Mercury: ((Maroon!))

Alexander Donovan: Alex has spent the last few hours messing up Yvonne's kitchen. Hopefully, he'll get back before she does. He's boiled a large (like restaurant size) pot of spaghetti. He's got some Ragu Traditional and Alfredo in seperate containers. A couple large loafs of garlic bread. And a dozen rare steaks in a light mushroom sauce for flavor. They're all loaded into the car (not the hummer) and he's headed toward Aerin's, wondering how many will go for this kind of thing.

Antonio Pavlatos: (this is my color)

Mercury: He's in Tony's room, getting him dressed and chattering to him about random things, this and that, what he's heard on the news, blah blah blah.

Alexander Donovan: ((Was gonna ask Arlett if she wanted to join us, but she dropped offline just as I popped up a window.))

Antonio Pavlatos: In the room, in the corner, but at least clean and neat, thanks to Mercury's badgering and coaxing into a shower and a change of clothes. He doesn't seem any more at ease in the room than before though, and still doesn't initiate conversation with anyone. (Except the rare once to Bliss through the door the other night)

Antonio Pavlatos: (*Blinks* Brain connect this early? AH!) He seems to listen to Mercury chatter, but doesn't respond unless he directly asks him something.

Alexander Donovan: Steaks first. He walks up to the door with those in hand and gives (what's left of it) a good bang. Nope, doesn't even think to ring the doorbell.

Mercury: He sits down in the corner next to Tony, the window still covered by what Mercury has improvised to make it impossible for anyone to see in.

Antonio Pavlatos: (I think Bliss fixed the door, and Merc replaced the window?)

Mercury: ((It's a good sign.)) He suddenly grins and jumps up, racing out the room and to the door, opening...er, moving it aside. "Come on in."

Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: He's up and awake, sitting in the front room with a pack of cigarettes and a glass of scotch. Apparently, the three bottles that he drank over the last four days wasn't enough to swear him off. Garou stamina = no hangovers. He's dressed in a simple tank top and rare shorts. Taking it easy tonight.

Mercury: ((Mercury covered the window. No idea what Bliss might have done.))

Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: ((Baah. Maroon and Blood are the same!))

Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: ((Window's been fixed.))

Antonio Pavlatos: He hears the doorbell but outside of a little tensing he doesn't react to it, simply glances to Mercury before putting his head against the wall and closing his eyes.

Shadow's Blissful Silence: [Bliss "fixing things" involves the same tactic as his "making dinner" which is a money and a cell phone. But yes, everything is fixed.]

Alexander Donovan: ((Yeah, figured that out when I made my post))

Antonio Pavlatos: (I can change colors and Merc can have this one! Prussian then)

Mercury: He helps take whatever Alex has in his hands, inhaling it. Well, smelling it anyway...

Alexander Donovan: Alex smiles at Merc. "If anyone wants them well done, it'll just take a few minutes in the kitchen. I'll go get the herbavore stuff."

Mercury: He chuckles. "I'll get Tony." Carrying the food out to the kitchen to set on a counter.

Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: He looks up as the doorbell rings and starts to rise, but when Berucry gets it, he sits back down. Watching with an odd sort of tension.

Shadow's Blissful Silence: He's sprawled out over the couch, in a slashed up black shirt that's more shreds of fabric than clothing and black leather pants. Black boots knee-high with blindingly bright blue laces. He watches people moving through his apartment almost warily.

Mercury: He heads to the bedroom, knocking on the door to let Tony know he's there before opening it.

Mercury: ((I think...Berucry is the most creative spelling of Mercury I've ever seen...))

Alexander Donovan: Alex heads back out to the car to get the rest. It'll take two more trips. He'll put a gallon of neopolitan ice cream in the freezer if there's room, otherwise leave it in a chest with dry ice. The spaghetti and sauces and bread he'll set on a counter.

Antonio Pavlatos: He doesn't immediate glance up at the knock, but his eyes do shift up to see who comes in. Seeing Merc, he simply closes them again.

