JUNE OPEN LOG

[sailmods]

[but, hey: you shouldn't be left out of the camping fun just because you didn't think to sign up, or you only got here yesterday, or actually you only got here today and you have no idea what's going on! because the camp can come to YOU!

meaning, shortly after seeing the others off, Friday returns to the atrium and begins setting up a few items she's brought from... somewhere, one assumes? a pup tent. two sleeping bags. a tent stove. s'mores accoutrements. there's a fake potted plant that she decided looked enough like a tree. all pushed together in the middle of the atrium.

at her spot behind the desk, she looks visibly pleased with herself. she's doing her best.]

Comments

[ex_heaved685]

[ Vi gives a half snort-chuckle at that, which unfortunately isn't great for the mountain of crumbs accumulating in her lap from her binge. ]

Uhh, try 'never'. But they're pretty good.

[ And now that her stomach is reaching full capacity, she's feeling more generous. Vi holds a box of the s'more fixings out to Pratt. ]

Here. Unless you're wild about raw, uhh—

[ Vi pauses as she realises she actually has no idea what any of these ingredients are called, other than 'great'. She eyes the marshmallow and takes a guess. ]

Smushies?

[theweakhavepurpose]

Never?

[He blinks cuz how do you never have a s'more? A beat and then he remembers that cities exist. Right.]

Close. S'mores.

[He gives a half smile and takes the marshmallows, skewering one for himself.]

Imagine this over an actual bonfire, that's how it's normally done. You're outside under the open sky, big bonfire. Making s'mores and having a drink. It's real good.

[ex_heaved685]

S'mores, huh.

[ That's... honestly a shit word for something this good, but it seems like this is food from wherever this guy is from, so Vi won't go dunking on it right out of the gate. She looks up at the ceiling, trying to picture what he's describing, but... ]

Bonfire sounds nice. Don't know if I'm into the open sky thing. Sounds like it'd be weird. What if a bird or rain came by, night ruined, right?

[theweakhavepurpose]

The chaos is part of the experience. Some of the best stories are when you and your buddies have to run for shelter because of a freak thunderstorm.

[He pulls the marshmallow back to check it, licking his fingers when he singes them a bit.]

Where I'm from there's almost nothing but sky. Big Sky Country is what the tourist board calls it.

[ex_heaved685]

'Big Sky Country'. Like it's a wasteland?

[ Vi has seen murals around Piltover whenever she made it up there, detailing countries and cities well beyond their small corner of the world. But she was never sure if the painted scenery was all artistic imagination, wishful thinking, or the truth. But it seems like it might be the latter based on Pratt's info. ]

Is that really a good thing? Where I'm from having nothing kinda means you're on the shit side of the stick.

[theweakhavepurpose]

No no, its just forests and valleys and rolling hills. And because all the towns are so spread out there's no light pollution so you get a better view of the stars than most places.

And no skyscrapers to ruin the skyline. It's beautiful...

[He trails off thinking of the best parts of home. Though... Hm.]

Well, it's probably a wasteland now. A bomb got dropped on it.

And then I died.

But Sharky was saying it turned into a nuclear apocalypse so yeah... Guess it is a wasteland now. Big sky with noone to see it.

[ex_heaved685]

[ There's more questions Vi'd like to ask. Primarily what the fuck is light pollution, but the rest of the info coming forward seems more important to address. She can't get really get a good read on Pratt's feelings on his home getting wasted, but if he's anything even a little like her... casual dismissal is a person's best defence mechanism against the unthinkable. ]

Bomb, huh? Guess we got more in common than we thought.

[ Although Vi didn't full up see the rocket launch... she's got evidence of it now. ]

How's dying working out for you? You seem really... alive.

[ Vi keeps her tone joking. It's not that she's accusing him of lying, but more like willing to poke fun at the absurdity of their situation with him. ]

[theweakhavepurpose]

It's actually pretty good?

[He still sounds disbelieving because this place is eighty times better than home right before he died.]

Place to sleep. All the food I can eat. No ones shot at me yet. So it's pretty damn good. Cruise ship isn't what I would've picked but... [A shrug] Hasn't been awful yet.

[ex_heaved685]

[ Vi laughs at that, because it's a refreshing attitude to see in someone. There's plenty to mope about in the world, but having someone see the light in a otherwise shitty situation makes it easier on her too. ]

I'll drink to that.

[ But then there's the small problem of there being no drink. ]

You actually want to drink to that? I think if I eat anymore of these I'm going to be sick. The ghosts probably aren't using the whiskey in the bars, right?

[theweakhavepurpose]

I don't think so. I dunno what they're doing with it.

Campfires should always have beer too. It's sorta the law. And, you know, being an officer of the law - I gotta enforce that.

[Hell yeah it's time to hit up the bar.]