helped herself to a plate of food. Mmmmm luau food.

Re: Buffet Table

[connernotconnor.livejournal.com]

"Z!" Conner greeted her, through a mouthful of roasted pig. "I haven't blown anybody's cover yet!"

Yeah, because starting off the conversation with that exact phrase was such an auspicious sign.

Re: Buffet Table

[multiplez]

Z looked around quickly to see who might have heard Conner. "That's great, Conner!" she said. "Maybe you could keep up the good work?" And not talk with his mouth full, yeesh.

Re: Buffet Table

[connernotconnor.livejournal.com]

Yeah, like that was going to happen. On either count.

"So planning on it," he said. Still through a mouthful of food. Poor pig.

Re: Buffet Table

[multiplez]

Poor Z. "Dude, you've graduated from high school and you still talk with your mouth full?"

Re: Buffet Table

[connernotconnor.livejournal.com]

"Hey," Conner objected, swallowing this time -- just to take pity on her, really. "Swallowing after you chew isn't a graduation requirement in any state last time I checked!"

Re: Buffet Table

[multiplez]

"Well, it should be," Z decided.

Re: Buffet Table

[connernotconnor.livejournal.com]

Conner gave her an incredulous stare. "They already complain about declining graduation rates and you want to make it worse?"

Re: Buffet Table

[multiplez]

"No," Z said, rolling her eyes. "I think everybody should have to master what is a basic skill, yet essential to polite human discourse, before they can be declared sort of an adult."

Re: Buffet Table

[connernotconnor.livejournal.com]

It took Conner a little while to parse that statement. "You're serious, aren't you?" he asked incredulously, before falling back on a reliable standby of a response:

"Okay, whatever, dude."

Re: Buffet Table

[multiplez]

"I know an alien that eats garbage. I've had enough of gross." Z rolled her eyes fondly. "Yeah, whatever."

Re: Buffet Table

[connernotconnor.livejournal.com]

"Shouldn't that make you build up a resistance to gross, then?" asked Conner, who had at least fished a napkin out of his pocket to wipe his mouth on, instead of using his sleeve.

Re: Buffet Table

[multiplez]

"You would think, but no." Well, that was a mercy, at least.