Camping

[daringyoungman]

Dick and Cat wanted to go camping. Dick asked Bonnie. Dick asked around, then somehow the word got out and it was a CAMPING TRIP.

Which he's okay with, really. He doesn't get much chance to hang around with other kids.

They pick a spot a good distance from the bar, near enough to the lake that washing and swimming can happen, not so close to the forest that demon bunnies are a severe threat, and set about pitching a camp for the weekend, or whenever they all get bored...

Comments

Re: Pitching Camp

[isawit]

"That's more than me. How about you tell me what the next step is?"

She hopes putting him on the spot like this will be okay and will backdown at the first sight of nervousness on his part.

Re: Patrol 2

[isawit]

"Cat. Sorry, I meant 'cat' not car. Though I kind of like the trilobite."

As cool as the fire fish is, fish have a different meaning for her. Still she'll go along with everyone else.

Re: Campfire's burning

[isawit]

"Safe enough," she says with a shrug, cause obviously it's not big deal. "And yeah. My mom disappeared and my only other option is Social Services, which is worse in than the streets. At least on the streets I get to decide what to do."

Re: After hours

[isawit]

"Oh," Cat says somberly. The guy's story reminds her of Bruce, which makes her a little sad. "My mom disappeared a few months back, so I've been living on the streets and stay away from Social Services. You on the streets, too?"

Re: Campfire's burning

[herr_bookman]

Autor blinks at their hands, and adjusts his grip on the skewer. "Oh, thanks. Trapeze, huh? That must require a lot of strength and flexibility. I've never seen an aerialist at work."

Re: Campfire's burning

[herr_bookman]

"But you're at risk of being kidnapped occasionally," Autor points out, adjusting his grip on his skewer. "Where do you sleep? How do you eat?"

Re: After hours

[daringyoungman]

"No."

He slows down on his hand walking, feeling a little guilty about his luck.

"I live with this guy - he was at the circus when the accident happened. Felt kinda sorry for me."

He lifts one of his hands to scratch his nose and cants his head her way.

"You okay? You've got this place for food and warmth and stuff, right?"

Re: Activities

[like_quicksilver]

"How're you with making knots?" She could do either task, but it was a matter of finding which part he was better at. "You might do better at holding while I make the planks secure."

Re: Campfire's burning

[like_quicksilver]

"Gyda." She looked back to the fire, adjusting the stick so her hotdog wouldn't burn. In her hand was a bun used to hold onto the sausage when it was done cooking. "Is the marshmellow done?"

Re: Campfire's burning

[herr_bookman]

"Gyda? You're Ragnar's daughter? Nice to meet you," Autor says, taking the marshmallow out of the fire to inspect it. "Yes, I think it's done. Thank you. You're in my patrol. Do you have an opinion on patrol badges?"

Re: Campfire's burning

[like_quicksilver]

"I am." She still wasn't sure what to think on him and the princess. "I like the owl and cat." Both meant something to her, and were nicer options than say the rat or demon bunny.

She pulled the sausage from the fire and set it in the bun. This sort of food was something she was familiar with.

Re: Pitching Camp

[fry_sandhu]

"You have to lie out the canvas and then lie the poles on it." Fry says. "Without walking on it."

Re: Pitching Camp

[fry_sandhu]

"I brought a book." Fry says.

Re: Activities

[is_the_motion]

"Yer welcome."

Bonnie concludes her inspection and smiles.

"I'll leave you to enjoy yer camp."

She's pleased with their work. Possible future patrol seconds if they keep up the activities.

Re: Pitching Camp

[herr_bookman]

"That was a good idea," Autor says, nodding. "You can always read a book. Let me know how you sleep tonight, if you can sleep at all."

Re: Campfire's burning

[herr_bookman]

Autor sets about smushing his marshmallow between his graham cracker and chocolate. "I'll mark you down for owls and cats, then," he says, beaming at her. "Are they special to you in some way?"

Re: Pitching Camp

[fry_sandhu]

"What time should I tell you?"

Re: Pitching Camp

[herr_bookman]

"In the morning, so you have good data," Autor says, folding his arms. "How about eight o'clock?"

Re: Pitching Camp

[fry_sandhu]

"Dad said if I wake up at five I'm not to wake anyone else."

Re: Campfire's burning

[daringyoungman]

"Yeah, it kinda does."

He tilts his head. "You never been to a circus?"

That sucks!

Re: Activities

[daringyoungman]

"I'm good with knots."

Not really a boast, but he knows he' better than most regular kids his age - kids who didn't grow up with their lives depending on knots and ropes and who don't regularly now tie up criminals and escape from various traps.

But- she's clearly not a Gotham middle schooler. So he comes over and crouches next to the planks to hold them. "You tie. It's your raft."

Re: Pitching Camp

[herr_bookman]

"Your dad is probably right to say so," Autor says, shaking his head. "That's what you have your book for, right?"

Re: Campfire's burning

[herr_bookman]

"Nope, sorry," Autor says, shrugging. "I've never been outside my small town, and people generally don't set up circuses there."

Re: Pitching Camp

[fry_sandhu]

"Yes." Fry says. "I hope I don't finish it."

Re: Campfire's burning

[daringyoungman]

"What was your town like?" he asks, honestly curious.

Because he's never been to the sort of town circuses don't go to. Obviously.