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[OPENish] ~LIFE NEEDS MORE BEACHES & BONFIRES~
WHO: Josuke, Kaneki, Hazel, Annie, Hide, Reiner, Usagi, Jolyne, Giorno and possibly Hisoka
WHERE: Cape Canaveral Beach
WHEN: Saturday Night, February 7th
WHAT: BONFIRE! BOOZE! ROASTED MARSHMALLOWS! ...skinny dipping?
WARNINGS: Teenagers. Shenanigans. Probably mentions of nudity. TBA IF THERE'S ANYTHING ELSE!
NOTES: More or less OPEN? I mean, if one of the above characters would have or did invite yours (talk to the muns!) then please come join us! Opener's in prose, but feel free to use whatever works the best!

WHERE: Cape Canaveral Beach
WHEN: Saturday Night, February 7th
WHAT: BONFIRE! BOOZE! ROASTED MARSHMALLOWS! ...skinny dipping?
WARNINGS: Teenagers. Shenanigans. Probably mentions of nudity. TBA IF THERE'S ANYTHING ELSE!
NOTES: More or less OPEN? I mean, if one of the above characters would have or did invite yours (talk to the muns!) then please come join us! Opener's in prose, but feel free to use whatever works the best!

They'd come from their homes to the military base in Cape Canaveral, and that was where they'd agreed upon meeting one another. The plan from thereon in was simple. (Maybe too simple to start with—Josuke had originally under planned, after all—but thanks to some helpful 'intervention' things were on course and running smoothly.) A hop, skip, and a jump away was the beach, but in order to be sure they were appropriately distanced from military property, those who were able and willing were to visit the garage and borrow vehicles that could be used to usher their small group a little ways down the coastline. And by the time they had all arrived at the designated location—an end of the beach decorated with bits of driftwood and only a very light dappling of footprints—the sky was already beginning to darken. The bands of color that had once streaked the horizon like the layers of a sedimentary rock were now fading to a beautiful blue-grey monochrome; the rippling waves looked less like glimmering silk and more like impenetrable velvet; and the sun was barely a glowing sliver, minutes away from disappearing entirely behind the skyline. It was cool, but not cold, and as the fire was struck, as it reached brightly skyward, flames dancing and crackling, warmth soon began to fan outward. Around the bonfire were blankets and towels for people to sit on. There were snacks of all kinds: marshmallows, chocolate, graham crackers, chips, and hot dogs—and there were skewers with which to stab several of these foods. There was a volleyball, too, pairs of binoculars, someone's media player and headphones, and a small cooler full of drinks on ice: water, some selections of soda, and of course...the alcohol. In short, everything anyone calling themselves a 'teenager' might need to cut loose on a Saturday night. |
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She walked over to the snack pile, which was still impressive despite some of the goodies being in circulation around the fire. Scooping up an already broken-into-bag of marshmallows, and an individual bag of chips, she headed back over to her spot on the beach.
"Have you roasted marshmallows before?" she asked as she plopped back down, holding the marshmallow bag out to her pompadour'ed friend.
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"Not a whole lot," he answers, picking up one of the skewers he got ready before she went for the snacks. The end is cleaned off in the fire, cooled a little with a wave, and then he sticks it through the flat side of a marshmallow. "It's not rocket science, though. Sugar burns fast, so you keep it rotated to heat it evenly and brown it lightly on all sides!"
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"Oooh, that's simple enough!"
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Happily enough, the older teen takes up a chip and pops it into his mouth with one hand while rotating the marshmallow some more with the other. After a few more seconds of roasting, it's pulled away from the fire smoking lightly, but quite far from being scorched. Rather, it boasts a fairly even golden color all around...the topmost side and bottom excluded. Those are still pretty white and goopy.
Crunching his chip up and swallowing, he offers the marshmallow to Usagi.
"Here, you can have it. Just be careful! It looks really melty."
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"Ooh! Thank you!" she said with a big smile and gingerly plucked the marshmallow of the tip of the stick. Well, pluck isn't really the right word, it was more of an… attempt. The sugar mass was far more gooey and determined to stay where it was to come off easily. But she managed, though not before almost pulling the golden outer layer off.
She carefully blew on it a little, and then popped the whole marshmallow in her mouth. Immediate eye sparkles to follow.
"Ess soo ummee!!" an exclamation obscured by a mouthful of melty sugar.