Prescribed Recreation part 3: Chillax'n with a Vengeance

[fleurdesel]

Who: House 44, House 46, House 3, Saori, Steve Rogers, and whoever wanders in
What: Movie night on the beach
When: September 9th, in the evening
Where: The Beach
Summary: After an unfortunate tussle with a Chaos God, work on a farm, a swarm of refugees and stress piled upon stress, sometimes all anyone wants is to sit back and watch classic movies.
Rating: PG for possible adult language
Something that everyone could agree on was this: the past three weeks had been several shades of stressful. What they needed, what they all needed was something mindless and relaxing shared in the company of those they care for in a neutral environment. The beach works well enough, and it's not that far a trip for anyone involved.

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[redjacketthief]

[Lupin poured Adele's coffee as she sat down, thanking her for the food. French toast was always a commodity for him--usually his breakfasts when he threw himself into his work consisted of coffee and cigarettes. Maybe a leftover sandwich or slice of pizza from the night before, if that wasn't enough.]

Hai. [He didn't care if he slipped into Japanese. He was tired, and words behaved oddly that early in the morning.] It's done now, and we can put it out of our minds. It's not our job to worry about it.

[fleurdesel]

[Adele thanks Lupin with a soft murmur, taking her coffee straight as any sane Frenchwoman should in her opinion. The toast would be more than sweet enough. Even with the discussion edging around Apep as it had her lips are curled in a small, private grin and she can't help but hum to herself under her breath.]

I hope I provided enough for you Steve. If you need more, ask. It won't take long to prepare a second serving.

[neversurrender]

[Steve is already digging into his french toast, trying very consciously to eat at the pace of a normal person and not just gobble it all up in a matter of minutes. He was taught manners after all.]

This is more than enough, Adele. Thank you. It's really good.

[He glances at Lupin curiously. During the war he was entirely on the German front and never saw battle with the Japanese. But he heard enough talk and rumors and whispers for the word to register with him.] Do you speak Japanese?

[redjacketthief]

[He glanced over, fork laden with french toast midway to his mouth, when Steve asked his question. Lupin chuckled in amusement.]

I was born and raised in France, but my mother was Japanese. Most of my associates are also from Japan, and I feel like I spend more time in Tokyo than London anymore.

[Or Rio more than either of them; Or Barcelona, as it was his second home. Just details.]

[fleurdesel]

And to think nine months ago I had no idea how to cook without leaving someone ill.

[She snorts a soft laugh, mostly at herself since Helios had more than proven she could learn were she of a mind. Until now she simply hadn't been.]

...is that why you called me 'Dellie-chan'?