Duo Maxwell (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
stillshinigami) wrote in ![[community profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/community.png)
rekindleme2013-10-23 11:57 pm
stillshinigami) wrote in rekindleme2013-10-23 11:57 pm
Entry tags:
Burn baby burn.
Who:Duo Maxwell, people he invited and OTA
Where: District 1 at the beach
When: The 24th, Sundown.
Summary:Duo hosts a bonfire. Food and drinks with a chance of demons and spirits.
Warnings: Standard, possible swearing. TBA otherwise.
Notes: Feel free to make your own threads for other people. Please mark OTA/or specify who it's for. Thanks.
Duo had seen fit to have a decent spread of snacks, but he hoped most people would bring there own. Two big packs of hotdogs, a crock pot of canned chili, a couple bags of chips and the option between Soda, hot chocolate and hot apple cider was on a table near the bonfire he'd put together, closer to the trees than the water. On the matter of the equipment however, he really just borrowed a few things, without asking. Technically he stole them with every intention of returning the cooler and the thermoses for keeping the drinks warm. To be fair, he bought all the food.
However, he'd skipped another day of human contact out of just plain ole neglect, and he was starting to feel the onset of those flu like symptoms. He shut the food that to stay cool into the freezer and lay down against the logs he'd placed around the pile of scrap timber and wood he'd picked up around town and the beach, shutting his eyes for a while. Sundown was still a little while away. Wouldn't hurt to take a nap.
And if he weren't a little bit on edge, the shadow spirit and other strange sites stalking him and others, and the fact he was about at half speed made him just a little bit jumpy. If anyone should approach him before he awakes, they might notice the pistol in the holster inside of his jacket, within arms reach. Or they might just startle him awake.
Barring that, they'll find him putting the finishing touches on his little party and getting the fire started.
Where: District 1 at the beach
When: The 24th, Sundown.
Summary:Duo hosts a bonfire. Food and drinks with a chance of demons and spirits.
Warnings: Standard, possible swearing. TBA otherwise.
Notes: Feel free to make your own threads for other people. Please mark OTA/or specify who it's for. Thanks.
Duo had seen fit to have a decent spread of snacks, but he hoped most people would bring there own. Two big packs of hotdogs, a crock pot of canned chili, a couple bags of chips and the option between Soda, hot chocolate and hot apple cider was on a table near the bonfire he'd put together, closer to the trees than the water. On the matter of the equipment however, he really just borrowed a few things, without asking. Technically he stole them with every intention of returning the cooler and the thermoses for keeping the drinks warm. To be fair, he bought all the food.
However, he'd skipped another day of human contact out of just plain ole neglect, and he was starting to feel the onset of those flu like symptoms. He shut the food that to stay cool into the freezer and lay down against the logs he'd placed around the pile of scrap timber and wood he'd picked up around town and the beach, shutting his eyes for a while. Sundown was still a little while away. Wouldn't hurt to take a nap.
And if he weren't a little bit on edge, the shadow spirit and other strange sites stalking him and others, and the fact he was about at half speed made him just a little bit jumpy. If anyone should approach him before he awakes, they might notice the pistol in the holster inside of his jacket, within arms reach. Or they might just startle him awake.
Barring that, they'll find him putting the finishing touches on his little party and getting the fire started.
no subject
So drink and eat and be merry and all that jazz.
Eeh? Moonwalk?
no subject
It's okay! You did a great job. There is a nice big fire and lots of food. What else do we need?
[Suddenly, he giggles and looks to Cu Chulainn.]
It doesn't look like he knows The Moonwalk, brother. Come on! Lets show him!
no subject
[He gives an eager nod at Diarmuid's comment.]
Alright, brother. On the count of three, we dance!