Bonfire Mingle Post || OTA

[sanguinescry]

Around the time the sun is starting to set in the early to mid-evening on Saturday, 11/12 as promised, Lydia will (hopefully with the help of Allison and a couple of others) have set up a bonfire on the beach. She's brought several bags of marshmallows, boxes of graham crackers, bars of chocolate, and s'more skewers so that s'mores can totally be a thing. There's also plenty of blankets and towels spread around, because she wants to be sure everyone is comfortable. Jill has offered to bring the alcohol.

Lydia can be found making her way around, greeting and mingling with anyone who arrives and throughout the night. She'll be doing her best to appear approachable so that anyone who maybe hasn't ever been to a bonfire and has questions will feel comfortable approaching her to do that.

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Leo Valdez 🔥 OTA

[badboysupreme]

This sixteen year old kiddo is relatively new to Itinere. He hasn't really gotten out and about before because he's trying to figure out how this place works all on his own. But the word fire with the word bon in front of it has him out here and kind of excited. Not because of the people, but because of the fire itself. He's wearing cargo pants, boots, a white tee and his tool belt, of course. A pair of darkly tinted goggles sits atop his head.

Leo Valdez: Party Crasher Extraordinaire! Has a nice ring to it, doesn't it? Leo certainly thinks so.

In any case, he mostly hangs out by the fire. As it dies down he brings more wood and makes it more structurally sound so that the position of the wood makes the air flow feed the fire, making the fire bigger and bigger. Occasionally, he puts his palm out to add more fire to the flame until a log catches or something. See? He might be a party crasher but he's helping out! Really!

[protetta]

Is it really party crashing though if the person hosting the party literally invited everyone via the network? She doesn't think so. However, she won't tell him that. Oh who is she kidding, she'll absolutely tell him that if party crashing gets mentioned. Also, she doesn't know that Lydia invited everyone. She's just heard about it second hand. That won't stop her from pretending she heard it first hand.

Sophie is kind of a brat. Blame Cam.

Sophie has spent most of her time dancing in the sand, mingling and occasionally refreshing her drink. She's got no desire to have a hell of a hangover tomorrow. She's breathless from dancing when she sits down next to Leo, taking a long drink of her sweet cocktail. She's wearing a pair of jeans and an oversized sweater (it's her brother's) that keeps sliding off her shoulder.

"Pyro or were you hired to keep the fire going?"

[tryit]

Party crasher, meet party crasher. Then again, Kate had interpreted the bonfire announcement on the network as a free for all kind of invitation. Come one, come all, and let lose for once in a while.

Or, y'know, something like that.

At least she hasn't come empty handed. Aside from bringing her one-eyed dog, she's also brought with her a couple of boxes of pizza. It's in the midst of setting them down near the s'mores that she catches Leo hold his palm out and the fire respond as if it's just been fed. Where she comes from, it's not hard to put two and two together. There's a key member of the Brotherhood of Evil Mutants with that exact ability.

"Cool power," she says, going on the off chance that Leo isn't actually a member of the Brotherhood himself and just another mutant who maybe isn't being as careful as he should be. Then again, they are in Itinere. Normal seems to be a barely conceived notion here half the time. Just to be on the safe side, Kate adds in, "Some of my best friends are mutants."

[seawaves]

What's that saying: one sixteen year old thinks think another? Yes? No? Sure, let's go with that. Because Percy's been here all but a week and the idea of a bonfire settles pretty quickly into his brain as the next exciting thing to do. Which is a huge understatement really since he's seen and done about everything else that's eye catching around here twice already. In some cases more times.

Anyway, he finds his way to the beach shortly after he spots the smoke signal that openly invites all the residents of itinere to the party! Of course, today he happens to be wearing his infamous orange camp shirt, too. So really the consistence of these two things make him feel like he is almost back at camp again. The only thing missing is the ritualistic burning of food in honor of the gods and...

Well, friends.

And either his eyes were playing tricks on him or he was seeing one of them when his green eyes fell on the fire thinking about their absence. Only one way to find out though, right?

