Kairi (
lightwithin) wrote2012-02-21 12:36 pm
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10th ♥ [Audio/Commentlog]
Who said something about bass spawning soon?
[Kairi's voice sounds a little distant, and there's the lapping sound of water against a boat's side.]
Does anyone else know about - Oh! - About fishing in the cold? No, come back!
[She doesn't really have hands free to search the journal herself right now.]
It broke my line again.
[Kairi can be found out on the lake, piled under blankets, with a makeshift fishing pole and a bucket full of worms. She's caught a few weedy little things.
She wants to catch a big one!]
[Kairi's voice sounds a little distant, and there's the lapping sound of water against a boat's side.]
Does anyone else know about - Oh! - About fishing in the cold? No, come back!
[She doesn't really have hands free to search the journal herself right now.]
It broke my line again.
[Kairi can be found out on the lake, piled under blankets, with a makeshift fishing pole and a bucket full of worms. She's caught a few weedy little things.
She wants to catch a big one!]
[Audio]
Human. Why?
[That was... A forceful reaction.]
We can meet somewhere else. The bonfire?
[Audio]
[That was a crisis narrowly avoided.]
Yeah, the bonfire is fine. Just not near water.
[Practice with Scott was doing well, but not that well.]
[Audio]
[Weird.]
Then I'll see you in an hour.
[Audio -> Commentlog] (unless you wanna assume it?)
[Ezra honestly isn't great with time, so it's probably more like an hour and a half before he shows up, wandering towards the bonfire, looking for whatever girl invited him there. Man, he should have asked what she looked like. Or at least what her name is.]
[Commentlog] Let's go! :D
She'd also brought a bucket, but it wasn't really big enough to keep a fire going in, in her opinion, so she'd started with the little fire ditch instead.]
[Commentlog] :)
He approaches cautiously, watching her do... whatever it was she's doing.]
Are you the one who's bad at fishing?
[He could have asked her if she was the one who was going to show him how to make a fire, but that might not have been rude enough.]
[Commentlog]
I'm not bad. I grew up on an island. The fish were different.
I'm Kairi.
[Commentlog]
Same thing.
[He shrugs.]
I'm Ezra. Do you really need a hole to make a fire, or is that just an optional thing?
[Because it seemed like a lot of extra work to him.]
[Commentlog]
Well, you can just use a bucket
[She points]
But the heat will escape... I think.
It lasts longer if you keep the coals warm and they stay warm in the hole. But it doesn't have to be big.
Then you make a kindling pile.
[She stacks some small sticks, bark, leaves and grass on top of one another.]
[Commentlog]
[He watches as she gets the small stuff together. ('Kindling'? He vaguely wonders if it's a noun or a verb, and decides to hold off using the word until he's figured out which it is.)
He kneels down, adding a few bits of moss to the collection.]
So, a pile of little bits? Because they burn faster, right?
[Commentlog]
"And then you light it." And pulling a stubby lit candle out of the bucket, she poked a twig into the flame until it caught and then set it on the pile.
"And stack sticks over it so that they heat up and catch. You have to do it slowly so the fire can heat up. It goes out if you put too much on it too fast."
[Commentlog]
He nods as Kairi explains, and watches as the kindling starts to go up in flame. And then:
"But what if I don't have a candle?"
[Commentlog]
"If you can find flints, they spark when you hit them together."
Or he could use glass- No wait, no sun.
She wouldn't tell him to rub sticks together. That was just mean (and it had never worked for her).
[Commentlog]
Ezra hums loudly for a minute, then hands on his hips declares:
"Right, so bring a candle."
[Commentlog]
"And well, once the fire's big enough, you put a big long on and it can burn for hours, long enough for the coals to be hot after a swim."
Unless he swam for days.
But who would do that?
[Commentlog]
Ezra scratched his cheek thoughtfully. Time to do some math.