Shadow's Blissful Silence: "Mmmmmmmmm...it's like having servants," he says to Aerin. "Servants to whom our existance is sort of irrelevant at best, but will answer the door when it suits them. No wait, that's not like useful at all." It's spoken with no venom, only detached amusement.

Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: ((Don't even know how I did it. :P))

Mercury: He crouches down by Tony. "It's time for dinner, Tony. We're all eating together, sitting down at the table. Alex has brought a mountain of food to share with everyone."

Antonio Pavlatos: He isn't sleeping, or attempting too, simply keeping them closed.

Mercury: ~He has learned to ignore Bliss' unique 'wit' most of the time.~ ((*S*))

Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: He smirks slightly to Bliss, and takes a drag off his cigarette before leaning forward to ash. "You know, Bliss...sometimes, following your train of thought is like trying to straighten out a Moebius strip."

Antonio Pavlatos: He opens his eyes, blinking at Merc. "I ain't much hungry." He's heard that about a dozen times now.

Shadow's Blissful Silence: "Follow a what?"

Alexander Donovan: Alex sticks his head out of the kitchen to ask the first Garou he sees: "Mind if I root around the kitchen for dinnerware?"

Shadow's Blissful Silence: "Top to the right of the dishwasher."

Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: "Go ahead," he says to Alex, before taking a sip of his scotch and grinning to Bliss. "A Moebius strip. You'd like one, I think."

Mercury: Tony: "I know you're not. But all of us want you to be there, so we can sit down together. Alex made spaghetti, and I don't know what all."

Alexander Donovan: Alex finds the appointed cupboard and gets out plates, bowls, etc and starts setting the table. Though Bliss may be disappointed when Alex puts all the silverware on the right.

Antonio Pavlatos: He gives Mercury a sudden look, about the most expressive he has shown in days, "Alex cooked it?" Dubious expression perhaps, or amazed, or was that worry?

Alexander Donovan: Alex kinda shouts to the house. "Anyone like steak more than rare?"

Shadow's Blissful Silence: "Mmmmmmm...do they taste like candy?"

Mercury: He nods with a smile. "He's out in the kitchen, I think that's him puttering around. He's eating dinner with us. Would you like to join us? Your company would be welcome."

Mercury: "No!" he calls back. "Cooked meat? Bleh!"

Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: "They taste like paper," he says with a shrug. "Here, hold on." He rises and moves toward the kitchen, to get a piece of paper. A brief nod to Alex, not meeting the man's gaze, as he gets the paper and moves out.

Antonio Pavlatos: He just looks at Mercury for several long moments, then murmurs, "Who all is us?" He doesn't argue about it though, dutifully beginning to stand up, but it isn't as much that he doesn't seem to want to do it as he doesn't care whether he does or not. He walks just a little shaky. Not getting much exercise this past near week, and he looks a bit shopworn from lack of proper sleep.

Mercury: "Me and you, Alex, Aerin, and Bliss. I think that's it."

Alexander Donovan: "Hello Aerin. Thanks for putting up with this." Alex pretty much sets the stuff out on the counter. Salad, Spaghetti, Sauces, Steak, Garlic bread. "Beh. Buffet is on. Figure out what you want." A little louder so that he can be heard by Tony. "Ice Cream after dinner has been eaten."

Mercury: He puts a supportive arm around Tony to lead him out to the others.

Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: "No problem, Alex." He moves back out to the couch, tearing a thin strip off the paper and twisting it before taping it up so it forms a proper Moebius strip. He hands it over to Bliss.

Antonio Pavlatos: For just a moment a little spark in his eyes maybe, but it is gone almost as fast as it showed. He follows Mercury out of the room, pausing in the hallway entrance, eyes darting around the room, hesitating on actually entering further.

Shadow's Blissful Silence: "I don't get it."

Antonio Pavlatos: Seeing Aerin enter he drops his head.