"Leo," he calls, not quite in a inquisitive way or with any amount excitement yet. One part of him was sure he was seeing things with how tired he was getting, but the other part was not so sure because it was a very Leo thing to be adding more to the flame.

jill leighton || ota

[sempreadagio]

Jill has offered to bring the booze and she doesn't disappoint. There are several different selections of beers in coolers full of ice. There's several bottles of wine. And of course, liquor and stuff to make mixed drinks with it. She doesn't intend to stand by the booze all night, but of course she'll mix anyone a drink if they want it. She only brought stuff for the basics though: martinis, coke and rum, pina coladas, margaritas and daiquiris. People should be pretty set to make their own drinks too.

Tonight, Jill has dressed for the cooler weather. She's brought the people she told Lydia she would: Lucy, Cam and Hawke. It feels good to have these three with her. Also, it didn't hurt to have extra hands to lug all this stuff out here, even though it took two trips back into town. Really, she owes all three of them.

She'll mingle behind Lucy and Cam for the most part, never very good at talking to people she doesn't know without that buffer there, not out here in the real world. But she will make it a point to go introduce herself to their host, Lydia. She's a Southern girl and that's just called being polite, okay?

[namegenerator]

The idea of a bonfire would've been too cool to pass up even if Cisco didn't have ulterior motives to going. He wants to see these girls that Barry keeps talking about. The girls from "Supermodel University" as Barry calls it. Because, okay, the Flash is cool and Cisco gets that, but he also knows that Barry doesn't share that...and he wants to know what makes Barry so cool that he can catch the eye of "Supermodel University" goers.

Plus, well. Cisco hasn't gotten out much. He's been working on the gauntlets, mostly, in the lab. So he's finished them finally, which will come in handy when it's time to actually fight the good fight again, but in the mean time, he's kind of been wasting away in STAR Labs, not being terribly social, which...you know. Isn't good. There's a new life to be had here and new people to meet.

First things first, though, he tells himself: he needs a drink. Why not? It's there after all. So Cisco makes his way up to the girl who looks like a bohemian princess of hipster cool rather than hipster obnoxious and he smiles. "Hey," he greets. "Is this for everybody or...?" he asks, gesturing toward the array of alcohol, not wanting to presume it's not just specifically there for a group of people she already knows.

adam parrish | ota

[adamparrish]

The most anti-social guy on the planet shows up to a social event. Of course he does. He's wearing jeans and a sweater Ronan had gotten him that probably would have cost more than a month's salary back home. But Ronan had dreamed it up for him and it's comfy and it makes him feel wrapped up in Ronan-ness, so he wears it tonight. To say he isn't here to be social is an understatement. He's here because he doesn't think he'll have to talk about his feelings about Noah if he's here around other people.

So he shoots a text to Gansey and Blue, saying they're going and to meet them there if they want to join. Then he and Ronan and Opal and Chainsaw head out to the beach. Their little strange mixed up family. Adam kind of recognizes some of the people here, but only in passing. Others, he knows, are new.

He'll mostly be with Ronan, hand-in-hand, because just cause he doesn't want to talk about the thing doesn't mean he doesn't want Ronan close. Occasionally, he might be by himself too, although not all that often.

[sanguinescry]

The guy who looks like Jackson immediately catches Lydia's attention and not in a very good way. There are a lot of feelings to be had there, with the way that things ended. She stares more than she's willing to admit, and leaves a wide berth when she mingles with others because, quite frankly, she can tell that it's not her ex — Jackson wouldn't be caught dead holding hands with another guy whether he was gay or not, which she isn't entirely convinced he wasn't, sometimes, with the way he was around Danny — but she doesn't want to travel that path, not here. Not here where she can start over.

Lydia waits until the Jackson lookalike has taken a temporary leave before she approaches the other boy. He doesn't look entirely comfortable being here, but on the other hand, he doesn't look completely uncomfortable either. She's been trying to make her rounds and thank anyone here for coming — except not!Jackson — so this guy is another in a series of greetings, but she approaches with a bag of marshmallows and a skewer, holding them out as something of a peace offering.

"I'm Lydia," she introduces herself. "You look like you could use a s'more," she adds with a little smirk.

marian hawke | ota

[considerdying]

Hawke is here because of Jill. That's pretty much it at the moment, not because she doesn't want to be here, but more because she hasn't yet made that many friends. As usual, she's wearing her armor, so she probably stands out a bit among the Earth people here.

Tonight she's trying out a martini to add to her knowledge of Earth drinks and she'll wander around to see who ends up coming. She even makes a point of finding out who the host is, maybe so she can approach and introduce herself.

