fell asleep on

[chatona]

SWEET DREAMS.

Someone, whether it be a friend or a total stranger, has fallen asleep on you wherever you happen to be; you are a rather comfortable pillow to them. What do you do?

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[valdeiunctum]

[She sighs, pinching the bridge of her nose, squeezing her eyes shut for a few seconds before looking over at the other woman.]

Yes...now that I've done all this I can catch up on my sleep.

[wrathfulkhan]

Oh, fine.

[You're such a grumpus, Tony.]

TO THE RESCUE

[brokenweapon]

Be here, [he says immediately,] just be here. I'll take care of the rest. I can handle anything, as long as you're with me.

Thanks. Sorry for taking so long.

[nrgsvr]

Most boys aren't.

[ Though Mayu has read all the manga drawn by his older brother.]

Judo

[ In answer to what he does for fun. He neglects anything that isn't judo related. He's missing the hint of suggesting something they can do together.]

Don't know.

[ Tries to look up places on his phone but there's no signal.]

Sorry.

Re: And it's all done and stuff. OMG OMG. *animal crossing nervous emoting.*

[reluctantaccessory]

Just being here? I can do that, but...are you sure that's all? (She opens her eyes and makes a face, but she nods showing that she understands. She just has one thought she has to add to that) I know you can handle things, but I don't want to be in the way either.

[seasaltkeys]

We were pretty busy.

What time is it now, anyway?

[strikingtwice]

[Meallan blinked and then quietly laid down again, listening to Krem's story as he did so. He could imagine how that would have been very easily; as the other man said, it was very similar to his own clan in some ways.]

We do, but...

[He snorts, a smile tilting his lips.] I've always been a bit sensitive to touch, especially if I don't expect it. My clan knew me growing up so they were used to it, and my brother... He'd spring it on me sometimes, watch me yelp and try to roll out of a bedroll and get tangled up, get a good laugh out of it sometimes too.

[He turned a little to look up at Krem, still smiling.]

Not that I didn't give him just as much teasing as well at times. We're family, after all. Or... we were.

[caelus]

[surprising music choice, but then he doesn't have a lot outside of rock.]

Someone is getting dangerously close to not having pancakes. [a beat and he gets down a mixing bowl and a frying pan.] My aunt taught me how to cook. She was a fantastic lady, best I've known.

[and it's jim kirk, he's known a few.]</small. You better watch out. If I set anything on fire I'm going for your bangs.

[anormalironlife]

[ But now that Gene's moved, so can Tony. He pushes himself up and looks around the lab. Literally the only thing needing his attention is his suit. He's caught up with everything else.

... This is not a good place for Tony to be. The last time he was like this he went on an inventing spree. The patents were nice, but some of the experiments had to be dismantled... by him in the armor. Whoops. He's still sorry that one couldn't be made stable to work.

He stretches and looks around the room. ]

Wanna get something to eat?

[thankyou_boss]

[ Well, this is new. Tony looked over at the woman now sleeping on his shoulder. It wasn't something that he got to experience everyday, so he wasn't quite sure he wasn't to disrupt her.She did look tied. He got more comfortable, and started to read the book he brought with him. ]

[bostonhowler]

[ She makes herself a bit more comfortable and holds the book in her arms close. She's reading a treatise on Irish Folklore. It looks like it's a book that's been read time and time again.

She's a pale redhead and that paleness is made worse by the exhaustion pulling at her. There's an announcement suddenly, about diverting tracks and she starts awake, blinking blearily around. Curly, unruly hair conceals her brown eyes for a moment. Then she looks up at the man that she'd apparently been sleeping on for the last hour or so.

Brigid blushes, from the tip of her chin to the root of her hair. ]

I- I'm so sorry! I didn't mean- I'm terribly sorry.

[metalworkings]

Lin reached over to the night stand and started writing down notes. As she wrote she glanced over at her mother. "Got it." She was concerned, it was hard not to be. She figured that if it wasn't for all the reports, the Triads, and the occasional rebellious Suyin that downtime for her would be easier to come by. "I put Su to sleep a bit ago. She's still too young to be up at these hours." Not to mention that it often took far too long for her to get her younger sister to go to bed. She was also ignoring that she should also be in bed as well. She had to help her mother. Sleep could come later.

"She was a bit angry about going to bed at a decent hour. I think she wanted to be up when you got home or maybe she just wanted to argue with me." Either was possible. It was fairly obvious that sometimes her and Suyin did butt heads and get into it with each other. Not all the time but it did happen. When mom was at work most of the time and they had run of the house conflict was bound to happen.

[greenbloodedhobgoblin]

[ Hey, he worked with what he could. Rock isn't Spock's genre of choice. ]

Fantastic, I am sure, but that holds no bearing on whether or not you properly absorbed those teachings.

[ Lips quirk in a small smirk. ]

And with that comment your manners are something to question as well. [ It almost seemed like he was about to chuckle but he doesn't. Instead he sets aside the book and moves over to where Kirk is standing. ] I can still be of some assistance if you tell me what you are making.

[wrathfulkhan]

Yeah, all right, [Gene says. He'd napped on Tony earlier, but now his stomach is beginning to get in on the unfortunate 'human needs' parade. And he knows how Tony gets when he gets in one of these inspiration jags.

Like he forgets to eat.]

What're you thinking? Pizza?

aaaaaaa I'm so excited!!!

[brokenweapon]

I'm sure, [he says. That's all he could ever ask of her. He's already asked so much.]

You're smart. You know how to survive, you know how to live in this world I dragged you into. You couldn't be in my way.

[anormalironlife]

[ He'll forget to do anything until his body literally gives out on him. He's worked himself sick before and poor Gene - before they were dating - had gotten stuck babysitting him because everyone else had found someplace else to be.