Mercury: He's not exactly pushing or pulling, but his arm is pretty firm. "Damn, that smells terrific, I'm starving. Come on, Boo, move faster," he grins. "I wanna *eat*!"

Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: His brow quirks, his attention totally focused on Bliss at the moment. "What's not to get?"

Shadow's Blissful Silence: "Why?"

Alexander Donovan: Alex slaps a healthy variety on his own plate (Alfredo sauce on the spaghetti), and even gets a 'gasp' salad and takes it to a seat at the table. He prefers meat, but is hardly limited by it.

Antonio Pavlatos: He gets more or less tugged into the room.

Mercury: He murmurs to Tony, "It's okay. Anger flares and then it fades. All is well, Boo."

Mercury: Once he has Tony out in the area of the kitchen and within sight of Alex, Mercury eagerly dishes up. "Come on you two, stop playing with paper dolls," he says to Aerin and Bliss. "Time to eat."

Antonio Pavlatos: A very soft wavering murmur, "Ain't sss... sure 'bout that."

Antonio Pavlatos: He sits down where Mercury puts him, and does give Alexander a nervous little nuzzle against his shoulder, but then his eyes shift around the room, up, down, and then they stay down, looking it seems to be inspecting his plate possibly.

Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: "Because." He sighs, and shakes his head. "Why is the Mona Lisa smiling? Why paint a mural on on the ceiling of the Sistine Chapel? Why M.C. Escher?"

Alexander Donovan: Alex flings an arm around Tony to give him a hug and lightly return the nuzzle. Just a normal day when he's been out. "Get you some dinner Tony. Got Neopolitin waiting for when you finish."

Mercury: He gives Tony a reassuring smile, putting a little bit of everything on a plate, then setting it in front of Tony. "You want something to drink? If not, I'm dishing up myself."

Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: "Okay..." He turns toward Mercury and stops, seeing Tony. A sudden press of his lips together, nervous smile, and he drops the twisted paper strip on the coffee table, before stubbing his cigarette out and moving to get some food.

Shadow's Blissful Silence: He follows Aerin, less at ease as he moves to join the others.

Mercury: He gets in next to Aerin to dish himself up. A quiet murmur to him.

Antonio Pavlatos: At Alex and Merc's words, he doesn't argue, already having learned that either of them are both stubburn, and won't let up on him. He murmurs, a nervous, quick look up at Aerin's approach, "I guess..."

Mercury -> Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: "He's looking for spirits, again. He feels he's being watched constantly. Is there anyway to make sure he's not, and to get rid of them? It's making things worse."

Mercury: "I'll get you some milk," he calls out to Tony.

Alexander Donovan: "Sorry, just bachelour fair. Nothing too fancy for you spoiled types. And Tony's a much better cook than I. So... boiled noodles and barely cooked meat are about my limit."

Antonio Pavlatos: He nods slightly, his fork slowly circling in the spagetti.

Shadow's Blissful Silence: "Perhaps next time I can order something more elaborate."

Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: He nods a little at Mercury as he gets some food. Very little food for the man...a little spaghetti, and that's about it.

Aerin Thomas [PB 3] -> Mercury: "I'm working on it."

Mercury: "I'm happy just to eat." Getting a glass, he pours milk in, then reaches in a cupboard where he's storing Tony's meds, and plops the daily dose into the milk, stirring it up.

Mercury: He smiles to Aerin and nods.

Antonio Pavlatos: He looks up at Bliss, and after spending a few days around him, that comment seems to make him a little nervous for some reason.

Alexander Donovan: Shadow: "I could have brought a deer carcass to share, but cleanup would be a pain in the ass."

Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: He takes a seat at the end of the table, giving Alex and Tony some space, and gets to eating what little he picked up.

Mercury: Tony: "Yeah, but it's okay, I remembered. Just gotta get you back in the practice of taking them again." Reaching over to stroke his hair soothingly. "We're getting rid of the spirits," he says quietly. "It's Aerin's house, after all, and our home." Okay, technically not Mercury's home, but he HAS been here a great deal. "So we'll be free of them soon. I'll sure feel better about that." Munching away happily at the food.

