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.]

Comments

Re: Dance Area

[notqueenyet.livejournal.com]

So Aravis outranked him by quite a bit. Or would, if she cared about that sort of thing at this point.

"Quite the example to live up to, I imagine."

Re: Dance Area

[socksofcool.livejournal.com]

"At times yeah."

Re: Dance Area

[notqueenyet.livejournal.com]

Aravis studied their feet to make sure she didn't step on his, even if he was confident that he wouldn't do so to her.

"Does your brother wish to follow in a similar path of protection, like you and your father?" she wondered.

Re: Dance Area

[socksofcool.livejournal.com]

"Nah," Seely shook his head. "Jared wants to play hockey. He's pretty good at it too."

Re: Dance Area

[notqueenyet.livejournal.com]

"Is hockey a game?" Aravis asked. "Or a musical instrument?"

Someday she'd stop asking questions like this.

Re: Dance Area

[socksofcool.livejournal.com]

Seely was getting very used to answering questions like that. "It's a sport."

Re: Dance Area

[notqueenyet.livejournal.com]

"I did not know people could devote their lives to sport," she remarked.

Re: Dance Area

[socksofcool.livejournal.com]

"It can be difficult," Seely said. "But, yeah, some of them do."

Re: Dance Area

[notqueenyet.livejournal.com]

"I wish him all the best, then," she decided.