Eventually, she starts adding a cooler touch to the whole thing, mostly to see it sparkle. Off to the side, away from the bonfire so she doesn't risk putting it out, she creates temporary walls of ice. They sparkle, okay? Besides, mages don't seem to be as hated and feared here and there aren't any templars. So... why not?

If the fire looks like it's going out, she instructs everyone to stand back before casting fireball on the pile. That'll keep the thing going for another couple of hours at least.

[epeiste]

By the time Porthos makes it around to Marian, well, he's had plenty of wine and is still carrying a bottle with him. Who needs cups when your hand fits so nicely around the neck of the entire bottle? Not Porthos, obviously. He's in a jovial mood, what with the monsters gone and this pleasant fete in full swing and the many bottles having been drunk. Really, he loves wine almost as much as he loves battle.

"Madame Hawke!" He says with a dimpled grin, lifting the bottle in a toast to her before dipping into a deep, well-practiced bow. He raises up again and drinks from the mouth of the bottle. Then he's smiling again.

"Look at us, you and me, without our swords drawn and nary a battle cry to be heard." He boasts. "Seems we survived, eh? And that means, I owe you a drink." He will then offer the bottle to her, because why not? This is exactly how he would act with any other Musketeer. That he does with Hawke means she has earned his respect. They fought side-by-side, after all.

primrose everdeen | ota

[bloomingprimrose]

Prim has been shoring up her defenses all week for this. The sound of it was good and she likes the idea of being social. She just has to prepare. Fire is fire and the last time she was around fire, well... it exploded and nearly killed her. Did kill her in Katniss' version of Panem.

She comes early enough that she sees the sun set so that it's not as much of a shock to her system, and she happily helps set up when asked. Afterwards, she walks around, not with a drink in hand, but with a cat in arms. Buttercup is her safety net, as much as her sister is, and keeps her calm with his purring and soft fur. She's interested in s'mores, even with the extra effort of keeping them away from Buttercup.

All-in-all she's super friendly and looks like she's having a good time, even if she's a bit shy at first. Later on, she can be found approaching people to make sure they're enjoying the bonfire party.

[thefeckingmega]

Gracie told Dani about this shindig. And of course, Dani invited Peter. Basically, she's happy to be here. Dani likes most people even if most people don't like her. To be fair though, she can admittedly be a bit much. Dani is a sidhe-seer, you see. Her ability is speedster, among other things. It seems natural then that she should live live full speed, out loud, 110% all day every day. And why shouldn't she? She's feckin' awesome!

She's never been to a bonfire either, not for fun anyway. She's stood around a trashcan with fire lit in it to keep warm plenty of times. But this? This is something else entirely. There's no end of the world, life or death shenanigans happening, at least not at the moment.

She sniffs the air, smelling something different and spots the girl with the cat. She things 'OMG CAT!!!' and in the blink of an eye she's standing in front of Prim, looking excitedly at said cat and wondering if she can reach out to pet it. "Ohhh he's so feckin' fluffy! What's his name? Or is it a her? Is it a girl cat? What's her name? Can I pet her?"

duke crocker | ota

[troubledrogue]

A bonfire is a great idea. It had been announced the day he got here. Since then he's laid low and learned what he could about this place. He's tried to open that big blue door that brought him here on numerous occasions. But then, today, his boat showed up. Sitting over at the docks not far from here is a large fishing boat called the Cape Rouge. How did his entire boat get here? Just as it was back in Haven without even a spec of dust out of place? Good question.

Duke is a social person by nature. He needs to meet some of the people here so he doesn't feel so... alone. Really, Duke and being alone don't mix well. He's less likely to end up in trouble if he's around people... maybe.

So he shows up to the bonfire with a case of old and expensive wine to add to the collection. He sets the box by the other alcoholic offerings so that people can help themselves. Then he grabs a beer and sets to socializing. His smile is roguish but welcoming. His eyes assessing but kind. Yeah, he can do this. Being sent into an entirely different world? Sure. Okay. Eventually Audrey and Nathan will figure out a way to bring him back to Haven. In the meantime, there are lots of pretty women here. That's Duke, looking at the bright side.

[alwaysaudrey]

Insomnia is something Audrey is pretty familiar with. Even with Nathan lying asleep beside her, sleep is elusive. She grabs Nathan's shirt off the floor and buttons it up then heads down the stairs to the Gull. She'll make a cup of tea there so that she doesn't wake Nathan up and if she's lucky, Duke will still be awake.

