Owner	Pose
Tyler Grant	Night has fallen. The sky is clear and the stars are out. Even the heat has broken, leaving it pretty comfortable. Tyler's at one of the campsites. There, there's a few chairs set out for people to sit in, a few electric lanterns and a small fire going. Tyler's in one of the chairs with a large cooler and a bunch of bags, what might be additional chairs, sleeping bags or the stuff to set up a tent, nearby.
Erika Kristasdottir	Erika Kristasdottir is being kind of task focused, by making some food. Some potatoes are involved, and she's getting stuff ready for making some hamburgers. A good time to not have to think about all the various stuff that is still of course buzzing around in her head. Buzz buzz. Buzz buzz. She sighs, "Okay, that should be ready after awhile. I think. I haven't done this before and I didn't grab a souvenir for it."
Tyler Grant	"Whatever you're doing over there, it smells good to me," Tyler says to Erika with a little chuckle as he tucks his phone away in his pocket. "I think the food is going to come out okay." With a little chuckle he asks, "You want a hand with that, by the way? I'm just sitting here on my ass watching videos on my phone."
Erika Kristasdottir	Erika Kristasdottir sighs and thinks. "If you want. I was just trying to be busy. I'm not sure which unsettling thing I am trying to get off of my mind." She arranges condiments and looks at the tents. She looks over, "There's no floor in mine, right? Because otherwise it is going to suck." She looks around the site for grass patches.
Tyler Grant	"I'll let you do your thing, then," Tyler says about the cooking. "If you need to distract yourself I'm not going to get in the way." Looking at the tents himself Tyler says, "Yeah, I'm pretty sure we can set the one up without a floor. Just pick a nice spot and we'll get it ready for you. I think I'm just going to sleep under the stars, myself."
Erika Kristasdottir	Erika Kristasdottir rolls her eyes just a little bit. "Lucky you." She hmphs and glares at the fire a little. Jealous. She starts sticking burgers on buns on plates, then stares at a plate a little bit. She hrms, "Did I imagine a sword fight on the lawn the other day?" She frowns some. "Because like... I don't know what I should be doing now."
Tyler Grant	"If you visit a nudist colony you can sleep under the stars if you want," Tyler replies to his friend with a little smile. "I wish you could, though. I hope some day we figure out how you can do it." The kid moves to grab himself a plate with a burger on it. "A sword fight on the lawn? If there was one I missed it," Tyler says with a frown. He'd like to have seen something like that. "What do you mean? Is there something you want to do now?"