Tony scratches at his hair. ]

Indian?

[ He grabs his phone and tucks it into his pocket. ]

Or we could get bad Chinese at that place on Seventh.

[ Teasing Gene? NEVER. ]

[caelus]

[he supposes the beastie boys are the least likely choice of what he's got.]

I absorbed them plenty well, thanks. She made sure of it. I got sent to her to get some real world knowledge under my belt. She took care of that.

[of course that's the happiest part of that particular story, but jim has no intention of going into it.]

Hey, I was taught to cook, not to be a great breakfast for dinner host. [he brandishes the frying pan in spock's direction, though there's no real threat.]

Depends. On if you like blueberries, and whether or not I have to walk you through making the sauce for the pancakes.

[he'll still need to grab another pan for that.]

You're gonna have to replicate the blueberries first, though.

[wrathfulkhan]

Do you want the lecture on how chop suey isn't actually authentic Chinese food again? [Gene says patiently.] Because that can be arranged.

[He's silently thankful that Tony wants to get up and out of the lab and stretch his legs at all. He doesn't want to repeat that babysitting incident.]

[greenbloodedhobgoblin]

[ an accurate assumption. ]

I'm not doubting her teaching capabilities, Jim. [ Just his ability to actually learn those real world life skills. Spock only marginally leans back, with a shake of his head to the pan. ] Being able to host is one of the most essential parts.

[ A pause. ]

You don't have chocolate chips?

[ Look blueberries are fine but chocolate--]

What is the sauce composed of? [ He asks, moving over to the replicator with a stolen bowl from the cabinets to make blueberries. ]

[caelus]

Yeah, well she was a pretty hard woman. Had to be where she was. I never got the good host skills, just the cooking.

[he frowns in thought, setting stuff down, and moving to another cupboard.]

You know, I just might. You want to just do that or both?

[while he's looking for the chocolate chips, he's pulling down other ingredients.]

Sugar. Cornstarch, yep. I'll need the orange juice out of the fridge. Uh, got the cinnamon. Spock, is there any almond extract over there near you? The shelf just over your head?

[he's got a lot of spices, okay.]

[greenbloodedhobgoblin]

[ He does not pry further even if curiosity tells him to do otherwise in regards to Kirk's aunt. ]

Both. A variety of choices is always wise. [ Plus he would like to try the blueberry with the chocolate. Color him interested. ] Yes, I see it. [ He pulls it down from the shelf and brings that back over with the bowl. ]

One moment. [ Okay now just searching through the fridge for the orange juice. Ah ha! ] Would you like anything else to do with the pancakes? I can scramble some eggs, possible procure fruit to go with.

[ Notice anything different, Jim? When Spock is off the clock he relaxes a lot. No sense in keeping an entirely stiff demeanor when he has no protocol to deal with in a kitchen. ]

[caelus]

Sounds good. You'll just have to get the blueberries and whatever other fruits you want and we'll be good to go.

I've got some Ktarian eggs in there still, grab those too, please.

[he has noticed, and he likes it. it's nice. he gives a surprised whoop. he has found the chocolate chips, yes.]

Now we're in business. I'll make the pancakes and help you with the sauce and cutting the fruit. Then I'm going to steal your eggs.

[unrecognizable]

Felicity. [ Her concern, empathy towards others, no matter how trivial the matter is, has always been something that Oliver's found himself drawn towards. She's opinionated, intelligent...willing to call him out, even when every other member of their team stands down. His lips quirk into smile as he watches where she disappears into the kitchenette. ]

I've had...enough fancy to for multiple lifetimes. I prefer this. No unnecessarily long dinner tables or several course meals. Just us.

[ It's a vast step up from the bare essentials he had on the island. None of that is meant as an insult. He really does like it this way. Even sitting at Big Belly Burger, with Felicity next to him on one side of the booth, Roy and Digg on the opposite...those were the times that always made him feel good.

Pushing up, he pads barefoot to her, enjoying the coolness of the tile floor against his skin, leaning against the counter as she grabs leftovers out of the fridge. It's domestic, something that he's failed at in the past, on so many levels. This isn't the same Oliver Queen, though. ]

I don't know, I could get used to this. [ Folding his arms over his chest, he gives her a look, chin tipping back slightly ] Pampered trophy husband. Work on my tan, a little.

[skremisher]

[The explanation made sense and Krem shifted a little, brancing his hands behind himself as he allowed for Meallan to lay across his lap again. No more touching, he'd make not of that. Maybe remind Bull of the same, knowing the Qunari could get a little hands-on, especially after a few drinks. He nodded a bit as he listened, though his expression slowly changed as the Inquisitor continued.

Even though Meallan still wore a smile, it made Krem's brow crease, frowning a little all over again.]

You... 'Were' family?

[notin]

[ Nothing wrong with asking, and she wasn't that worried. She just wants to know. Smiling eyes skitter up to meet his, and she nods, then her attention returns to heating up the food and setting a couple of seats on the kitchen isle. ]

I like it, too, but just in case.

[ The smile turns into a smirk...

... and then he drops the last bits, and, Oliver, please don't spring words like husband on her out of the blue when she's holding things up? The plate she just picked up clatters on the counter, and Felicity blushes, eyes wide behind the glasses for a moment, then she bites her lip and tries to calm down before turning to look at him again. It's nothing, right? Just teasing about, and, okay, maybe one day, but he didn't mean it...

Mostly because it's Oliver, and Complicated, and, no, that's still a pretty big word. She swallows, then tries to deflect. ]

I'm pretty sure you and more tan will be a pretty much sinful combination. I won't be able to focus on what I'm doing at all while you're training.

[ Safe, right? ]