February HoA Open Log

[magnetic_magpie]

Who: All House of Awesome people and guests
When: Month of February
Where: The House of Awesome
Summary: Open Log for HoA CR
Warnings: Will be updated as needed!

((OOC: So! Please see the House of Awesome Metapost for info on the house. ANYONE not Lucifer can enter the porch - and while you CAN hit the buzzer to have someone meet you, you can ALSO just walk in! Remember folks, Lucifer CAN get on the roof, k? The inner door is only locked AFTER Sirens. Wander around the ground floor, or go visit people's apartments. The POOL cannot be gotten to without a resident though. If you want Danger Room time, please label your threads as Danger Room threads since it has limited access. Tag your subject line with the date and time, ok? And any warnings if needed. Castiel is the only angel with access to the levels lower than the pool, his apartment is Michael proofed, as is Magneto's office (which is also Gabriel proofed). Magneto's condo, the main kitchen, and some other places may be Hellhound Proof.))

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Saturday the 4th // Kitchens // Open

[thecrowingtobe]

He sat on the edge of a counter in the kitchen, next to a sink, feet bouncing back and forth off each other while staring down at them. The boy looked like he had a lot on his mind, thinking over everything that had happened in the past month including the repeating days.

He also looked like he had a fight with a fire pit.

While his pants had rips and burn marks in them, it was his face and arm that looked the worst. The long scar that ran down the side of his face was now red and hot as if he had leaned in too close to a fire. His nose wasn't bleeding now but it was clear that it had been not so long ago.

His right arm was soaking wet, having stuck it under the tap in the sink a few times. He had pulled off bits of his sweater, his coat laying in a half burnt pile on the floor. He absintmindly picked at bits of burnt fabric from his reddened and burnt arm, though there was no blood or blistering.

This is what he gets for playing Hero.

It was easier to just come here then to go home. He didn't have plans to stop and talk to anyone here in the HoA, but he knew where things were and he knew he was safe to sit in his home away from home and fix himself. Fix himself while kicking himself for being stupid. Three days now he watched that woman get attacked. He felt stupid now for trying to help her.

Feel free to bother him. He's not in pain; he's just really annoyed... and it shows.

/Takes opportunity

[the_dead_pool2]

Deadpool is about to go to the same bars he got kicked out of yesterday. He is whistling a tune, while he gets himself ready. He is wearing jeans, a t-shirt and a coat, but still has the mask on. He decides to go into the kitchen to make himself some food before heading out. It should be another fun night, this time he will make sure to take out muscle mcgee first. Getting thrown through a wall wasn't fun. He starts grabbing some ingredients for a BLT when he spots Claudio.

"Hey, you look like shit, dude." he says in way of greeting.

My notif box was turned off *sob*

[thecrowingtobe]

Bar fights are fun though, on a good night. This however was not a good night. This was... well it wasn't a good day. He had thought he could step in and help that woman and instead got burned. How messed up is that? Yeah... he was in a bad mood over this.

And his sulk made him miss the masked freak as he came in. When he spoke however his head picked up, looking over at the guy with a flat expression.

"I always look like shit. This is nothing new." Only, he doesn't always look burnt. Or beaten.

[the_dead_pool2]

"Did you get in fight with a dragon or something? That'd be pretty decent. "

He keeps working on the sandwich though, talking and doing other things was sort of his thing. He was in a pretty decent mood, he had been given a free pass to mess around and have fun for a little while, with no real consequences, as long as it didn't involve newcomers. He could get used to this, at least for a bit. It would probably get boring after awhile.

[thecrowingtobe]

"A dragon would at least be respectable..." He grumped, pulling a bit of stuck to his skin melted fabric from his arm and hissing before tossing it into the sink.

"More like some pyro with a bad attitude. Playing Hero is bullshit." In case the masked semi-hero type didn't know...

[the_dead_pool2]

Deadpool keeps making his sandwich, deciding he was going to throw it in the microwave to heat the meat and melt the cheese. Which sounded like a football phrase or something, but it was all good in the hood.

