[ goes, and when he comes back, hands Charles his drink before pulling up a chair and taking a seat, still working on his own drink. there are enough folks pestering him now that less people-watching is happening. ]
*nods a thank you and has been keeping up a few other conversations of his own as well. (yet as he proceeds, is still somehow managing to maintain a very good pace getting through his second drink.) this includes one that results in him being brought a stick of cotton candy. eventually...*
*contemplating that quite seriously, with another fluffy piece of cotton candy held aloft in his fingers*
Not trouble, I don't think. Not right here, tonight. We're definitely in for something, but I'm not getting a particularly bad feeling for things here. It might be something yet to come.
I did, actually. Woke up Christmas morning to a steaming styrofoam clamshell of Indian take-away right next to me. Not the most exciting thing I've been surprised with in bed, but I'll take it.
*his head cocks a little as the zombie orchestra starts something more upbeat*
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Yes, please. Another of the same.
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...I shouldn't eat all of this. Want some?
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I'll, ah. I can get them onto a compact disc and then drop it off at your cabin. Where are you staying?
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I'll drop it off there.
Have you been dancing yet this evening?
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*waves a hand in a don't-worry-about-it sort of gesture*
I've already had a couple of drinks, it's not a problem. I hear that the cotton candy has real sugar, though, so that's tempting.
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*chuckles*
Well, I think it's probably better for everyone that I not.
*plucks off a pieces of his and takes a bite*
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Not trouble, I don't think. Not right here, tonight. We're definitely in for something, but I'm not getting a particularly bad feeling for things here. It might be something yet to come.
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Give me one good reason why.
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*idly contemplative*
I wonder how "saving" applies to camp's visitors...
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Logically, the visitors shouldn't be hurt because they are supposed to leave in one piece like regular campers do.
*does not like the topic of cheating death very much--present company exempted because Discworld vampires can be born vampires*
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Hellz yeah! It'd be better if the music wasn't so lame, though.
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*with a tone of great patience -- one that most would probably find reassuring but that Luke probably finds familiar*
Right now. But you'll eventually find how few others here understand our situation.
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[I TOTALLY DO ALREADY]
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*nods*
Have you been a participant in any other large-scale camp events?
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I did, actually. Woke up Christmas morning to a steaming styrofoam clamshell of Indian take-away right next to me. Not the most exciting thing I've been surprised with in bed, but I'll take it.
*his head cocks a little as the zombie orchestra starts something more upbeat*
Hey, do you know how to swing dance?
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*holds out his hand*
Captain Jack Harkness. Just in case not-you didn't get it the first time around. Everyone was pretty distracted.