29 CHimera Court, Sunday Morning

[mouthy_merc]

Well...

He wasn't in a hotel room. This was good.

And there was still a husband. And a hungover minion downstairs.

Interesting.

He wanted waffles now. So, he was in the kitchen. Making waffles.

"Mmm, waffly goodness."


[[OOC: Open for folks who might be in the house or stopping by]]

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[tricksy-spy.livejournal.com]

Aly moved closer to him. "Still think what I said in the beginning holds true. Regardless."

[mouthy-merc.livejournal.com]

Then she was kinda naive to him now. Maybe in a few years she'd know better about his type.

"Yeah." He shook his head. "Your waffles are getting cold."

[tricksy-spy.livejournal.com]

"If things change, they change," she said, moving over to get her plate. "For now, don't try to push me away. Too stubborn for that."

[mouthy-merc.livejournal.com]

"I noticed that." He looked up, still avoiding her eye. "You talk to Nate?"

[tricksy-spy.livejournal.com]

Aly nodded. "I was worried."

[mouthy-merc.livejournal.com]

Wade nodded slowly, still looking off at some spot in the room. "He won't tell you much, you know. If you wanted to find out about my past. We know too much about each other to tell others."

[tricksy-spy.livejournal.com]

"I wasn't looking for dirt on you," she said softly. "I just wanted to know what was going on."

[mouthy-merc.livejournal.com]

"I know," Wade replied. "You'd ask me first. Just letting you know that Nate is a bad person to get information from. He does that messiah thing and is just generally annoying."

[tricksy-spy.livejournal.com]

"Messiah thing?" she asked, looking curious.

[mouthy-merc.livejournal.com]

He waved dismissively. "He's saving the world from itself so the future doesn't end up the way it was when he was there, blah blah blah... It gets boring after the tenth time you hear it."

[tricksy-spy.livejournal.com]

"So that's where he gets the smugness," she said teasingly but thoughtfully. "How'd you know I went to see him?"

[mouthy-merc.livejournal.com]

"He stopped by last night," Wade replied with a smirk at her comment. "Did his usual smug thing and left."

[tricksy-spy.livejournal.com]

Aly paused then grinned. "So he's the Good Fairy from Little Bunny Foo-Foo?"

[mouthy-merc.livejournal.com]

"I don't recall being bopped on the head, but yes, that works."

[tricksy-spy.livejournal.com]

"You were encouraging your 'sausagey druids' when I came in," Aly said. "Don't be judging my analogies just because the thought of Cable with wings is hilarious."

[mouthy-merc.livejournal.com]

Wade facepalmed and tried to keep snickering. "And now it's stuck in my head. Like some freakish Touched By An Angel episode!"

[tricksy-spy.livejournal.com]

"Would one wing be metal?" Aly asked innocently, barely keeping a straight face. "Because that could hinder him in flight."

[mouthy-merc.livejournal.com]

Wade paused. "Well, it never stopped Archangel when he was in that weird blue and evil phase."

[tricksy-spy.livejournal.com]

"Mmm, blue and evil," Aly said thoughtfully. "Interesting combination. Stormwings have metal feathers. Good ones for fletching. They're magekiller."

[mouthy-merc.livejournal.com]

"I understood killer and metal feathers in that," Wade replied slowly. "Now I want metal feathers. Damn you."

[tricksy-spy.livejournal.com]

"Yes, I'm tricksy," she deadpanned. "I have some Stormwing fletched arrows. I'll give you some if you like."

[mouthy-merc.livejournal.com]

"Awww," Wade was there, hugging her again. "You're the best friend ever."

[tricksy-spy.livejournal.com]

Aly laughed and hugged him back. "Can you even shoot a bow?"

[mouthy-merc.livejournal.com]

Wade snorted and waved dismissively. "Is there a weapon I can't use?"

[tricksy-spy.livejournal.com]

She rolled her eyes. "Trebuchet?" she suggested hopefully.