Maybe she'll make the cup of tea a glass of wine...

But somewhere between her apartment above the Gull and the Gull, Audrey ends up in a small seaside town that could be Haven with the exception of a few high rise buildings. The beach is sandy instead of rocky and she wanders along the beach toward a bonfire. If she's going to get answers about what the hell is going on here, it'll be there. Maybe this is a Haven moment.

In fact, it's probably a Haven moment.

As she gets closer to the people, she remembers she's got on Nathan's shirt and it's a little chilly. Also, she's got on Nathan's shirt and it stops about mid thigh. Not the ideal attire for a bonfire. As she meanders through the crowd, she begins to realize that she doesn't know anyone here and that's all the weirder. During her Haven moments, the people rarely change. Relief washes over her when she sees Duke. He looks like normal Duke. He's not wearing a santa suit for one thing. That's a good thing. She watches him for a few minutes before she approaches him.

"So....this isn't a Haven moment, is it?" She can always tell and right now....not so much with the telling.

porthos du vallon | ota

[epeiste]

If there's anything a Musketeer loves when he isn't in battle, it's a good fete around a warm hearth, even if said hearth is outdoors. Truthfully, Porthos prefers this. The outdoors, where there are very few buildings, where there's nothing but nature and fire and camaraderie amongst friends, he could almost imagine he was back in Paris in his time with his people - and he likes that.

After telling Aramis that he's going, he arrives on horseback in full Musketeer garb, of course. He's tried the more modern clothing the others wear before, and he isn't quite to that point where he can abandon what is normal to him just yet. He's comfortable in his leathers despite how heavy they are.

Porthos will remain by the booze for the most part. He loves wine. He'll drink and drink, regaling heroic tales of his exploits with his regiment to anyone who will listen. He's lively and loud, but also good-natured, just having a good time in spite of the unfamiliarity of their circumstances.

[dorkify]

Gracie shows up to the bonfire wearing a pair of ripped jeans and a hoodie. Her hair is loose and blowing around her face. She's got her hands tucked into the pouch on her hoodie was she approaches Porthos, waving hello.

"Hey, how's it going?"

Cam Scordato || OTA

[respinto]

With Sophie's arrival came a new appreciation for this place. Maybe Jill had been right. Maybe if he just wanted something bad enough, it would happen for him. Sophie feels like proof of the theory, so Cam comes to the bonfire in good spirits. He has everything he could ever want here, now, and Cam doesn't want much. All he really wants is friends, food, fun, and his baby sister. So far, he likes to think he's doing decently well with all of the former and with Sophie's arrival, the latter has completed it. He's just glad that now he can really enjoy Itinere without worrying so much about his sister.

As much as he'd like to be clingy with her because he missed her so much, Cam has to remind himself that Sophie is an adult now and she doesn't need him as much as she used to. She'd do better with some independence. So he lets her go off and do whatever it is she feels like doing and maybe he's side-eyeing any guys she might talk to or who might approach her, just in case, but he doesn't act for now. For now, he's just enjoying the liquor and a bonfire because he's never been to one before. Being landlocked does have its disadvantages and while Greenwich was near a beach, it wasn't really the kind of city where bonfires happened. Country clubs ruled. Bonfires would've gotten the cops called, to be sure.

[adamparrish]

Equally standing near the bonfire is this sepia photograph of a boy. His skin is tanned, his sandy blonde hair is the effortless kind of mess that most boys try hard to achieve these days, only Adam's is natural. Only his eyes are a pop of blue color in the light of the fire. Ronan has gone off to get them some beer while Adam stays near the fire. He looks at the boy across the way while the boy looks at...

Adam's gaze follows that line of sight to where another group is. Who in that group is the boy eyeing? Adam can't tell what kind of look that is, but it's intense. It's almost the way Adam watches Ronan across a room except, not quite. Maybe it isn't romantic. But it's something.

"Looking for someone?" Adam asks, knowing full well that he could switch out 'for' for 'at', but the alternative seems a little too intrusive.

OTA

[itinerenpc]

This kindly looking man is at the bonfire dressed in a purple and blue suit and tie. He walks with a cane and wears wire-framed spectacles. The handle of the cane is a golden serpent of some sort. He sits quietly by the fire on a tree stump that is just the right height for a chair and wasn't there before he arrived on scene.

