Black Rock, Nevada; Wednesday evening

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

Parker had stopped at the Central Cafe again after this afternoon's lightning storm, and was waiting for the arrival of Isabel, and anyone else who wanted to chase fire around the perimeter of the Camp. Just as long as no one prematurely arson'd the Man again, like last year. Bastards.

[ooc: open to all Burners, with further developments upon the arrival of Zeeeero]