roses_are_blue: deleted community (this seems like a challenge)
Garry ([personal profile] roses_are_blue) wrote in [community profile] smash_logs2012-09-23 05:31 pm

Fall means campfires. Campfires mean getting fat off s'mores.

Who: YOU, and you, and you.
What: SMASH ACADEMY AUTUMN CAMPFIRE
Where: Courtyard
When: September 23rd, evening.
Warnings: S'mores. Everywhere.

Come and all, Smash. It's a beautiful afternoon that turned into evening eventually. A slight chill was there, but it was the pleasant fall chill.

Bring your potatoes, marshmallows, meats...whatever the hell you wanna roast. It's a campfire bros.

Since it was all Garry's idea, he was the first there and he brought many sweet potatoes and marshmallows as he said he would. He started raking (and he really sucks at it, he's a weakling. If you're there early, maybe you oughta help).

Once we had a huge pile, it was time to set ablaze. With Garry's lighter, running lower and lower on oil, he made sure there was a protective barrier to make sure the fire didn't spread (a ton of rocks, maybe you helped with that too) and then...tada! We have a campfire.

Eat, roast, chat. DO WHATEVER.

[Set a time(s) your dude of choice was there, and mingle, mingle, mingle! Garry will be floating around too.]
gentlesaint: (Scarves fashionable now right right)

[personal profile] gentlesaint 2012-09-25 06:08 am (UTC)(link)
Vianca was carrying a robotic eyeball. Said robotic eyeball was normally spotted in the library. Except he was always attached to some kind of rail that moved across the walls. That probably meant he couldn't move around without assistance.

Anyway, Rhys is there to say hello to the both of them! Only he can't. He opened his mouth to say something but was immediately drowned out by another wave of robo-blabbering. He closed it and smiled self-consciously before just settling with a friendly wave.

"Umm. Quite the campfire, isn't it?" WHEATLEY...
vianca: (w/ Standard view of the world)

[personal profile] vianca 2012-09-25 06:19 am (UTC)(link)
Vianca looked up at Rhys, nodding her head in a greeting. She might have returned the wave, had she not been carrying her charge, but that's how it was. It was nice to see the nurse out and about, since that meant he wasn't in being ill. Yes. Very good.

She could readily identify the source of his conversational hesitations and glanced down at Wheatley. There was a slight furrow of her brow, and then she shrugged very slightly, looking back up at Rhys with a subtley apologetic seeming look.

"Yes it is," she replied softly, but who knows who even heard it. Maybe Rhys was good at reading lips.
gentlesaint: (Priest in da hood)

[personal profile] gentlesaint 2012-09-25 06:36 am (UTC)(link)
It was a simple and straightforward enough response that it did not die between them. Rhys's smile evened out into something more comfortable as he turned briefly to admire the fire.

...But it was hard, what with Wheatley prattling on and on and making such a racket that Rhys couldn't help but notice others directing their eyes toward the source of the bedlam. Maybe he should... oh, he didn't want to impose on his right to speak, but it was getting a bit excessive and something might be the matter with him. "E-excuse me," he tried, looking Wheatley in the eye. Or at least trying to.
testgasm: (there is no more unhappiness)

[personal profile] testgasm 2012-09-25 08:40 pm (UTC)(link)
Despite the fact that Wheatley was babbling away, seeming to pay no attention to the conversation going on over his head, he instantly recognized that someone was talking to him. His optic snapped to attention, fixing itself on Rhys.

"Hello!"
gentlesaint: (Oh Mia where are you taking me-)

[personal profile] gentlesaint 2012-09-26 12:11 am (UTC)(link)
"You've been talking an awful lot. Are you nervous about something?"

This conclusion might seem strange, but endless chatter to no one in particular to the point of being oblivious to one's surroundings does warrant a bit of concern.
testgasm: <lj site="livejournal.com" user="relicfragments"> (let me see what spring is like)

[personal profile] testgasm 2012-09-26 02:28 am (UTC)(link)
"Uh--"

The truth is, he most certainly was, but Wheatley was definitely not one to admit to such shortcomings.

"Outdoors is--is something that's a bit new to me. But exciting, innit? Never really thought of fire as something enjoyable."
gentlesaint: (Rose-tinted everywhere)

[personal profile] gentlesaint 2012-09-26 04:21 am (UTC)(link)
Rhys broke into beaming. There was a new light in his eyes that danced vibrantly in the fire. "Oh, I understand completely!" he gushed, clasping his hands together excitedly. "Doesn't it feel good to be able to leave the confines of a building and explore the world around you? Ahh... I'm so happy for you!"
vianca: (w/ Shut up I am reading)

[personal profile] vianca 2012-09-26 04:24 am (UTC)(link)
And lo, Vianca had found the desired conversation partner.

Alas, poor Rhys. She would miss you.
testgasm: <lj site="livejournal.com" user="relicfragments"> (impressive jumping)

[personal profile] testgasm 2012-09-27 06:20 am (UTC)(link)
Oh, Rhys, now you've done it.

If there was one thing Wheatley loved, it was people humoring him. His optic flashed brightly with excitement.

"Yes! I mean, don't get me wrong, the library is--the library is wonderful, but it is nice. To get out now and then."
gentlesaint: (How nice it would be...)

[personal profile] gentlesaint 2012-09-30 08:43 pm (UTC)(link)
"Isn't it? I used to have to stay inside all the time, too." His voice dropped to a more furtive but equally enthusiastic level. "Sometimes I would sneak out against my parents' will, which was really bad of me because I was always sick and made them worry themselves to death, but... I just couldn't take it anymore sometimes! I had to feel the sun on my face, the grass beneath my feet..."
testgasm: (so that we could have fun)

[personal profile] testgasm 2012-10-02 05:39 am (UTC)(link)
"Oh, I wasn't doing any of that," he continued, completely oblivious to the fact that he was not necessarily light, and that Vianca had to keep holding him for as long as he wanted to talk to Rhys.

"I hadn't been outside at all, before I got here."
gentlesaint: (Serious)

[personal profile] gentlesaint 2012-10-07 01:06 am (UTC)(link)
Rhys blinked confusedly. "At all?" He wondered how on earth he got transported to this school in the first place. Surely there was some travelling between starting point and destination.
testgasm: <lj site="livejournal.com" user="relicfragments"> (and let me play among the stars)

[personal profile] testgasm 2012-10-07 03:53 am (UTC)(link)
"Well, I mean, I've been to space, but that doesn't exactly count. No air in space. No...trees."

Because that explained everything.