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Luau, The Main Campfire, Friday evening

The main campfire had been turned into a tropical paradise... without the tropics. There were leis and grass skirts to wear, tropical music playing, a buffet table, and the infamous Limbo Stick of Destiny, an artifact brought back to America from World War II. Noody knows what happens when a person wins a limbo competition involving the Limbo Stick of Destiny, but several experts on the subject suggest that "absolutely nothing happens except maybe you win a little trophy."

It was party time at the Fandom High Summer Camp.

[OOC: OCD is up. Yes, there is pig, poi, and sometimes the band will switch from generic tropical music to 60's beach movie music, or maybe reggae, or Raffi. They're unpredictable like that.

The luau takes place during a long break in the rain that

fh_weather is reporting. Yes, I'm modding the weather. Admin privilege.]

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"I like to keep my options open," Dean said with a grin. "And, nope -- first time I saw Alec was at the meet and greet when we arrived here. Probably a good thing that was after we'd had to give up our weapons. Otherwise I might've shot him as a skinwalker before we got it straightened out."

"Options are good," Jack said absently, attention completely taken by mention of shootings and skinwalkers. "Skinwalker?"

"Shapeshifter," Dean clariefied. "Almost always pretty evil."

"Do you run into a lot of shapeshifters?"

"Some. Mostly it's pissed off spirits of some kind, but there's enough other stuff mixed in to keep a guy on his toes."

"It sounds like you led a hell of an interesting life before you came here." Jack shook his head in amazement. "Are those sorts of thing common where you come from?"

"Generally speaking? No," Dean said. "But they happen more than people think. We hunt them so we're always tracking them down."

"You - and your brother? - hunt evil spirits?" Jack asked. "Is it hobby, job or vocation?"

"Job, though it doesn't really pay very well. My Dad's a hunter, we hunt with him," Dean explained. "At least we do when he doesn't send us off to school for the summer."

"So you're following in your Dad's footsteps. That makes sense," Jack said, nodding thoughtfully. "I take it you didn't want to come here for the summer?"

Dean snorted and shook his head. "It wasn't exactly my first choice, no. Though Sammy was all for it. Have to admit, though, this place is a lot more fun than I was expecting. It's not exactly your normal school."

"You said a mouthful there, Dean." Pausing, he managed to mostly conceal a smirk. "So, about this kissing thing..."

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