Antonio Pavlatos: (Think we lost da Fox :(

Mercury: Aerin: Explains, "Herbal medicines to stem craving and withdrawal. They're natural meds."

Mercury: ((*poo*))

Alexander Donovan: ((Guess we lost Bliss)) Alex thinks about Mercury's statement for a moment, glancing at the others and getting an idea. But files it away for later.

Shadow's Blissful Silence: [*beats internet connection*] "Delivery," he says to Alex as he settles beside Aerin.

Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: "Oh, right." He nods a little bit, and smiles slightly. "Sorry...forgot."

Antonio Pavlatos: The touch on his hair seems to give him a little comfort, he closes his eyes, but then he looks up at Mercury, blinking rapidly, then looks hastily to Aerin, before exchanging glances between Merc and Alex. Voice still low, uncertain, but with a tiny shred of what sounds like it could be hope in it, "Rrr... really? Ya really will?"

Mercury: Bliss: "Well, delivery ain't a bad way to go." He shrugs. "I don't cook anything beyond grilled cheese, and Rei forgets to eat most of the time, so if it weren't for delivery, we'd starve."

Alexander Donovan: Bliss: "Deilvery with a catering service?"

Mercury: Gently to Tony, "Spirits watching are ridiculous. We didn't ask for them or want them. We trust you, hon," he says simply.

Shadow's Blissful Silence: He winces at the mention of Rei, and starts cutting pasta, for once without comment.

Shadow's Blissful Silence: "Yeah. Catering."

Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: His eyes shift to Mercury at that comment, watching him a moment, before he nods a bit. "We do trust you, Tony." His eyes shift straight from the Glass Walker to his food.

Antonio Pavlatos: Quivering lips, the little bit of carrot left on the plate as he gives a very quick, small grateful look up at Mercury for his words. Uncertainly is still there, as if he is afraid to hope anymore.

Alexander Donovan: "Too bad I'm not so good with the spirit world. Though... maybe learning how to look I could manage..."

Antonio Pavlatos: When Aerin speaks he seems to be holding his breathe for a moment before slowly looking over at him, biting his bottom lip, seeming to want to say something but perhaps it is beyond his ability at the moment. His eyes go back to the food on his plate.

Mercury: He smiles warmly to Tony, impulsively giving him a hug. "I love ya, Boo. Don't worry about the spirits, hon, Aerin will take care of it. He's good with things like that."

Mercury: Alex: "I'm rotten at it. Spirits see me and they hide. That is, *when* I can even see them or go to where they are." Rolls his eyes.

Antonio Pavlatos: He accepts the hug, a nervous little quick nuzzle against Merc's shoulder, but another hasty look at Aerin, a nervous, questioning expression in the brief glance.

Alexander Donovan: "Am I such a terrible cook that only the walking mouth over there is able to eat it?" Obviously indicating Merc in that comment.

Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: He looks up at Tony, smiling briefly to him and nodding a bit. "I'll get it sorted out, Tony."

Mercury -> Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: A quick mouthing of silent 'thank you' to him, the big Ahroun looking rather misty-eyed and grateful. Probably rather disconcerting.

Mercury: Alex: "Hey! I resemble that remark!" Grins at him.

Shadow's Blissful Silence: He resumes cutting pasta.

Antonio Pavlatos: His eyes blink at Aerin's words, not exactly as reassuring as Mercury's had been, and obviously to him, Aerin's words - Aerin's house - carry more weight, because down goes the head again. He licks his lips, shaking his head a little at Alex's question, sticking his fork listlessly back into the spagetti.

Alexander Donovan: Alex himself is almost finished. Easy to miss him eating, he doesn't bother doing things like chewing and tasting.

Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: He nods slightly to Mercury, and then looks over to Alex. "The food is great, Alex. Just not all that hungry."

