Cabin-Warming

[callmemajor]

There's a small cabin a little ways up the mountain behind Milliways. It's cozy-looking and inviting, smoke streaming softly from the chimney. It's well-lit and welcoming on a cold, snowy night.

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[lichvell-r.livejournal.com]

That makes her blink. "And what sort of party it is?" In her understanding, parties usually mean a lot of people.

[callmemajor]

"The casual kind," Lorne says, shrugging. "Jack and I aren't exactly hugely popular, so I don't expect it to get huge, y'know?"

[lichvell-r.livejournal.com]

"Popular." Ravin shakes head. "People worry about that too much. Like they need to exclude some people to feel better. They need to make some people 'wrong'."

[callmemajor]

Lorne shrugs again. "I don't worry about it. I've got friends enough."

[lichvell-r.livejournal.com]

"If you don't mind a half-human sorceress, you can have one more." The offer is sincere, the 'odd ones' need to stick together.

[callmemajor]

Lorne laughs. "I don't mind at all," he says.

[lichvell-r.livejournal.com]

That gets him more of a smile, and also a brief, spontaneous hug. "Good, thank you."

Ravin glances around the place. "I like this... simple... practical."

[callmemajor]

Lorne smiles bemusedly at the hug.

"Thank you. We built it ourselves. Simple and practical is exactly what we were going for."

[lichvell-r.livejournal.com]

Don't mind her, Ravin is just... strange. "And quiet. I think it would be very quiet here away from people."

"I like quiet. It is good for me and my studying."