(closed) i need another hour of sleep

[sophielicious]

WHO: sophie, quentin, magik, scott, clive, kell-el
WHEN: ... august. for sure.
WHERE: corrine's cafe
WHAT: sophie is trying to connect some of her friends for mutual benefit.
NOTES\WARNINGS: if something comes up, it will be noted in the subject line.

(Look. Last mission? Complete disaster. Some got possessed, some got fucked up, some got kidnapped and experimented, some were left to their own devices, some were late arrivals. Reasons for this meeting include: extra layer of protection, as for some here are inexperienced, squishy, or both, and to keep a good eye on Sophie's dear OP friends, just in case some crazy shit happens again. Either way, everyone wins, right? Mission information through different networks, access to different powers on both sides, everyone wins.

And hopefully some of us fucking chill. Cough, Quentin, cough.

Corrine's Cafe is chill enough, although the fact she can't quite place the songs that are playing doesn't make her particularly happy, her eyebrows furrowing as she taps her finger on the table trying to figure out what damn Spice Girls-ish song is playing right now. Not like she knows all of them by heart or anything and this is not bothering her at all, her eyebrows are nearly pinched together because that's her neutral expression, absolutely.

At least she's distracted while they wait. Tap, tap, tap.)

Comments

[kryptonix]

[ guess he's here. this is a very awkward place for him. people do this for fun or something. for kell, it feels close to torture. just sit around? and eat? talk? horrific.

he notices the tapping at least. ]

Something wrong?

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[sophielicious]

Fucking song isn't the song, and it's a weird mashup, and it's an atrocity.

(A disaster. A disrespectful little thing. Absurd.)

I've never been more offended in my entire life.

[kryptonix]

Over . . . a song.

[ people have the weirdest priorities sometimes. ]

[sophielicious]

No, over the audacity.

(Kell, please, get with the times.)

Also, stop being weird, go order something to eat. You eat, right? I don't think we ever, you know, ate together.

[kryptonix]

I don't usually eat much.

[ terrible timeline, tends to think of himself as a weapon. none of these aspects promote a regular feeding time. ]

And there's too many things on the menu.

[sophielicious]

Want me to order for you?

(She just has to figure out how to get this dummy to figure out how to figure out what he likes. Sounds easy. This is fine.)

[kryptonix]

[ a gruff sound. ]

Yeah. It'll be easier.

[sophielicious]

Sweet or savoury?

(Starting easy.)

[kryptonix]

[ not a hard decision, at least. ]

Savory. I have no idea what sweet things taste like.

[sophielicious]

Then you gotta give it a try. I'll just drop my favorite one in your taste buds, and you'll tell me, how's that?

(Oops.)

[kryptonix]

[ he nods. ]

Fine by me.

[sophielicious]

(A cheesecake it is, and she'll share it with him so he doesn't feel watched. Even if she is watching. A lot.)

Thanks, by the way. For coming and helping and stuff.

[kryptonix]

[ he blinks, a little thrown off. ]

Sure? It wasn't a big deal.

[sophielicious]

I didn't ask if it were a big deal for you. I'm thanking you for doing it anyway.

(Dummy.)

[kryptonix]

[ ??? ]

You're welcome?

[sophielicious]

(How are they so bad ag this??

At least the cheesecake arrives.)

Okay. Go ahead.

[kryptonix]

[ kell eyes it like it could explode in his face, before he grabs his fork to cut a little off the cake. like everything, even the cutlery is clasped too tightly as if he's not entirely familiar with all these motions.

but he manages. a little scoop and a bite. not much chewing. the taste settles in his mouth before he swallows. ]

It doesn't taste cheesy.

[sophielicious]

(Yeah, she was never like this. Not completely cut off from being a person, like he is, so she's going to move so she can sit next to him, her hand moving to grab a little piece slowly so he can see how she holds the fork.

Not pointing it out. Just, you know, helping.)

It's subtle. Pay attention to the aftertaste?

[kryptonix]

The what now.

[ what the heck is an aftertaste. isn't there just one taste. ]

[sophielicious]

(Gotta do everything in this goddamn clone house.)

Take a bite, close your eyes, swallow, and pay attention to the taste in your tongue.

[kryptonix]

[ uhm, okay. another bite then. ]

I . . . guess that's cheese?

[sophielicious]

Yeah? What else?

(Getting somewhere here.)

[kryptonix]

There's more?

[sophielicious]

Figure it out yourself. Tell me what you taste.

[kryptonix]

You want me to figure out tastes?

Really?