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savetheearth2013-08-25 01:08 pm
not_good_not_wicked) wrote in savetheearth2013-08-25 01:08 pm
Trying to forget about the school year [log]
Who: Anyone who might have seen or heard about this post
What: Children behaving irresponsibly. Again.
Where: In the woods.
When: A balmy August night a few days before high school starts up again.
Warning: Booze.
It was a bit of a hike to get out there, granted. A bit of a hike through dark, wet forest with spooky trees. But this time Marisa had added some strips of reflective tape marking the trail to the spot.
"The spot" was at the base of a huge tree about half a mile into the woods. While most of the rest of the forest was muddy at best, this area was relatively flat and dry. You could sit without getting your butt dirty. There was an ice chest, a folding table, a campfire, a lantern, a few board games, and a bag of cookies. Hopefully, some other people brought food, because Marisa didn't.
[The next morning...]
For those who were so inclined, or for those who were too intoxicated to find their way home (if anyone drove, Marisa arranged so that someone who wasn't drinking took all the keys and kept track of them to make sure no one tried to drive drunk. She's irresponsible, but at least she's responsible about it.), Marisa's home was available for sleepovers. She could fit one or two people in her room (girls only.), and maybe three or four in the living room downstairs, though finding enough pillows or blankets might be tricky and you'll have to fight over who gets the couch.
As it turn out, both these rooms were facing east. That meant that at seven AM the sun came up, blasted through the windows and nailed the tired, possibly hungover party-goers like the wrath of god.
What: Children behaving irresponsibly. Again.
Where: In the woods.
When: A balmy August night a few days before high school starts up again.
Warning: Booze.
It was a bit of a hike to get out there, granted. A bit of a hike through dark, wet forest with spooky trees. But this time Marisa had added some strips of reflective tape marking the trail to the spot.
"The spot" was at the base of a huge tree about half a mile into the woods. While most of the rest of the forest was muddy at best, this area was relatively flat and dry. You could sit without getting your butt dirty. There was an ice chest, a folding table, a campfire, a lantern, a few board games, and a bag of cookies. Hopefully, some other people brought food, because Marisa didn't.
[The next morning...]
For those who were so inclined, or for those who were too intoxicated to find their way home (if anyone drove, Marisa arranged so that someone who wasn't drinking took all the keys and kept track of them to make sure no one tried to drive drunk. She's irresponsible, but at least she's responsible about it.), Marisa's home was available for sleepovers. She could fit one or two people in her room (girls only.), and maybe three or four in the living room downstairs, though finding enough pillows or blankets might be tricky and you'll have to fight over who gets the couch.
As it turn out, both these rooms were facing east. That meant that at seven AM the sun came up, blasted through the windows and nailed the tired, possibly hungover party-goers like the wrath of god.
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I believe so? I don't really know what to do at... [She waves around the general area and shrugs.]
These sorts of things. Parties. [She is fine with being outgoing on the network, but once she gets into public there are so much more things to take into account. One-on-one conversations are safe, and she wishes they were the only thing she had to worry about.]
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Basically, normal etiquette works. And then just whatever. I tend to like the talking to people and people watching parts of these things, really.
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[Just a slight look at Octavia waaay over there.]
I like most of you.
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You, too?
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[ AND MIND CONTROLLED PEOPLE???? ]
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Not that that would effect our friendship, I am just sort of boggled, really.
And as far as Travis is concerned, have you tried terrifying her into stopping?
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And I have not. She mostly seems to threaten people worse when threatened?
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I can't say I've experiences her attempting to threaten me. Probably because she is not that much of an idiot.
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[ She slants a glance at Kanti, amused. ] Has she seen what happens if she tried?
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[Kanti rolls her shoulders and smiles to herself. There is a slight hint of mischievousness in her eye.] I've got half a foot on her and probably several pounds of muscle, so I don't think she wants to try, to be honest.
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[ Aria has to laugh at that. ] Unfortunately, I don't think I have those advantages when it comes to Tavia...though I can see how it would be silly to argue with them.
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But still... It must be nice to be somewhat average-sized.
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And I don't know - I mean, I don't think about it too much. I may as well say it must be nice to be able to reach things without precariously perching on stools and chairs, you know?
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Mostly, I consider it when I garden. Some of my plants hang, but most of them are land-based. Sometimes I'd like it if the distance between the ground and myself were a little smaller.
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I think it's because I like the idea of something that is usually prey being the predator.
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And I was right! I think that's a good reason to be into something.