As he sits he builds s'mores, holding the marshmallows over the fire on a skewer and then putting the treats together before resting a completed one in the palm of his hand only for the smore to shimmer and disappear. He alternates between doing this and making one for himself and eating it. He hums a tune as he makes the s'mores.

[stillplaying]

Most of the people at the gathering are young. There's a range of ages, yes, but still young. Young enough that the man sitting on a tree stump stands out to Katniss. She can't recall if she's seen him around Itinere before. Maybe? But the answer could just as easily be maybe not. He's unfamiliar and he doesn't seem to fit in. Not that Katniss feels as if she fits in but at least she's trying. Even mingling.

At some point in the evening, she starts to watch him. She gets distracted now and then, talking to others here or deciding that there might be something (food) more worthy of her interest. But eventually her attention turns back to the strange old man, especially when she catches one of the s'mores disappear. The action startles her and she scowls at herself before returning to her vigilant scrutiny.

Trust is something that doesn't come easy.

Laura Hale || OTA

[ohhhaleno]

Admittedly, since Derek's arrival — however anti-social he's been so far, the big dope — Laura's been feeling good about this place. This is their chance to start over again and this time, there's no draw to Beacon Hills to call either of them back into danger. They can be a pack, they can be family. Most importantly, they can be safe.

She's not even sure Derek's going to come, but she's told him that she's going to this bonfire thing. Maybe she'll see that Allison girl or Lucy or Hawke. They all seemed nice. Laura's not willing to squander her second chance at life by holing herself up in their loft and feeling sorry for herself or chastising herself for trusting someone she should've been able to trust. Instead, she's going to live. If there are people having fun at a bonfire, however much Laura hates fire, now, she's going to be there.

Unlike her brother, Laura still has some ability to trust. She genuinely loves people. She doesn't know all the terrible things he's been through in her wake, because he hasn't opened up about them yet, but she knows that she's the one who died and still somehow managed to be a lot less broken for it. Laura intends to keep living and to keep learning and she's determined to get Derek there beside her eventually. It might take a while, but she'll get there. In the mean time, she'll be largely ignoring the liquor in favor of snacks and making conversation with anyone who might approach. Hell, even with people that are walking past who don't look like they're on a mission to find another specific person to talk to. Laura is the social butterfly to her brother's Grinch and anyone who knows them both or gets to know them both might even wonder how they're related at all.

[alwaysaudrey]

Once Duke has gotten Audrey a pair of pants (his, held up by a belt and rolled several times at the ankle), she decides to do some mingling. She's still wearing Nathan's shirt, but she's more decently dressed than she had been when she'd arrived. It's still a little chilly without shoes, but that's what the bonfire is for. She looks over when Laura steps up beside the fire and smiles.

"You look like you're enjoying the party."

katniss everdeen | ota

[stillplaying]

Even with the effort she's been making to branch out more, meet more people and be friendly for once instead of scowly, parties still aren't something she's entirely comfortable with. They make her think of the parties she had been forced to attend during the Victory Tour - even if those were far more formal and stiff than the bonfire tonight. Thoughts of the Capitol and the Hunger Games always tie back to thoughts of Peeta and the stab of guilt she feels for abandoning him in Panem even though he's better off without her.

But any guilt is easily forgotten whenever she sees her sister enjoying herself. Unsurprising to anyone who knows the Everdeen girls, both spend a lot of time around the other. And, like Prim, Katniss tends to be extremely wary of the flames. Burns are the worst kind of pain and the lose-knit, oversized grey sweater exposes the burn scars that are proof of that statement whenever Katniss forgets to tug it back up her shoulder. Though she'll roast marshmallows, a safe distance is still kept between herself and the flames. Katniss' days as the Girl on Fire are long behind her.

When not with Prim, or with Matt, she tends to wander towards the edge of the ocean. Even after a year and a half of living here, it still amazes Katniss just how vast the water seems. She holds her drink (some fruity alcohol concoction that she had tried out of curiosity) in both hands as she stares out into the night - enjoying listening to the sounds behind her more so than participating.

[mightbeconcussed]

Effort to branch out more is a good thing and Lucy is very happy to see Katniss here. She's also rather tipsy. She waves as she approaches, bumping Katniss's shoulder with her own. "You need a drink."

