THE DENNY'S MEME

[anonasu]

It's late. Like, 3 AM late. You're hungry as fuck, but nothing is open.





Except Denny's.

RULES

1. Post to the meme.
2. Find somebody to eat with. Figure out why the hell you'd do this to yourself.
3. How the hell is a skillet "extreme"? Whatever, just get some damn pancakes.

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Flynn Carsen | The Librarians | OTA

[becausemagic]

[story_and_teller]

If one were to judge by the look of deep contemplation on Loki's face, it is, just possible, that Flynn might come to regret offering to get trickster something to eat.

[becausemagic]

Indeed, the creeping sense of a misstep is settling in. He figured he owed her at least a meal, but perhaps he should have put parameters on the offer. Gods and fae and mages, always picking on the loopholes. He should have learned by now, but his mouth just runs away with him.

He sits back and sighs, and gives her a rueful smile, resigning himself to whatever comes.

"Go on. I said anything. Go for it."

[story_and_teller]

"Oh, thank you," Loki replies, grinning bright and broad, and, when the waitress comes, she orders a positively obscene quantity of bacon and pancakes.

[becausemagic]

Flynn tries not to wince, and just about manages it. He gets coffee for himself as well, and sits back, attempting to find a comfy spot on the seat.

"So does magic burn lots of calories, or is it the frantic running away from almost certain death?"

[story_and_teller]

"Both," Loki replies, shrugging a little. "And my body is roughly three times as dense as a human's, with a metabolism to match."

ooc

[ihaveabook]

[ohhaithar, imagine seeing you here :3]

Whoopwhoop! \o/

[becausemagic]

[Flynn looks up from his plate long enough to raise an eyebrow and sigh.]

"And I thought -" [he mutters between mouthfuls] "- tonight couldn't get any worse."

[He waves a hand at the seat opposite him, and wipes his mouth with a napkin.]

"What?"

*steals you as my Flynn 9ever tbh*

[ihaveabook]

Well, hello to you too, mate. [He says sarcastically, as is his usual state of speech.] What’s so terrible now? [And he’s sitting down across from Flynn without so much as an invitation because he’s Ezekiel freaking Jones, excuse you, he needs no invitation.]

>_> Fair. I kinda made this account because I saw your AMA and wanted to give you castmates :D

[becausemagic]

Aside from the obvious?

[Flynn can barely qualify that as a mutter, especially paired with the exasperated look he gives Ezekiel, but he moves on quickly enough that he will definitely pretend it wasn't meant to be heard.]

Just a little death cult trying to summon demons, nothing to worry about.

[He pats his satchel on the seat beside him.]

They won't get very far without their grimoires.

[He glances out of the window warily.]

Although they do kind of want them back. If you see anybody in black hooded robes, let me know. And why are you in town?

Aww that's sweet! <3

[ihaveabook]

[If he heard the mutter, Ezekiel doesn't respond to it. He just arches both eyebrows in the older man's direction.] And you decided stopping at Denny's was the best way to make sure they don't get their dusty old books back in hand, then?

[He shrugs a bit at the question.] Heard some rumblings about a lead on the Cintamani stone that seemed like something to check into.

^_^

[becausemagic]

I was hungry. It's been a long day.

[Flynn shrugs. Death cults are so run of the mill these days. And where there's a door, there's a way. He's not worried.]

The Cintamani stone? [He perks up. Now, that's more interesting than a poxy little posse of poorly prepared posers.] We have a handful of the Mani jewels in the Library already, but we've never managed to get a firm location of the Cintamani stone. What have you got?

[ihaveabook]

Fair enough. [He shrugs. He can't exactly say he'd have done it any different.]

It's not much, but-- [He pulls up a set of texts on his phone.] This bloke I know's brother's girlfriend's uncle owns one of those little oddities shops and he was showing me this new jewel that came through the store. [There's even a picture in the conversation and it does look awfully close... He pockets his phone once he gets it back from Flynn.] Could just as easily be fake, but I figured I'd check into it anyway.

[becausemagic]

It's in a shop? That's... not good. If that does turn out to be the real thing it won't be long before it starts causing trouble. This is what the saying "be careful what you wish for" was invented for.

[He gets up from the booth, grabbing his satchel on the way and pausing only to shove the last forkful of pancakes into his mouth.]

Let's go.

[Best case scenario, it's still there, not real, and this is just a pit stop. Mediocre case, it's been sold and some unsuspecting or well intentioned customer is going to regret their casual daydreaming soon enough.

Worst case, angry death cult plus powerful magical artefact.

And he'd been planning on a sundae, too.]

[ihaveabook]

Yeah, well it's gotta be somewhere, donnit? [At the ushering to leave, he looks more than a bit put out.] I didn't even get to eat!

[He groans and follows the older Librarian because he already knows arguing won't actually get him anywhere.]