"There is a reason I'm known as the merc with a mouth, getting paid for going that shit at least makes it a job as opposed to an attempted good deed or whatever."

[thecrowingtobe]

"Yeah, well..." he frowned, bumping his feet together and leaned back to rest his head on a cabinet. "...I'm done with it. The last few so called days I have watched a woman get attacked. If this happens again tomorrow I will watch her get attacked and just stand there. Forget trying to help."

So grumpy. He ripped at his sweater and under shirt, leaving his arm mostly bare now, red and sore. But it felt better. Dropping his arm back so his hand could rest on the edge of the sink, he watched the masked man make a sandwich. "What have you been doing the past few not-days? Being a merc must really suck right now."

[the_dead_pool2]

Deadpool puts the sandwich in the microwave, and after closing it he looks over.

"Probably for the best. I'd have tried to profit from it already." he says casually tapping in a few numbers.

He makes a snort at the comment about his job sucking right now. He wasn't working today, and that was just plain awesome sauce in his opinion.

"Hardly, I've already gotten myself kicked out of twelve bars yesterday, wracking up a debt which would normally land me in prison, and there is no consequences!

Thursday the 8th // Apartments. Her room first making her way down // Open

[reginagloriae]

"My, my, my. I thought you've given up. It turns out I was wrong!"

Youko gasped in shock, looking away from the screen of her device to glance at the direction of her bed. There atop the mattress rested the blue monkey, cackling in delight at her futile efforts.

"I thought you'll smart to forget about going home, little girl. But turns out that I overestimated your intelligence. You can't discover anything of value if you do that."

She had left homework as a late night chore to try to find out anything useful about AGI or SERO and their access to the Core. All the information in the Network seemed too complicated or simply discouraging her to act. No, not discouraging her, because she wanted to search a way back to home sooner or later.

"T...That's..."

"You can't go home, missy", he continued, "When you leave this place, you'll be back into that other world. You'll probably suffer and die if you return there. Isn't it better if you give up and stay safe here?"

Youko looked away, feeling her eyes welling up with unshed tears. She missed her home so badly, but her intuition told her that what the monstrous ape was saying was true. She had grown used to her unseen visitor. No matter how much he tormented her, he hadn't lied to her yet. And she...

I want to go home.

"Although safe is relative, as long you're befriending people like that kid. I can't believe a stupid girl like you would just trust anyone!"

"Give me a break." Youko stood up, turning away from her demonic companion to walk towards the door. Oh god, she needed to clear her head; her heart weighted wearily. "I don't want to hear it." She didn't want him to continue and tell her something irreversible. She was grateful with Loki and his friends for all the help and kindness they had displayed. I can't let him turn me against them.

"Don't complain later if you got hurt, because I warned you." She heard him say as his laughter fit grew grating on her ears. The monkey faded from sight and she shut the door of her room. Sighing in relief, Youko stared at the exit of the apartment and tentatively walked outside.

It had passed a while since the explosions of the Starter Apartments, but the shock and her own timid nature made her politely withdraw herself in her room. She hadn't had many chances to see the house Loki had brought her in during those upsetting events. Nor she had spoken with many people. The prospect of a conversation terrified her. She had no idea what did her hosts and fellow guests expected from her.

(ooc; Notice that the monkey is only seen and heard by Youko, he's like a manifestation of her repressed subconscious).

Re: Thursday the 8th // Apartments. Her room first making her way down // Open

[doeswhathewants]

Much like the inconvenient younger sibling he was, Loki always had a tendency to show up when one least expected or wanted him to. Such was the case today, an ill-gotten Red Bull in his hand (likely the second or third by this hour) and eyebrows raised, "Hey Youko, you know, that whole talking to yourself thing? I hear it's pretty normal unless someone is answering you back. You know, someone that most other sane persons cannot see."

He was joking. Mostly.

"What are you doing, anyway? I think you've been cooped up here for too long, that's the problem. You need to get out and -ah- experience!" Loki nodded vigorously. More like, he was bored and Youko was the most convenient target at the moment. "Let's do something, yes?"

