fourth trick

[crowheaded.livejournal.com]

[Ikki appears on the plane with... a campsite, apparently. There's a couple of logs set up to sit on, a campfire... No tent, though. A few sticks have been propped up against the log Ikki is sitting on and a bag of marshmallows sits nearby, though he seems intent on something he's already roasting.]

Man... Looks like it's back to bum-hood for me. No more eight dollars an hour, or wearing A-Ts at work, or being worshipped by hundreds of naked women...

[He spins the stick a little, so that his prey will get cooked evenly.]

I wonder if Spit knew just how fiercely that flame could burn? Clever bastard.

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[crowheaded.livejournal.com]

It's a marshmallow. Sugar and air, basically. Here. [He slides a new marshmallow onto a stick and offers it to her.] Hold it above the flames for a minute or two until it's brown. If you do it right, you get something crispy on the outside and melty on the inside.

[witchmaker.livejournal.com]

Thanks. [ Angela toasts her marshmallow, blows on it, then munches on it. ] Mmmph, it's really sweet.

[ She glances at the bag. ] Are these all you're eating, though?

[crowheaded.livejournal.com]

Yep. Kinda like eating a cloud, except less wet...

[He waves off the question.] I had my fiber already. Slugs, grasshoppers, you know, supplements.