[Experiment start] Wise, found favor in heaven / And I at your side

[chasingstars201.livejournal.com]

[Misaki and Hei are in the Astral kitchen. Or rather, Hei is in the kitchen making an elaborate breakfast of stuffed french toast, and Misaki sits at a servicable table reading the paper. Sort of. The paper itself is a projection a la cyberglasses; every so often she taps the left-hand stem of her glasses and turns the page. She looks older; her hair is straightened and gathered loosely at the nape of her neck. She's wearing a black dress uniform with a four-sun symbol on each shoulder. Her glasses are square and black.] Kanami said she could pick Xin up today, so don't worry about that--I won't be home until later, but tell her I'll come in to say goodnight.

[Hei nods, smiling a little.] No worries. I'll need to spend a few extra hours in the restaurant later to observe the new chef, but I'll be back well before her bedtime.

All right. [She taps her glasses again and the newspaper vanishes.] I should get going.

[He looks over his shoulder at her.] Ah? You can't leave without having breakfast.

[She hesitates, then settles back down.] I guess it can't really hurt.

[Grins and then steps forward to kiss her on the cheek.] Of course it can't. Anyway, you skip breakfast too often lately. They're driving you too hard.

[She laughs, turning to kiss him back.] Comes with the position. I manage.

[Kisses her a moment longer before pulling back so he can flip the toast out onto plates.]I was thinking, we should take the girls and do something nice this weekend.

[Raised eyebrow] What did you have in mind?

Picnic by the river, maybe? If we're out late enough we can set up the scope.

Mmm. That sounds nice. [She rubs her eyes under the glasses.] We should.

[Smiles and passes her a plate of stuffed French toast.]

Comments

[lamb_of_gold]

[Mental note: Stop teasing them about being married. Srsly. FUCK. THE. WHAT.]

[chasingstars201.livejournal.com]

Mu? [Blinks at him] What's wrong?

[contract_star]

Oh, hello, Mu. You want any? [Gestures to the French toast.] I made more than enough.

[madamemoiselle]

...Is this why you moved out, Hei?

[chasingstars201.livejournal.com]

Diva? What's wrong?

[contract_star]

Moved out? What are you talking about?

[exserpens.livejournal.com]

...you certainly move quickly, Hei.

[chasingstars201.livejournal.com]

Quickly? Him? You're forgetting who proposed to whom.

[contract_star]

Well you have to with stuffed French toast, otherwise the filling gets overcooked.

[witchmaker.livejournal.com]

[ Angela's wandering about in a dark blue version of the suit she was wearing not too long ago, along with a matching hat. Then she spots Hei and Misaki. ]

Well, I'll be. ... Must've been the lampflowers.

[chasingstars201.livejournal.com]

[Blink?] Angie? What must have been?

[contract_star]

Hello, Angela. You're free to some French toast, if you want some.

[saythistostart.livejournal.com]

[... e-er.] What?

[chasingstars201.livejournal.com]

Ryotarou-kun? What's wrong?

[buckingbronco.livejournal.com]

[Just staring because...whut. That is..really strange.]

[chasingstars201.livejournal.com]

Hullo, Dino.

[damnfinecoffee.livejournal.com]

[...this feels suspiciously like something he shouldn't be walking in on, but this really wasn't something he was expecting. So have a slightly surprised Ianto staring at you.]

[chasingstars201.livejournal.com]

[Blinks at the staring and then gives a little wave] Morning.

[thedeltaqueen.livejournal.com]

[Where there is food, there is Sealink. She wraps herself around their legs, purring immensely as she stares up at the plate of toast.]

[chasingstars201.livejournal.com]

[laughs and leans over to pet her] Hello Sealink.

[swanseer.livejournal.com]

[Blink]

[chasingstars201.livejournal.com]

[headtilt?]

[didorothy]

[raises an eyebrow]

This is a very public display of affection.

[chasingstars201.livejournal.com]

[...raised eyebrow] It... no, not really.

1/2

[mercwamouth]

2/2

[mercwamouth]

...

Well it's about goddamn time.

[itsthecoat.livejournal.com]

[Jack had meant to walk up to talk to Hei, but now he feels like he'd be intruding on a private moment]

[chasingstars201.livejournal.com]

Hullo, Jack. Would you like some toast?

[brokenamethysts.livejournal.com]

[stares in utter bemusement]

Gee, Hei, you never told me you were married... Is it too late to offer my congrats?

[contract_star]

Sure I have! It's been five years, I'm sure I told you at some point.

Toast?

[ghostlighter]

[...]

[contract_star]

Hi, Chris. Toast?

/fashionably late?~

[crowheaded.livejournal.com]

...

What... what the fuck?

YAAAAAAAAAAAAY!

[chasingstars201.livejournal.com]

Language.

SUP GAIZ

[salvagestime.livejournal.com]

[after watching for a moment, the Doctor comes up, surprised and amused all at once]

That must be a really good plate of French toast.

[chasingstars201.livejournal.com]

Just as good as it usually is.