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Summer Picnic, Main Campfire, Friday afternoon

At lunchtime, the campfire area was set up with blankets, baskets, picnic tables, food, and ant problems. The groundskeeper who brought the ants was later sent home for the rest of the day. It turned out that he didn't really like picnics.

[OOC: I suck and completely forgot about this. Sorry about the relative lateness. It's a sunny and fairly comfortable day. I MOD WEATHER! MWAHAHAHAHAHA!]

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Pick up food for yourself and friends! All kind of picnic-y type foods are here. Whatever you'd define as "picnic-y."

Sit on the ground with a red and white checkerboard pattern protecting you from the dirt while you eat.

Want to eat at a table? You can! Plenty of seats for everyone!

Stare at the ants. Do not kill them. They've done nothing to you.

Play games here in the area uninhabited by people eating. There are frisbees!

Gather around the campfire as the sun goes down. Isn't it good to be outdoors?

Sorry about the delay!

Cedric's not too hungry right now so he's content to grab a blanket, lay back and enjoy himself for a little while.

He's smiling a little, enjoying himself.

Pippi grabs a plate of salami sandwiches, a few deviled eggs, some fruit (bananas are good) and hey! They have fizzy lemonade!

After Flight and Flying, Bridge heads over to the campfire and grabs a picnic basket full of sandwiches and ~~pop~~ ~~soda~~ soft drinks.

Bridge grabs a blanket and spreads it out on the ground before sitting down to have lunch.

There are plenty of sandwiches for sharing!

Jack spotted Cedric on the way to the food and detoured, heading over to him. He flopped down next to him - without waiting to be invited - and grinned. "I feel like I haven't seen you for ages."

"Hi," Cedric says, smiling as well. "And it has been a few days. Have you been busy?"

"Few workshops, catching up on some reading, spending a bit of time with Sam," he rubbed his stomach, which was still a bit sore from where she'd elbowed him, "saying goodbye to Izzy. So, yeah, I guess have been. What about you?"

Parker stared at them.

Parker glared at them.

The ants ignored her.

When she got back from work Lana chose a picnic basket with fruits and cheese and some sandwiches and iced tea and stretched out on a blanket in the sun.

River looked at Parker. "What do you have against ants?" she asked.

River examines the food and suddenly feels very indecisive.

"Look!" River sat down in front of Bridge, showing him her hand where she tried to feed a pink fizzy drink to some ants.

Rory wandered over in the lateish afternoon. "Hi, Bridgey! Are there bugs?"

"Nothing much," he answers, shrugging. Or, attempting to shrug which was difficult in the supine position. "Adjusting to new workshops, adjusting to the cabins again."

Bridge tilts his head and examines her hand. "Do the ants like the drink, you think?"

"Ants!" Bridge informs Rory.

"Food-stealing itchy tiny almost-invisible pests." Parker doesn't look away from to see who's talking to her, but she does wave. "I don't want to *kill* them." Much. "I'm just trying to figure out how to keep them over there, and my food over here. Without ever the two meeting."

"Yes, if they don't drown in it," River replied. "How are you?"

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Summer Picnic, Main Campfire, Friday afternoon

The Baskets

The Blankets

The Tables

The Anthill

The Clearing

The End of the Day

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