[reginagloriae]

Youko looked startled when Loki emerged from... wherever he did. He often surprised her, but her instinct usually told her when he was going to show up. Her throat grew dry when casually made a mention about her 'talking alone'. She

"Huh? I was just using the device," she lied with a perfectly straight face. "Someone was after my case with texting and I didn't feel like typing." She groaned at the effort. It was perfectly normal she told this person off, in other words.

She nodded, rubbing the back of her head. "I..." she thought about it, "I feel guilty because I stayed here without paying and I was hoping I could cook dinner or make a chore for our hosts." She blinked when he volunteered. "Are you going to help me?"

[doeswhathewants]

"Chores and cooking," He tapped a finger to the side of his cheek, then brightened. "Yes, I will help!" With magic, of course, because he had this lovely idea of animating the dishes and the cleaning supplies to do the job themselves.

And if this made Youko feel better, well, why not? And he had very little else to do, really.

[reginagloriae]

Youko studied his profile. He wanted to help, but she had never seen him do this type of housechore. She usually insisted to take care of this when they lived in the apartment on their own. "Huh. Really?" she asked, tentatively.

[doeswhathewants]

"Of course! I want to make things easier for you, Youko and if helping is how I can do that, then I shall," Loki responded earnestly. Then tipped his head, "Now, I think I remember how to do this...but we must do it properly."

Loki raised his hands and the radio clicked on, L’Apprenti Sorcier coming through the speakers, "That's more like it."

[reginagloriae]

"Huh."

That song was familiar. Youko didn't watch too many cartoons as a kid, neither anime or western stuff, but she had seen some classics that her father approved. Like Totoro or Snow White. That song was familiar. She remembered from where.

"Serrure-kun! Don't tell me that's..."

[doeswhathewants]

"Don't tell you what?" He asked, half distracted as the cleaning implements began exiting their cabinets and closets. "Come on, I need to keep an eye on the dishes so the sink doesn't run over," He grabbed her wrist and dragged her down to the kitchen where the sink was turning on by itself.

[reginagloriae]

"This ended up in disaster in that movie," Youko said, half alarmed when she saw the moving objects danced before her. She gasped and and ran behind him.

[doeswhathewants]

"Well yes, but he was also an apprentice, I am a god," Loki replied confidently as the water in the sink began to bubble and fill. Then he frowned for a moment, mouth pursing, "On the other hand, I cannot seem to recall the dispersion spell."

[reginagloriae]

"Y...You're joking right?" Youko's heart began to pound faster in anxiety. He could be trying to raise a reaction from her. She knew that. She wasn't hopelessly naive.

[doeswhathewants]

"Maybe," He grinned over his shoulder at her. There were still some pieces of the invocation's finish that were missing in his mind, but Loki was confident that when the time came he could patch something together.

The dishes, meanwhile, began washing themselves, sponges wiping down the counter and floors being swept and mopped.

[reginagloriae]

"Don't scare me like that..." Youko would have elbowed him for that bad joke if she wasn't so restrained and stiff about her reactions. It wouldn't be lady-like, would it?

She glanced at the objects doing all the work.

"But how can I help if you're doing this for me?"

[doeswhathewants]

"You will do the cooking, of course," Loki replied as though it were obvious. "That is the woman's division of labor, is it not? Cleaning perhaps usually is, but magic, that takes care of things."

[reginagloriae]

Huh?

She should, right? She was a girl and girls were expected to do the cooking. They should be meek and gentle, according to her father too. She hanged her head and slowly nodded.

"I'm not good with western dishes, I hope you don't mind Japanese cuisine."

[doeswhathewants]

He would have felt bad, but he was raised among the Aesir and they were a sexist lot. So for now, he inclined his head, "I'm sure it will be fine."

[reginagloriae]

"...I'm afraid I don't know if they aren't allergic to the ingredients." Youko wasn't even sure if they had radish and tofu to make oden. It was winter and that was typically served in winter.