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: Main Campfire

[sixstandingby.livejournal.com]

"Think so?" By this time, Gavin was wondering if they were still talking about flying but couldn't seem to stop the posturing.

Re: Main Campfire

[fantastic-torch.livejournal.com]

Johnny wasn't too sure himself, and he wasn't about to be the one to cave. "What do you think, Gavin?"

Re: Main Campfire

[sixstandingby.livejournal.com]

"I think you're bluffing." It sounded good in his head.

Re: Main Campfire

[fantastic-torch.livejournal.com]

"Is that right?" How long could this little game last?

Re: Main Campfire

[sixstandingby.livejournal.com]

"Bluffing or overestimating your abilities."

Re: Main Campfire

[fantastic-torch.livejournal.com]

"You'll learn, Gavin, as you get to know me, that I never bluff. As far as my abilities go?" He shrugged. "You'll soon learn firsthand."

Re: Main Campfire

[sixstandingby.livejournal.com]

Gavin quirked an eyebrow up. "Then I look forward to that day."

Re: Main Campfire

[fantastic-torch.livejournal.com]

Johnny nodded, his eyes intense, locking with Gavin's.

Re: Main Campfire

[sixstandingby.livejournal.com]

Gavin stared back because he couldn't think of anything else to say. And staring was...kinda nice. Don't tell anyone.

Re: Main Campfire

[fantastic-torch.livejournal.com]

Johnny couldn't think of anything else to say either, and it was weird, the staring. He noticed things...when he stared. It was...odd. He might look slightly uncomfortable, a little self-conscious.

Re: Main Campfire

[sixstandingby.livejournal.com]

Gavin blinked first, shaking his head. "I forgot what we were talking about."

Re: Main Campfire

[fantastic-torch.livejournal.com]

"No clue," he looked over at the fire, up at the night sky, and scratched his head.

Re: Main Campfire

[sixstandingby.livejournal.com]

"Maybe it wasn't that important." Had it been about workshops? He really couldn't remember.

Re: Main Campfire

[fantastic-torch.livejournal.com]

"Pie." He tried not to look back at Gavin. He got distracted.

Re: Main Campfire

[sixstandingby.livejournal.com]

"Pie," he repeated. "I like pie."

Re: Main Campfire

[fantastic-torch.livejournal.com]

"Banana. Or cherry. Maybe chocolate cream." They were at a Hawaiian luau and Johnny was pie talking.

Course pie was fun, wasn't it?

Re: Main Campfire

[sixstandingby.livejournal.com]

"I actually haven't had any of this planet's pie," Gavin admitted sheepishly. "But they sound good!"

Re: Main Campfire

[fantastic-torch.livejournal.com]

"Teddy told me about this place in town, Job, God of Biscuits, serves the best pie. We'll have to go and check it out and what kind of pie do you eat at home?"

Re: Main Campfire

[sixstandingby.livejournal.com]

"That doesn't sound bad," he said, answering the first part. "And, lately, it's been rations for me. No time to eat."

Re: Main Campfire

[fantastic-torch.livejournal.com]

"You that busy with workshops?" No time to eat? Johnny had to eat or he was grumpy as all hell.

Re: Main Campfire

[sixstandingby.livejournal.com]

"I meant before coming here," Gavin corrected. "Since coming here, I've eaten what I've seen. Not at the same time."