#e: bonfire

[phoenix-castillo]

“Wow,” Phoenix breathed as she crested the hill and saw the lights decorating the shelter on the bluff. She had heard about this shindig from a couple of sources and was planning on meeting up with some friends. She had arrived fairly early, but it didn’t really feel like that with a deep chill already setting in and the sun already being down--it was the shortest day of the year. However, once she reached the party, she instantly felt warmer. Wow, the bonfire sure was doing a good job.

After grabbing a nice cup of hot chocolate, Phoenix started making her rounds to see who was there. Soon, she wandered over towards the fire. Seeing a spot open on a log, she asked the person sitting next to the spot, “Hey, do you mind if I sit here and share the warmth of the fire? Also, have you seen any marshmallows around? What’s the point of a bonfire without s’mores?”

[tatianawitchdoctor]

[the-trickster-lioness]

Katie chose to deck herself out far more casually, not having a date or even a romantic and/or sexual partner at the moments she's far more relaxed and isn't looking for much right now. She's dressed for warmth, and even to not be noticed, hiding under her hat and carrying around a flask of calming potion. Everyone probably thinks it's alcohol, and that Katie's sour mood for the past weeks have passed, but it has not it's one of the few things that is keeping her sane at the moment.

[the-trickster-lioness]

[Bonfire]

Katie swirled the flask in her hand, hanging around the edges of the party. The loud noises, the laughter, it put her on edge. Dark circle under her eyes from lack of sleep, and though the remains of her abuse had healed thanks to deft spell-work and the annoyance of the Slytherin, there were still phantom pains. So she hung back, still a little unwilling to throw herself back into that party life she’d always thrust herself into since she was fourteen and allowed to drink at the Gryffindor parties. So when someone grabbed her wrist she couldn’t help the tiny cry of distress and surprise, jumpy still at physical touch that she couldn’t see coming. “Fuck, you scared the shit out of me.” she let out the tinest of sighs, closing her hands in relief that someone wasn’t trying to hurt her. 

[tatianawitchdoctor]

Plane of Power || T x E

She could feel it in the air.

And as she approached the site of the bonfire, she could feel it in the heat that emanated in waves around it. There was an imbalance of power tonight; a shift in the plane of magic that she normally felt in town. And the root of the imbalance was here. Among them. 

So focus was she on the feeling, that she jerked back reflexively when another of the people in attendance bumped into her suddenly.

@evelyn-d

[slayerbarbie]

      Everything was going as planned -- not that she expected any less. After all, she’d single-handedly planned the bonfire, hadn’t she? Still, the smile she adorned didn’t quite reach her crystal hues. This was supposed to make her feel better; this was supposed to throw her back into the natural orbit of her life, yet her laughs felt forced and her thoughts seemed elsewhere. The red solo cup dangling from manicured fingers was light -- too light. A sigh escapes parted lips, feet treading lightly  on the forest floor as she sets off in search of a refill.       However, she never reaches the keg. Instead, she finds something much better: a leather clad mystery man with unfamiliar, though strikingly handsome, features. Unfamiliar faces weren’t something Caroline was accustomed to. Having been born and raised in Mystic Falls, Caroline knew almost everyone within the county limits; unfamiliar faces meant she wasn’t living up to her reputation as welcoming committee extraordinaire. Could this be the brother Stefan Salvatore briefly mentioned? Only one way to find out.

      “Little old to be at a high school bonfire, aren’t you?”

[slayerbarbie]

     “ ---- Cheers. Is this the funnest or what?”

[colby-cyr-blog]

“Woo! It’s bonfire time!” Colby said bouncing up and down. “Hey, I have some of my notes with me. Wanna burn them?”