Alexander Donovan: "No, for great food we'd have to convince Tony to cook us something."

Mercury: Tony: "Tony," he murmurs softly. "I promise. He's taking care of it. The spirits won't be watching you."

Mercury: "Mmmm...I love Tony's cooking." Grins and lightly nudges the frail young man. "You really can put on a feast."

Shadow's Blissful Silence: He absently reaches up to rub Aerin's neck.

Shadow's Blissful Silence -> Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: Firm pressure, though more gentle than usual.

Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: He sighs a little bit at the touch and leans back into Bliss's hand.

Alexander Donovan: ((Dusty's computer just locked up. She'll be a moment responding.))

Shadow's Blissful Silence: He only keeps up the petting a few moments before he resumes cutting food, this time steak. Aerin gets offered a bite, fork held out so he can take it.

Mercury: He eats heartily of Alex's cooking, however.

Antonio Pavlatos: (*Sighs* I just lost the logs I was doing, the xp stuff, everything :( ) The fork in his hand quivers a bit as he tries to curl the pasta around it, something in both of Mercury's comments seeming to not sit really well with the boy. He murmurs shakily, "No... mmm...more"

Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: He shakes his head at Bliss's offering with a faint smile. "No thanks."

Antonio Pavlatos: (Something still isn't right... rebooting)

Mercury: He shakes his head, having no idea what he said this time. "You don't have to cook if you don't want to. Just saying you're really good at it," he says quietly.

Alexander Donovan: "And he's right Tony. Just because some people don't appreciate a good meal isn't something you have to worry about."

Mercury: Alex: "How's Yvonne been?"

Shadow's Blissful Silence: "Hey-hey-hey...first of the kill. C'mon." He keeps the fork out, waiting. His playful tone though isn't quite up to normal careless abandon.

Alexander Donovan: Merc: "Busy. Work takes up a bit of her time. Though school's out, and I've been crashing there and leaving rent in the form of extra food in the fridge."

Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: He sighs a little bit, giving Bliss a raised brow. "You're not letting me not, are you?" He reaches out and takes the meet off the fork, putting it in his mouth and chewing. "At least you didn't say anything about airplanes and hangars. Might have gotten ugly." Though he is smiling faintly at that.

Mercury: Alex: "Be good to see her again, she's a pretty cool chick." Chuckles at Bliss and Aerin. "I would have done the choo-choo."

Antonio Pavlatos: (trying one more time)

Alexander Donovan: "I think I'm with Aerin on that."

Alexander Donovan: Merc: "So call her up. I'm sure she'd love to hustle you at the pool hall."

Shadow's Blissful Silence: He smiles faintly when Aerin takes the food. "Yeah. But I think I'm only managing that trick once tonight."

Antonio Pavlatos: He nods, trying to maybe give a weak smile to Alex, but hard to tell. At least Alex seemed to understand. He listens to the others then, managing to get another bite of spagetti in him.

Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: "I have no qualms about decking an Ahroun, Mercury," he says calmly. Deadpanning the joke. "I've done far more suicidal things in my life."

Mercury: Alex: He smirks. "I think I might do that." Grins at Aerin. "After you saw me lay out Gavriil? Wow, you like to take risks," he teases.

Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: "Comparing me to Gavriil? Oooh, that's low."

Alexander Donovan: Merc: "I wouldn't mind a sparring session with you. Just to check out the competition."

Mercury: Aerin: "You would probably be better competition. And speaking of competition." He turns to Alex with a grin of delight. "You are *so* on."

Shadow's Blissful Silence: "Mmmmmm...I know you could lay me out, so regardless of whether you're more scary than Gavriil, no choo-choo train moments from me...."

Alexander Donovan: Merc: "New Moon?"

Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: "I would be better competition." No matter what Joshua might say. He grins a bit to Bliss and nods. "Good."

Alexander Donovan: Aerin: "We'll need you to heal up the winner if we get a little rowdier than intended."