Lucy thinks everyone needs a drink.

blue sargent | ota

[makeslouder]

Even without Adam's text to inform them that he and Ronan are at the bonfire, Blue had had every intention of dragging Gansey away from his desk in Monmouth. The last time they had attended a party together, it had been at Henry's and Blue had been dreading a party full of Raven Boys. She had been the only girl but it had turned out to be more fun than she would have imagined. Neither of them are familiar with the people throwing this party but that's okay; what's the worse that can happen?

(Especially since the worse has already happen, in the form of losing Noah.)

Blue's hair sticks out every which way thanks to the clips and hairbands that adorn her head. She wears ripped and paint-splattered cut-off jeans with her sandals, and a tie-dyed tee. Everything about her dress and manner tonight is comfortable. The past month has, for lack of any better description, sucked hard. It's nice to be with her boyfriend at a party again and this time, to have all her friends there as well. (At least all the friends she has here).

She's more than open to socializing, especially as she continues to sip at her beer. Turns out the taste isn't that bad after all.

[spheksophobia]

Gansey had no intentions of going to the bonfire until Adam texted them. Of course, Blue hadn't made her intentions clear yet so he probably would have ended up at the party regardless.

Gansey is wearing khakis, a cashmere sweater and his boat shoes. What did you expect him to wear? One must dress appropriately for a social outing. He's pleased to be there with Blue and he's glad that Ronan and Adam are close by. It's good to see everyone together.

While Blue gets a glass of beer, Gansey commandeers a glass of wine. "I have to admit, this isn't terrible though I fear we'll be tracking sand into the house for days."

kate bishop | ota

[tryit]

Now this is the kind of life that Kate had imagined when she hit the road to California. Good food, good company, good drink. A roaring bonfire on the beach and the sound of waves lapping on the shore. So she hadn't exactly been in L.A. long enough to experience any of that. Most of what she had experienced was an awkward encounter gone extremely wrong with Madam Masque and being cut off from any of her dad's credit cards (not that she needs them, thank you very much, but...).

This is the good life, clearly. Wandering around a bonfire on the beach with Lucky and making sure the dog doesn't eat too much pizza during the night. God knows Clint's not going to bother to clean up a mess, even if it is in his apartment. On second thought, given the dog's fondness for the stuff, maybe pizza wasn't the right thing to bring with her tonight. But Kate had been taught at an early age not to show up to any kind of social event empty handed.

Besides, this is so much better than any of those events she had been dragged to as a kid.

[bitunlikely]

It turns out that two hearts isn't the only thing that she inherited from her father; the concept of actually wearing something other than the clothe's you're either born or regenerated in is just as foreign to Jenny as it is to her father. Her hair is pulled up in a ponytail and she wears the same military green shirt, dark tight pants, and black boots she's worn her whole life. Is she supposed to dress differently for bonfires? Or any event for that matter?

Not that Jenny has any previous experience with bonfires. Or parties. Or all that much experience with beaches and oceans either. Like every day since she found herself in Itinere, she's like a kid in a candy store. Everyone she meets is genuinely greeted with the same friendly enthusiasm. There isn't a single food that she won't try. And why not? She might have been born with an instant metal download of all strategy and military protocols but when it comes to the rest of the world, she's experiencing all of it for the first time.

[dorkify]

The blonde is hard to miss as she looks like Military Barbie. That's not a bad thing. Gracie had loved barbies as a little girl. She's doing the mingling thing and she doesn't know the blonde so she goes up to her with a smile. Gracie is dressed in a pair of ripped jeans, converse and a green hoodie. She's got her hair down and it's curly crazy tonight with the wind and the ocean.

"This is pretty cool, isn't it?" She's got a can of soda in her hand because alcohol isn't really her thing.

Peter Parker | OTA

[oneguyinaunitard]

Peter would probably be here regardless because it's his first bonfire. There's no real place to have a bonfire in New York City, unless you count one of the trash cans and this is definitely not a trash can fire. He does happen to be meeting Dani here though. He's dressed in a pair of jeans and a sweatshirt, tennis shoes on his feet. He goes ahead and grabs a drink then sets about mingling, all the while keeping an eye out for Dani.

When he figures out s'mores, he's going to spend a good deal of time by the bonfire roasting marshmallows and making s'mores. He might also try to get a game of hacky sack started (because of course he knows how to play hacky sack). Drun isn't a thing that he'll end up simply because he's not sure he can get drunk anymore. His metabolism is too fast, but that won't stop him from sipping beer.

