RP > nostalgia strikes again

[gearsof.livejournal.com]

[ It is a relatively quiet day in the apartment of one Saga Laskaris- unless you were to wander into the kitchen. Then you would find all manner of things happening, dishes heaped up everywhere, and some very tantalizing smells coming from the sizzling skillets on the stove top. In the middle of it is Alabaster, in a simple t-shirt and jeans (and no shoes. Just socks), bustling back and forth, metallic arms zipping everywhere. ]

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[looneyrune.livejournal.com]

[ after a lovely week with family members and no runes, Saga's back in Massachusetts and spending the rare day at the museum to finish up some work. But that's just been completed, so now she's heading back to the apartment yay \o/ ]

[gearsof.livejournal.com]

[ Alabaster, oddly enough, won't be there. He'd gone for a walk, and stumbled upon a charming little clock shop. And he's still there, possibly engaging in some kind of impromptu job interview with the owner ]

[looneyrune.livejournal.com]

... [ well, this is definitely odd. But it's not unusual for him to go off on his own for hours at a time, so she's putting worry aside and tackling the task of cooking dinner ]

[gearsof.livejournal.com]

[ He's a long time in coming, but eventually he shows up- seeming a bit more chipper than usual ] Saga?

[looneyrune.livejournal.com]

[ and she's actually retrieving a casserole from the oven! ]

Huh-- Alabaster? Welcome back!

[gearsof.livejournal.com]

I apologize if I kept you waiting, but- [ there is a grin there. Nay, a smile ] -I believe I've just found a job.

[looneyrune.livejournal.com]

Really? [ that's enough to make her light up, and she pauses long enough to set the casserole down on the counter before she's trotting over for a congratulatory hug. Because that's what she does. ] That's great, and you'd better tell me everything!

[gearsof.livejournal.com]

[ the hug gives him pause, but he returns it eventually- if a little awkwardly ] I don't suppose you're familiar with a little clock repair shop called the Clockmaker, are you?

[looneyrune.livejournal.com]

... I think I ran into it when I got lost once. The one with the big clock on the front, right? Gold lettering on the windows?

[gearsof.livejournal.com]

That would be the one.

[looneyrune.livejournal.com]

That's perfect for you!

[gearsof.livejournal.com]

It is rather fitting, isn't it?

[looneyrune.livejournal.com]

We should celebrate! ... Somehow. Aaah, I wish I'd known earlier, I could've done a cake...

[gearsof.livejournal.com]

Don't trouble yourself on my account, Saga.

[looneyrune.livejournal.com]

It isn't trouble, dummy. Anyone would want to do that for a friend.

[gearsof.livejournal.com]

I-- Very well, then. What do you propose we do?

[looneyrune.livejournal.com]

You don't seem much like the drinking type... got a favorite cake flavor?

[gearsof.livejournal.com]

I'm not... and I don't know that I have one.

[looneyrune.livejournal.com]

Well, we've got... chocolate, lemon, spice... [ rummaging in one of the cabinets ]

[gearsof.livejournal.com]

Surprise me.

[looneyrune.livejournal.com]

... That's dangerous. [ but she's grinning ] That means staying out of the kitchen until I'm done. Got it?

[gearsof.livejournal.com]

It will be difficult, but I suppose I can endure. [ to the livingroom! awaaaaaay ]

[looneyrune.livejournal.com]

[ cheerfully getting to work, and it'll be about an hour before she's reemerging with... cake mix on her shirt and frosting on her cheek, but looking very proud of herself ]

You'll have to cover your eyes for this part.

[gearsof.livejournal.com]

[ he was reading something- now he's just giving her a skeptical look ] Must I?

[looneyrune.livejournal.com]

If you don't, I will.