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Luau, The Main Campfire, Friday evening

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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"I am," she said, even if she occasionally missed some of the people that were at last year's luau. "There's marshmallows, how could I not?"

"Marshmallows are something good?" he asked. "I'm not familiar with them."

"There a type of candy," Isabel explained. "And very sweet. It's a tradition to roast them over a fire like this. Wait here a minute and I'll show you."

She ran off for a moment and returned with two marshmallow sticks and a plate of marshmallows, chocolate and graham crackers.

"First, you put the marshmallow on the stick," she told Karal, handing them to him and demonstrating on her own.

He watched closely and copied her motions exactly. "It is rather sticky," he said, staring at the squishy white marshmallow, some of which was now squished across his thumb.

"It is," she agreed. "And it'll only get stickier as it cooks. Now you want to hold the marshmallow over the fire like this. Too close and it'll catch fire and burn."

"It's raw?" he asked, shifting closer to the fire so he could lower his stick into the flame.

"No, it's perfectly edible in it's natural state. Cooking just makes it nice and warm and gooey," Isabel smiled. "And once it's like that, I'll show you how to make it even better with a little chocolate and some cookies."

"Thank you, Isabel," he told her. This was surprisingly enjoyable, in an odd way. "I appreciate you showing me."

"It's my sacred duty to share the joy that is marshmallows," she told him, watching carefully to make sure her own marshmallow didn't turn into a torch.

Startled, he glanced over at her. "Sacred duty?" he asked, then shook his head at himself. "You're teasing me, aren't you?"

There was something about Karal that prevent Isabel from teasing him too badly. "Yes, I am. Shouldn't I?"

"Sunlord, no!" he said hurriedly. "No, not at all! It simply is not something that I'm used to." He ducked his head and smiled shyly. "I don't mind it in the least."

"Good. You'll have to get used to it around here. Most people are pretty relaxed," she said. "And there's a lot of teasing between friends."

Isabel pulled her marshmallow back and inspected it. It wasn't quite gooey enough so she stuck it back in the fire.

He smiled into the flames, warmed from the inside out by her words, and stared carefully at his marshmallow. It was starting to look rather dark. "How do I know when it is done?"

"That's just about perfect," Isabel said, glancing over. Her own was finally done. "Since this is your first marshmallow, try it plain. Then next one will be a s'more." After blowing and making sure it was cool enough, Isabel bit hers off the stick.

He pulled the stick from the flames and tentatively touched the side of the marshmallow, testing for heat. It felt safe enough, so he slid it free and nibbled the corner. "Sweet!" And sticky.

"Very," Isabel nodded. "It's concentrated sugar on a stick. The next one will be even better because it'll have chocolate."

This was the sweetest thing he had ever tasted - he was used to honey and sometimes sugar - and he could not imagine adding chocolate to it.

"Chocolate is not something I have tried very often. It is quite a luxury back home," he said as he finished the marshmallow as carefully as he could, trying not make everything sticky.

"Not that much chocolate?" Isabel asked horrified. "It's a vital food group!"

She popped another marshmallow on her stick and handed him the bag.

"Buffy was extremely concerned when she believed that my world did not have chocolate," he explained as he fitted marshmallow to stick and returned it to the fire. "Does it have some significance here beyond its taste?"

"It's a comfort food," she explained. "It can be a luxury. I mean certain types are very expensive so you'd never eat them every day. But there's enough chocolate that's both good and inexpensive...Well when you're upset about something most people will automatically reach for it."

"It is a luxury in Karse, and quite expensive." Given it was made from plants grown in Valdemar, that wasn't surprising. "I don't believe it was ever used for that purpose, but I can understand why Buffy was so worried. She thought I'd been deprived of comfort."

"Exactly." Isabel wasn't about to get into a discussion of chocolate and female hormones even though watching Karal blush would be cute. "I'll have to drop some by for you. I always have a stash in my dresser."

"Thank you, that would be wonderful." Karal stopped paying attention to his marshmallow while he turned to smile at Isabel, and when he glanced back it was on fire. "Glory!" he exclaimed and pulled it out to start blowing on it frantically.

"You should try that," she said once the flames were out. "Some people like them crispy."

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