Luau: The Main Campfire: Friday Evening

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The irony of having a Hawaiian luau while in Greece probably hadn't escaped anyone.  But given that the majority of the students probably couldn't pinpoint Hawaii on the map, it didn't seem like that was enough of a reason to cancel what had become a summer tradition.

So in the early evening, the main campfire was transformed into a party place with coconuts, grass skirts, and leis for everyone.  A pig was slowly roasting over the fire, and a huge moddable buffet spread out to the flagpole. 

A dance floor was set up, and Hawaiian music was playing, but there was also plenty of grass spread with blankets for the less-rhythm-inclined.

[OOC:  YAAAAAY LUAU!  Students, teachers, and townies all welcome!]

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Re: The Campfire

[missed-the-gate.livejournal.com]

"What's a mystic?" John asked. "I'm going to assume it's not someone who carries pompoms."

Re: The Campfire

[stupid-toasters.livejournal.com]

"Mystic's some weird, religious person who chants and stuff," Lee said. "Can see the future and read minds and all that stuff."

Re: The Campfire

[missed-the-gate.livejournal.com]

"Are you a mystic?"

Re: The Campfire

[stupid-toasters.livejournal.com]

"Yeah," Lee said and rolled his eyes. "You're thinking of socks. See how good I am?"

Re: The Campfire

[missed-the-gate.livejournal.com]

"You're pretty damn good, actually," John teased. "Let's really test it, what color socks?"

Re: The Campfire

[stupid-toasters.livejournal.com]

"Turquoise," Lee said dryly. "With horses on them."