The Fire Pit

OOC ok

Bic I look at patiance and smile "want to go to the library pat"

ooc: she likes jake more than

bic: " do you want my jacket so you don't get your clothes wet?"

"No I like the rain." my eyes widen. "Ypu have a library?!" I was getting excited
OOC I haven't decided yet

Ja "yeah I'll show you"

"oh well the rain is getting harder i will leave sticks on the ground so you can follow me to the libary"ems smiles and runs off

"Let's go! Oh, want to come Emily?"

Ja I look at pat "she ran off. Let's go" I hold out my hand for pat

"I didnt leaves thoses twigs for nothin"emily smiles and stops to wait for them"come on" emily waves and smiles

emily runs to the libary and waits

Abraham stood looking into the fire, trying to understand his new place here. He'd planted the Olive Tree his satyr guide had died into near the forest. He had already changed into the camp clothes, though he was not comfortable with them. the jeans someone had loaned him had a zipper. The first time in Abraham's life he'd used a zipper. His father had never been pleased with buttons, but had given into them on shirts, though not vests. And the t-shirts. So brightly colored. He'd begun to loose his inhibitions in the group home. But this was being broken of them all together. he'd had managed to convince the Cyclopes who had helped him to leave the shield plain, and unadorned. He couldn't break from that old habit. He looked into the fire, to try and feel connected to the goddess they said was his mother.

I walked up and tossed some arrows and some random papers into the fire.
I watched.
"Ok, I did it, Elise. Let's go."
"You're not going to say anything? Are you going to burn his bow?"
I silently tossed the bow in the fire. "Happy now?"
"I guess."
"let's go back to my bunk."
We left.