Mercury: Alex: "Who, Gav?" He shakes his head. "I don't think so." Aerin: "We'll have to test that out then, won't we?" Chuckles, finishing off his plate.

Antonio Pavlatos: Their light banter seems to be relaxing him slightly, even though he does occassionally still look around the room nervously. He looks like the little he has eaten is sitting badly in his stomach.

Alexander Donovan: Merc: "Sorry, forgot you guys use that for some kind of social thing... no. When. Don't want to loose control. I mean, we are two ocasionally competing predators."

Shadow's Blissful Silence: "Tea?" He asks Tony softly.

Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: "I always took the man for a Galliard...but that could just be the Silver Fang habit of using a twelve-syllable word when a two-syllable one would serve just fine. I think, honestly, he's a half-moon like me."

Mercury: Alex: "Oh! Yeah, oh hell yeah." Grins wolfishly. "I don't want to actually, you know, hurt you."

Mercury: Aerin: "No idea, honestly. I just know that after I hit him, he turned out to be pretty cool. Just had to get that out of the way first."

Antonio Pavlatos: He blinks at Bliss for a moment, then slowly nods his head, a very soft murmur, "Please..." Eyes the room again, but seems more nervous by what he can't see than the ones at the table with him at the moment. "...sss.. Sir."

Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: "Personally? I think if you have to beat someone unconscious to get them to be remotely pleasant, then it's not really worth the time to try."

Antonio Pavlatos: And oddly, he doesn't get up immediately to get it himself. He stays in his chair.

Shadow's Blissful Silence: He rises and heads toward the kitchen. "Shhhhhhhh...I told you, human titles are nothing to me. Stop using them." But his voice is soft, soothing. He's really given up on that anytime soon.

Alexander Donovan: Tony: "You can still ask for whatever you'd like. Can't any more promise to get it for you now than I ever could, but you don't have to wait for someone to offer."

Mercury: Aerin: "Aw, he's alright. He's just mouthy." Smirks. "Not unlike me. Except he's not as loud."

Antonio Pavlatos: He nods to both of the men's statements, his fork now just twirling in the spagetti. Quietly, "S'...kay."

Mercury: ((*HUGS* And I hate to say this, but it's time for me to get offline and get ready for go. Please don't stop on my account. Merc will just get sleepy after dinner and take a nap. 'Twas fun! *hugs around*))

Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: "He's an ass. You look for a fight, but you don't look down on people. He does." Something else about Gavriil, obviously, bothers the man, as there's a drop in the playfulness, a slight edge to his voice. "And he needs to back off on people."

Mercury: ((for go = for bed *sigh*))

Mercury: Aerin: He nods, deciding not to pursue the subject of Gavriil at the moment. "Great dinner, Alex."

Alexander Donovan: Merc: "Glad you enjoyed it."

Antonio Pavlatos: A very quick glance to Aerin, knowing who they spoke about obviously, but not making any kind of remark.

Antonio Pavlatos: (*Hugs* I'm sorry I was having such trouble :( Thanks for being here though, I'll try to catch up to you at your lunchtime tomorrow to finish doing that other stuff)

Shadow's Blissful Silence: [Night. *hugs*] He returns from the kitchen with tea for Tony. "There you go." The second the tea is set on the table, Bliss is out of Tony's space, and headed back over to sit down.

Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: He nods in agreement. "It was quite good, Alex. Thank you."

Antonio Pavlatos: (And he probably needs a nap, after doing most of Tony-sitting for the last few days, him and Bliss both)

Mercury: ((~poofles~))

Antonio Pavlatos: He looks down at the tea, almost like surprised it is there. It seems as if the offer, and his acceptance of it have already been forgotten, or... something. He takes it though, his stomach grumbling at him, threatening to release what little was in it.

Antonio Pavlatos: And normally, this would be about the time that Tony would get up and start clearing the table, but he doesn't. He simply sits in the chair finishing the tea. Seems fluids have worked better for him the last few days.

