[Action - Campfire Post I] [Locked to people in Terra]

[nomerevessel.livejournal.com]

[Night has fallen and a small fire flickers in the dark, the only bright thing in a landscape that's utterly black. Terra has no moon and if there are stars, one cannot tell since the sky is shrouded by clouds. Mikoto is sitting cross-legged by the fire, her hands tucked in her lap.

This is a great place to camp, right? It totally is. Let's toast some muffins and have a chat.]

[ooc: Here is your first weekly campfire post! It's completely optional: your character can be tucked up in bed if you like, but this is a good chance to have some interaction that doesn't involve being attacked by dragons. Mikoto is available if you want to ask questions, but please feel free to threadjack and create as many subthreads as you like.]

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[melodiesoflute.livejournal.com]

[While it proved to be a sleepless night, Edward hoped his comrades would fare better than he. Idly plucking the strings of his lyre, the bard played a soothing tune (http://www.heavenlyharpist.com/mp3/Serenity/08AngelsTouch.mp3) that would hopefully lull his tired companions to sleep. They needed their rest for what tomorrow brings, but most of all they needed to rest for the sake of their mind and bodies. Their plight against the Silver Dragons left them all feeling a tad fatigue, more so than others.]

[morehatthanmage.livejournal.com]

[Vivi had been struggling to stay awake and vigilant in case more monsters attacked. He didn't feel safe sleeping, not when there were so many things to have nightmares about in this world. And he felt like a liability sleeping when someone else had to take guard duty.

But he was small and young and it had been an exhausting day. He'd been fighting his hardest not to sleep and just about succeeding but once the music started he slowly began to drift off, curling up tighter and tighter against the evening chill until he toppled to one side gracelessly, asleep.]

[melodiesoflute.livejournal.com]

[Edward chuckled lightly once the mage fell over. He had to admit, he was glad to see the other slumber after such a tiring day. His comrades were trying their best to forsake sleep, not at all realizing how important rest truly is.]

Sleep well, little one.

[dewdrop-pebbles.livejournal.com]

[Mjrn is indeed exhausted, one of the downsides of being on the front lines of battle. She not at all resent her role, but her body aches and she knew rest is needed. As Edward begins to play, she settles nearby and stretches out, turning her face toward him. The music is a soothing balm to her frayed nerves and she seems to relax while listening to his music, though her eyes to not yet close.]