Agent York | Taylor Murray (
goddamngrenades) wrote2013-12-02 03:34 am
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Day 130 | Evening | Action
[ He gestures with his head toward the kitchen. ]
Come on York, let's take a break and have something with nutrition to it. It'll do you good.
Day 130 | Evening | Action
He shoves himself upright and doesn't fall back on his ass. Woo!
He does need to snake a hand out to cling to North's arm for a second. ]
...I think I've been working for too long.
Day 130 | Evening | Action
[ He lets York take the time he needs to steady himself before turning. ]
Come on, what are you in the mood for?
Day 130 | Evening | Action
[ Once he's got his feet under him he shuffles along after North. ]
Those packets say peanutbutter banana flavor but they lie.
Day 130 | Evening | Action
[ Once he reaches the cabinet he reaches inside to grab a skillet. ]
What do you say to peanut butter banana pancakes?
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[ Table. He just has to make it to the table- he slides into one of the chairs and props his chin up on his arms, watching North work. ]
That sounds amazing and this? This is why I love you.
Day 130 | Evening | Action
[ He sets the skillet on the heat before turning to grab a glass and fill it with water. ]
Here, drink that.
Day 130 | Evening | Action
[ He takes the glass and offers North a salute, sipping slowly at first but maybe chugging to the end because goddamn he's thirsty. ]
I'd have a fridge full of takeout otherwise.
Day 130 | Evening | Action
[ He's not paying attention when York empties that glass, as he's working on mashing up a couple bananas in a plastic bag. ]
Being here, I know it's got major downsides, but at least we get real food.
[ That was something of a luxury considering how things had been when they were on the run. ]
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[ Real food. Real beds. Real security- more or less. And not being dead. That's an excellent perk. ]
Nightlife's pretty awesome too.
Day 130 | Evening | Action
[ Soon enough the batter is ready and North flicks some water on the skillet to ensure that it's heated. ]
Day 130 | Evening | Action
[ He doesn't mind it. The kid's always been pretty damn clever and easygoing. Plus: Hanging out with the dog. ALways awesome. ]
Day 130 | Evening | Action
[ Hint hint, York. ]
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[ Too loud, too crowded, too many points of entry and possibilities of being recorded. But the bar? The bar's alright. ]
Day 130 | Evening | Action
[ And North's in now hurry. They can plan ahead better for some other time. ]
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[ He's- swamped. Happily so. ]
Day 130 | Evening | Action
Theta's come to the kitchen to get water and was followed, though the dog ended up entering first when he realized where they were headed. North and York sound like they're talking so he won't interrupt, but he's going to poke the bag North had used to mash the bananas. What's North making? It looks interesting. ]
Day 130 | Evening | Action
[ The first batch of pancakes is ready to come off the griddle and he gets out a plate—two of them, actually. ]
Hi, Theta. I'm making peanut butter banana pancakes. Would you like to try one?
Day 130 | Evening | Action
Now he just blinks down at the pup and drops a hand down to scratch at his ears. The dog's okay by him. He doesn't judge York's life choices. ]
New years? There are going to be parties all over the Dome- Hey T-man.
[ York extends a closed fist in Theta's direction for a bump. ]
And you should totally have one. They're amazing.
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I haven't had that yet? It smells good.
[ York gets a smile and a fist bump as Theta sits at the table. That would be a yes. He's still in "try everything" mode when it comes to food and so far sense of smell has been a pretty decent indicator...]
Day 130 | Evening | Action
What do you think, Theta? Are you all right if I stay out late with York one night next week? We can make sure Delta and Malcolm will be home, whenever it is.
Day 130 | Evening | Action
[ He's never really cared that the stuff he throws together for just himself isn't the best- food is food. You put it in your food hole and use it to keep going through the day without passing out.
The pancakes get a tab of butter on them for York and a nudge of the syrup to Theta. Syrup makes all things taste good and teen bodies live off sugar. ]
Just for a couple of hours. We'll be home before, what? Two in the morning?
Day 130 | Evening | Action
[ He's joking, but only partly so. It's best not to take him up on that really.
He ends up pouring a little syrup on the edge of the plate so he can try it both with and without, and takes that time to think it over. ]
I think its okay... [ Not great, but okay. He'll have company, and he might try to stay up till North gets back, but it's not like he has to be up at a certain time so it should be fine. ]
Day 130 | Evening | Action
I'm only going to go if you're sure.
Day 130 | Evening | Action
[ Only half decent, though. He turns his attention back to the pancakes, cutting a slice and sighing. Now this. THIS is peanut butter and banana. No lie. ]
We don't have to. Maybe another time, yeah? We got plenty of that here. What we COULD do next week is have a sit in, order pizza, and watch movies.
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