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"Strange that there are so many new people to this..." Lena commented and looked at the children with a faint smile. "So why is every pair so...different ?"

Nothing ? Sounded like a nice start. Perhaps he wasn't as bad as Gaspar had thought. And a conversation always meant a way to get things or to get to know new better things. The green Thule decided to give in and nodded at the nightmare one. "Me Gaspa....yoo like sem ?" Quickly he pointed at all the people who surrounded his brother. If Mathus loved crowds they could forget about friendship and talk.

Carlos picked up more hotdogs which lay around and put them on forks. "Ty it, Nurya." He cheered the fire girl on and gave her one of the forks, very happy to share again and not aware that he hadn't eaten anything by himself yet. The blue-purple Thule also handed some forks to the others around. "Yoo all sweep here 'night ?"

Sajhiri began to butter slices of bread for campfire pies. She placed a slice in each side of each cast iron mold and then spooned in various pie fillings, apple, cherry, blueberry, and pumpkin. The irons were then closed and she shoved them into the coals of the fire. "Dessert is being prepared, and marshmallows are over here if you'd like to roast some. There are graham crackers and chocolate bars to make S'Mores. Sedare will help you put them together when you've finished roasting!"

Sedare finished eating her own hot dog and she moved to the buffet to begin spearing marshmallows for the younger Thule at the party. She seemed to be thoroughly enjoying herself.

Saevire grinned mischeviously and murmured to the nearest Thule "Tonight we can tell ghost stories around the campfire before bed." She followed with an eerie "whoooo-OOO-ooo" sound.

Crow cocks his head to the side as if he's confused about something. Why the long face? He flashes her a reassuring grin, as reassuring a set of fanged teeth can be in such close proximity. His silver bangs sway over one of his eyes constantly, though one can guess it's better than seeing two.

"Crow," he announces with the r sounding more like a w. He slides fingers out of the wide sleeves of his jacket, pointing to himself. He gestures behind himself, not having to look to know his brother is there. A benefit, if not the only one, of the halos. "Mine."

Mythos looks out longingly at the crows of people, particularly the ones with the food. He lowers himself closer to the ground, using his bag to rest his head against. It will be his turn next to do what he wants, whether his brother agrees or not. Of course, there is the problem with strength and courage he has to overcome first..

Reaching into his bag, he pulls out a mirky brown stone. His father wrapped it up in a leathery cloth for the travel. Some light from the fire catches the smokey quartz, and he briefly has something to admire by him lonesome.

Kay called out a thanks as their party host told them desert was on the way. And the mention of marshmellows and chocolates didn't sound too bad after all.

"Ara? Another parent? Oh right. I didn't get any pictures of Danny and Nuria. I'll have to go back and check with the staff I think. It'd be neat to have a collection." Kay replied to Ecavi while a smile. Photography was her bread and butter.
"That would have been something to see alright. Wish I had been there to take some pictures of it too."

She looked over at Ceri when she was pointed out. Sunshine yellow... and midnight blue. Why of course! And now she was looking for it, she did notice the 'spots on Myze wear in fact star-shaped. "Oh yeah, I think you're right. And sharing and taking, you say Lena? Well that would be a good explaination."

Nuria nearly dropped her sausage into the fire when a thule nearby by made such a spooky sound. She whipped her head around to look, realising the speaker as the pirate thule from the museum. Of course that brought back memories of the monsters and things down under the water.... and the huge shark which still lurked under her bath now!

But she remembered she had been made a pirate after that adventure and now was the chance to be one again. With a wave of her toasting fork she called out a loud "Yahh!!" And grinned, reaching to pick off her sausage and bite into it. Pirates still got hungry after all.

Unfortunatly she didn't know what a ghost story was and could only shrug her shoulders at Carlos and look puzzled. But if it was anything like the adventures
Saevire liked, it might be scary...

A pair of pale ears pricked up at the sound of someone saying 'story'. Danica glanced away from where the redish thule with the coat was grinning wickedly, while his brother did his best to ignore him, to the source of the word. Oh! She recognised that older thule. She remembered her from a trip to museum, very long ago. She was the one who went off with Nuria. From what she could remember though, she didn't think the thule was interested in stories, or at least books. But they had said 'ghost stories'.... Danica didn't know what a ghost story was exactly, but it was a story and she was keen to find out more.

Giving Reve a poke, she nodded silently over to where the rest were. Perhaps if he was listening to a story he might stay quiet.

[So sorry I haven't been around much! ._.;; I've been super busy with school starting and all, and preparations for my trip to Columbus, Ohio, to see Cirque du Soleil tomorrow. So you can pretty much RP around me until Sunday. Or later. Depends on if I can get all my essays and such written.

Oh. And I guess Latpas is just listening appreciatively. Or she went out to her car to get a sleeping bag that she forgot. Or she's nodded off standing up like she occasionally does. Or something. You all can make it up as you wish, XD. But if you want to... ask me a question about my Thule or anything, I can pretend that I've been part of the conversation all along. whee ]

Mathus narrowed his eyes and slid his gaze over to the crowd around the Liberality Thule. He shook his head a fraction of an inch and scooted a little further away from them. "I'm Mafus... an' I don' like them so much, nope. Too.. good. An' nice an' stuff." He nooded smartly to punctuate his opinion.

Story? Hm? Had someone said story? He liked stories, he had found, from hearing Latpas tell so many, although badly. He rubbed his shoulder absently from the icy poke and glanced around excitedly. When were they starting? Who was telling the story?

[That last part was edited because I missed one of the posts when I was reading, XD.]

Myze grits her teeth, her mouth opening enough to show that she too has fangs. Sinister as this new black and red thule looks, he didn't seem to be much of a threat- simply introducing himself. She glances past Crow to what must be his twin- who didn't look very happy.

Staying silent, she looks back at Crow nodding a greeting and inching back a little more.

Ceri gasps when some others begin to realize that stories would be happening. Still forgetting she'd intended to tell Saevire Lucas could be a pirate too, she heads back over to the campfire and Ara.

"Luas! Story!" She says in a cheery, sing-song voice- grabbing his hand and trying to take him towards Saevire despite the fact that stories wouldn't be right away and probably would be around the campfire and not the table.

"Greed and Liberality? That would make sense," Ecavi nods, then looks at Kay, "Yeah- I'm sure they'd have pictures in a file, that's where that little man got Myze and Ceri's pictures from."

Mathus furrowed his brow slightly. The concept of friends was a bit too... good for him, a bit too much like something his brother would like, really, but a good friend could always become a good minion or an accomplice, right? "Shoore," he said with a smirk, "Be friends." He smiled smugly to himself. Accomplice number one: possibly found.