[thefeckingmega]

Dani is already there. She's the girl in jeans a tee and tennis shoes along with her long black leather coat standing by the fire and shoveling marshmallows into her mouth. Really. She's trying to see exactly how many marshmallows she can fit into her mouth. And trust her, so far it's a lot. It doesn't even occur to her to be embarrassed by this when she sees Peter and waves at him. She yells something muffled and inaudible that is probably 'Peter', then she grabs another jumbo sized marshmallow and continues.

This is eight. She holds up eight fingers to Peter and looks at him excitedly. Give her a second and her mind will catch up and tell her she should be embarrassed.

Gracie | OTA

[dorkify]

Gracie has been looking forward to the bonfire since Lydia mentioned it. She's been to a bonfire before, but not here and not recently, also never at a beach. She goes ahead and takes Lydia's advice, dressing in something comfortable. That happens to be a pair of ripped jeans and a green hoodie. She leaves her hair down.

Most of her time, she'll be by the fire. There's plenty of marshmallow roasting to do, but she'll also dance and mingle. She knows a few people here, but the monsters had arrived so recently after her that she hadn't gotten out as much as she would have liked to. She isn't likely to drink much simply because it's not her thing. She fully intends on having fun and meeting people.

Venus VanDam (OTA)

[venusvandam]

There is something about a fire - and a bonfire like this most especially - that just settles this soul. That's Venus's thought, anyway. She is dressed in a sweater (though it's low-cut because she's Venus) and some comfy pants and she has found herself a nice place close to the fire to watch it flicker and sizzle, a blanket around her shoulders when she gets a bit chilled. She'll sit next to Derek and say hello to those she knows. She's also very accessible, happy to chat with whoever and eat more than a few of those s'mores. S'mores are proof that God exists, if you ask her.

Claire Temple | OTA

[clairetemple_rn]

Claire is new to the community, so she's trying to attempt to be social. It seems like everyone has their own little circles. Reminds her of New York. Hopefully, there will be one or two people, besides Matt, who will be a friendly person to talk to and hang out with.

[bloomingprimrose]

Eventually, Prim will find Claire. She wasn't sure if Claire would be here and she's still getting to know the other woman, but this sort of party is the perfect time to do it, especially since Katniss seems to approve already. That so rarely happens. Prim wants to make the most of it.

"Hi," she says with a hesitant smile as she walks up with her armload of cat. "Having fun?"

Alexander Hamilton - OTA

[onemanhurricane]

This town never ceases to dazzle Alexander with its strangeness. The feeling reminds him of when he first arrived in the colonies. Everything was so foreign, so new. The sights and smells so different and the people unlike anyone he's ever known. It's a nostalgic feeling of when he started with nothing, and now look at what he has experienced. He looks around at where he is now and thinks of Eliza. She would have loved being here. Next time, he thinks, he should bring her with him.

Alexander wanders the bonfire with a glass of wine in hand, his black coat buttoned up over his white frilled shirt and vest. He has his nicer boots on and his glasses are perched on his nose. He's happy to talk to anyone for as long as they can stand him. Periodically, he glances over to the smores materials. Sugar and chocolate are luxuries to him, and he's sorely tempted to indulge.

[sanguinescry]

It's kind of hard not to notice the guy. His attire, like the Musketeers, sticks out like a sore thumb, but Lydia finds that to be sort of endearing. The fact that they're willing to assimilate, but not compromise who they are in order to do it. Something as simple as keeping out of date clothing shows a sort of fortitude Lydia hadn't ever had until recently and even now, she'd be more likely to revert to following local trends and tendencies than to remain her individual self, damn the consequences. Case in point: she doesn't tell anyone about the banshee. That's Lydia's secret.

While making her rounds, Lydia approaches the man and offers him a smile. "Hello," she greets. "I'm, like, loving that look," she says with warm honesty as she gestures toward the frills and coat.

Lydia holds out a hand to shake. "I'm Lydia, thank you for coming. Glad you could make it."

Sirius Black | OTA

[yessiriusly]

Being a parent is hard. Being a parent while also being a remarkably immature idiot yourself is even harder, but Sirius is never one to say no to a challenge.

