08-17-2008, 10:31 PM
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Both the flash of movement in the corner of her eye along with the smell of a fish being waved around in the air drew Nikita’s attention back to Laurel. Once she saw that he had managed to find something to cook up for breakfast (or lunch; she hadn’t really gotten around to checking the actual time of day yet), she wandered back over and took a seat by the crackling campfire. She continue to nibble on the apple she had found until it was nothing but a core. Thinking to be a little bit less of a litterbug — she usually would have just thrown it over her shoulder to some corner of the clearing — she tossed it in the fire. Finding absolutely nothing drifting around in her head to say (or at least not finding the guts to say what she could have said), she simply sat in silence, watching the fish cook over the revitalized fire.
Both the flash of movement in the corner of her eye along with the smell of a fish being waved around in the air drew Nikita’s attention back to Laurel. Once she saw that he had managed to find something to cook up for breakfast (or lunch; she hadn’t really gotten around to checking the actual time of day yet), she wandered back over and took a seat by the crackling campfire. She continue to nibble on the apple she had found until it was nothing but a core. Thinking to be a little bit less of a litterbug — she usually would have just thrown it over her shoulder to some corner of the clearing — she tossed it in the fire. Finding absolutely nothing drifting around in her head to say (or at least not finding the guts to say what she could have said), she simply sat in silence, watching the fish cook over the revitalized fire.