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

[notqueenyet.livejournal.com]

"I wonder if we, as sensible, properly-attired women, will be forced to take care of them when they do get sick," Aravis said, narrowing her eyes. "Because I certainly will do no such thing."

Re: Main Campfire

[abhorsentobe.livejournal.com]

"Certainly not!" Sabriel exclaimed, outraged at the mere idea. "There must be nurses or healers here, surely? People who's job it is to take care of silly boys?"

Re: Main Campfire

[notqueenyet.livejournal.com]

"But the silly boys may expect attention and sympathy from us," Aravis pointed out.

Re: Main Campfire

[abhorsentobe.livejournal.com]

"We don't have to give it to them, though," Sabriel said, narrowing her eyes at the boys wandering about the luau.

Re: Main Campfire

[notqueenyet.livejournal.com]

"True," Aravis said, nodding. "But there will be whining."

Re: Main Campfire

[abhorsentobe.livejournal.com]

"You seem to know a lot about boys," Sabriel commented.

Re: Main Campfire

[notqueenyet.livejournal.com]

"I grew up with them," Aravis replied. "Two brothers, and then at Anvard, there are twin boys my own age."