He's had to clean up his act much faster than he'd like now that he has Bo to look after, but in the end, it's worth it. He loves her to death and he wouldn't trade her for anything in the world, and she wants to go to the bonfire. So, they go to the bonfire. She wants to explore the bonfire, so he lets her explore the bonfire, and he makes sure that he nurses his second beer instead of inhaling it. Best of all, Sirius allows himself to sit down for once instead of following her around like - well, like an overprotective mother hen. These are good people, from what he's been able to gather since his arrival. It's a good opportunity to let her feel like she has some sort of freedom away from him while also making sure that she doesn't go too far.

It's not like this is the most dangerous situation that she's been in, though, not with the way she's managed to drag together every damn super powered person in this place and force them under one roof. Sirius is no hero, let alone a super hero... he's no Flash, or Spiderman (honestly, out of all the names someone could pick, these blokes really pulled the short straw) but he also isn't willing to let her be a part of that super secret friend club without him. So, apparently, Sirius is a part of a superhuman team now. And to think he just wanted to rot on the damn beach drinking alcohol from a coconut shell and chatting up beautiful people for the rest of his life. How silly of him.

So maybe he needs this. It's been a while since he's allowed himself to socialize and at his core, Sirius is quite the social being. He doesn't concentrate on himself enough anymore and he's realizing just now, as he looks around, that he hasn't managed to really speak to anyone about anything other than keeping Bo safe. Merlin, Prongs would laugh his arse off if he could see what Black had become. "Alright, old boy," he mumbles to himself as he works himself back up to his feet, partially to force himself to socialize and partially to get himself another drink. The 'nursing' thing didn't work. "Get moving, nobody is going to give a damn if you sit on your arse all night without even saying hello."

Derek Hale | OTA

[hale_wolf]

If it looks like Derek would rather be anywhere than here, it's because...that's pretty much what's going on. He has to admit, this whole thing isn't as awful of an idea that he thought it would be, but it's still too much socializing for his liking.

He's trying to be good, though. Laura had been excited to have her brother join him, and he had promised that he would try this out, so here he is. Mostly keeping to himself, sure, but hey. He's here and that has to count for something, right?

For the most part, he spends his time lurking in the shadows walking along the beach whenever he's not with Laura, and observing people. What? It's all part of his people watching needs, considering he's still new in town and it's almost as if he's trying to figure if anyone here is a threat. Because, as perfect as this place is, Derek is still a paranoid bastard; he's not ready to let his guard down just yet.

[veryimportantlittlegirl]

Sirius is getting better about the hovering. First, at the fall festival, and now here at the bonfire. She's not a little kid anymore. Bo isn't the ten year old girl uncertain and not in control of her powers that she was in Apocalypse Vegas where they met. She's almost a teenager and while she understands his interest in keeping her close — they've lost too many of their friends and people they considered family to circumstance and other pocket universes a plenty — she still wants to spread her wings a little.

There's a lot of people drinking and Bo decides it's better just to leave that alone. Sirius would probably kill her if she managed to get her hands on something like that, anyway, so it's not really worth it. But there's s'mores and there's so many people in happy moods; that rubs off on Bo. She feels what the people around her feel. Back in the other pocket universes, that was always so overwhelmingly sad or scared or angry, but here? Here, it's good. People like it here. People feel safe.

She's just finished a s'more and she's sucking marshmallow off her fingers when she sees a familiar face in the crowd. Not just any familiar face. Lydia's face is familiar. Allison's is. Laura's — even if she's not the right one — Cisco and Barry, and Steve and Natasha, Matt...these are all faces with which Bo is familiar, either from here now or from before in some place or another. But none of them carry the same weight. It doesn't occur to her to consider the fact that, like a couple of others, he isn't the one she knows. It doesn't occur to her to approach slowly or consider that she can actually feel how paranoid he feels — that stopped working on her Derek back home a long time ago; she got too close and, like Sirius, he became too familiar to read — she just knows that he's Derek and every Derek she's met so far has been good and safe and the one she misses the most might as well have been another dad to her. She spent the night in the apartment with the Mikas a million times. He invited she and Sirius to Loro Parque to play with the dolphins.

She's so excited to see that particular face that Bo doesn't give it a second thought before she takes off running, huge grin on her face and ponytail bobbing in her wake as she launches herself at him, calling out his name at the last second before colliding with him and squeezing her arms around his waist, face pressed against his stomach. Sirius will finally be happy and if Derek is here, then Mika is too, somewhere. "You're always late, we didn't think you were coming at all this time," she says, lifting her head to beam happily up at him.