Alexander Donovan: "I'll bring some of those instant breakfasts slim fasts or something tommorrow."

Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: Food done...Aerin rises and starts clearing the table, actually. Moving quickly and efficiently, taking dishes in to start washing them.

Antonio Pavlatos: He looks toward the hallway then, licking his lips.

Alexander Donovan: Alex cooked, he lets Aerin clean, throwing an arm over Tony. "Well, think things went well?"

Antonio Pavlatos: He looks up at Alex, seeming to enjoy the comfort of his touch, like with Mercury earlier, but only a slight nuzzle, and a murmur, "Better'n ... other times."

Antonio Pavlatos: (*beats Raven* Wait, she's gone. Save that beating for tomorrow)

Shadow's Blissful Silence: He watches Alex and Tony quietly, evaluating.

Alexander Donovan: "You know, this is a nice place and all... but maybe we should take a day out. Shopping, movies, just a walk..."

Antonio Pavlatos: He shakes his head quickly to Alex, the same as he had when Mercury suggested going anywhere.

Alexander Donovan: Tony: "Why not?"

Ravyn: He frowns in the kitchen as he washes the dishes. Something to deal with later.

Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: ((WHOOPSIE!))

Shadow's Blissful Silence: He rises and pads into the kitchen. "Need a hand?"

Shadow's Blissful Silence: [I was wondering, love....]

Antonio Pavlatos: (*STICK DAMMIT!*)

Antonio Pavlatos: He just shakes his head, not responding.

Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: ((My fault)) "No, I got it," he says, his attention focused on the dishes. "Thanks, though."

Alexander Donovan: Alex runs his finger along Tony's jaw for a moment.

Antonio Pavlatos: He doesn't resist Alex raises his head, but his eyes are trying to tear up and he closes them.

Alexander Donovan: Alex wipes the tears out of Tony's eyes.

Antonio Pavlatos: When he does that, unless he is holding his head by his jaw, he'll simply put it down against Alex's shoulder.

Shadow's Blissful Silence: He walks up to embrace Aerin.

Shadow's Blissful Silence -> Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: "One of these days, you might want to tell me what's going on in that pretty head of yours...." It's more concerned than playful.

Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: He smiles a bit and leans back into the embrace, sighing a little bit.

Aerin Thomas [PB 3] -> Shadow's Blissful Silence: "I'd happily do so. But not in front of the patient."

Antonio Pavlatos: He whispers something very softly to Alex.

Shadow's Blissful Silence -> Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: "Alright. Fair enough. It's gonna be okay."

Antonio Pavlatos: His eyes look around the room nervously, as if he might be worried he did something wrong.

Alexander Donovan: Alex gives Tony a big hug. "Yeah. Yeah. Of course, just wait here. I'll get it."

Antonio Pavlatos: He doesn't resist the hug, and for just the barest of moments seems to return it.

Alexander Donovan: Alex slowly lets go of the hug, moving quickly into the kitchen to get the neopolitan ice cream out and one of the unused salad bowls and a spoon. "You two guys want any?" as he moves around their cleanup 'attempt'.

Alexander Donovan: Something has lifted Alex's mood considerably in the last few moments.

Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: ((And guys, I'm sort of crapping out here. Aerin will stay in promixity to Alex & Tony.))

Antonio Pavlatos: (Okay *Hugs* Thanks a lot for the scene)

Alexander Donovan: ((That's alright. Alex will just give Tony his ice cream, and read a little more of the Lion the Witch and the Wardrobe to him before heading back to Yvonne's to clean up his mess there.))

Shadow's Blissful Silence: [Which makes two of us. Bliss will go hide in his room. By which I mean sleep.]

Shadow's Blissful Silence: [*hugs* It was nice.]

Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: ((*Hugs all around and heads off*))

Antonio Pavlatos: (And figure Merc is asleep in Tony's room. He sleeps there more than Tony does.)

Alexander Donovan: (*hugs* Sleep well, thanks for the scene.))