Magic Box, Wednesday, 11/12

[wannabe-pan.livejournal.com]

Andrew stood by the front door and looked out the window. It was a gray day, cold, and he was regretting having only worn a light jacket. Still, it seemed somewhat fitting for the week.

Try as he might, he couldn't stop thinking about what had happened on this island a year ago. He should be thankful to be healthy, glad that most of his friends had made it through that week alive. Most...

The Magic Box was opened.

[ooc: open (as stores tend to be) if somewhat emo...]

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[new-to-liirness.livejournal.com]

There was a knock on the door around lunchtime. He held up a bag and wiggled a hand, asking it if Andrew might be hungry with a hopeful smile.

[wannabe-pan.livejournal.com]

Andrew returned the smile and stepped over to open the door. The chiming bell breaking the silence.

"You brought me food!" He hadn't even thought about lunch, but realized now he was quite hungry.

[new-to-liirness.livejournal.com]

He nodded.

"It packed well. And I haven't seen you for a while."

He looked around the shop for a moment.

"May I come in?"

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"Of course," Andrew replied, stepping out of the way. "It's good to see you." And it really was. "I was just," standing here staring out the window, "dusting some things."

Not that he had a dust cloth.

[new-to-liirness.livejournal.com]

"And you," he said politely as he stepped into the shop.

Liir didn't comment on the lack of a dust cloth, though he noticed it, and instead tipped his chin towards the counter.

"There?"

For the food.

[wannabe-pan.livejournal.com]

"Sure, that works. Do we need anything? Cups? Plates? Serving wenches?" He made his way over to the counter.

[new-to-liirness.livejournal.com]

He laughed and shook his head as he followed.

"I brought forks and the drinks are in jars, so if you don't mind drinking from a jar, we shouldn't need cups," he admitted as he put the bag down.

"How are you? How have you been?"

[wannabe-pan.livejournal.com]

"I've been busy. Tired." He looked back out the window. "I miss my Californian weather. Winter coats aren't my thing."

[new-to-liirness.livejournal.com]

He smiled.

"Sounds nice, no winter. Kiamo Ko could get blistering cold. Not as bad as up in the Glikkus or some of the spots up in Gilikin which can get Ozdamned cold," and he realized after a moment Andrew knew as such, "as you know. But grassland or not, we bundled up.

"I used to hate this weather, but it's not so bad now."

[wannabe-pan.livejournal.com]

"So what are we having for lunch?" he asked, rubbing his stomach in anticipation.

[new-to-liirness.livejournal.com]

He grinned as he put out the food.

"Chicken, rolled omelette, fried rice, and a rice cake dessert," he offered as he got to the jars.

"And two jars of honey lemon tea that I put in the icebox."

[wannabe-pan.livejournal.com]

"You always make the tastiest things," he commented. "I really should learn to experiment more."

[new-to-liirness.livejournal.com]

"As long as people like it," he said with a smile as he opened his jar of tea and took a sip.

"What've you been up to, hmm? Anything of interest?"

[wannabe-pan.livejournal.com]

"I've been spending a lot of time alone," he replied. "Kind of boring. I guess I need to step things up, right? I mean, Fandom isn't exactly the place for boredom."

[new-to-liirness.livejournal.com]

Liir shook his head as he put out the forks.

"I don't see any trouble with it, but I'm something of a shut in myself, so perhaps I can't say," he admitted with a flash of a grin.

"Any place can be boring. Any place can be exciting. It's all a matter of perspective, really."

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Tony stopped by in the afternoon. He hadn't been in the store for a while and was surprised at the new look. "Remodel?" he asked Andrew.

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Andrew looked about the store and scowled. "I wasn't consulted," he said. "I think it lacks that charm it used to have now. It's just kinda... gaudy."

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"It's... a lot," Tony admitted, looking around. He turned back to Andrew and leaned on the counter. "How've you been?"

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Andrew smiled, easy to do with Tony so close, and leaned on the counter as well. "Pretty good," he lied. "Busy with school work and stuff. How about you?"

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"Busy too," Tony said. "But good." He paused. "I'm sorry about Henry the other day. He can be kind of-" Tony wasn't sure how to describe it without going into the whole Prince of Man/Prince of Darkness thing. "Overprotective," he said finally.

[wannabe-pan.livejournal.com]

Andrew hadn't really been bothered by the overprotective streak. He thought it was rather charming in a strange way.

"Henry was great. I'm sorry I couldn't stick around longer to hang out with you guys."

[wantstodirect]

That made one of them. Tony didn't mind Henry's protectiveness when it came to monsters but he could really do without it when it came to friends.

"Nah," he said, with a wave of his hand. "He had to catch a plane, anyway. Didn't stay very long that night." A slowly spinning shelf caught his eye for a moment. Pretty over-the-top in his opinion. He looked back at Andrew. "You wanna maybe do something this weekend?"

[wannabe-pan.livejournal.com]

"Yes, please," he replied without hesitation. "Anything you want. Anywhere you want. Just something." Andrew needed a distraction. "I have, um, plans on Friday, in the morning, but other than that, I'm free."

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Tony frowned slightly and touched Andrew's hand. "Are you all right?"

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"I'm fine. It's just that, um..." He paused, frowned, and scratched the back of his head. "It just isn't the best of weeks," he said, amending his early comment about things being 'pretty good.'

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"Anything I can do?" Tony asked, mentally scrapping the plan to do his Art of War assignment by asking Andrew to cook.

[wannabe-pan.livejournal.com]

He leaned a little closer to Tony. "Just... don't get sick. And, if you find a strange ship off the coast of the island, don't go explore it. Not this week."

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Tony gave him a puzzled look, but nodded. "All right. So something this weekend of the distraction variety?"

[wannabe-pan.livejournal.com]

"That sounds perfect," Andrew said, managing a smile. "And there should be tasty food involved. And maybe some kind of mindless entertainment."

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"Sounds like a plan. Saturday good for you?" Tony asked.

[wannabe-pan.livejournal.com]

"I'm all yours, kind sir," he replied. He leaned a little closer. "Do with me what you will."

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Tony leaned in as well. "I'm looking forward to it," he grinned.

[wannabe-pan.livejournal.com]

"And, um, maybe Saturday night, if you want, maybe we could have a sleepover?" It was, after all, getting rather chilly at night.

[wantstodirect]

It was getting chilly. Tony might be Canadian but he'd never liked the cold. Tony's grin widened. "I'd like that a lot." He brushed his thumb over Andrew's hand.

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"Great! We can watch a movie or two, play games, you can check out my comic book collection..." Andrew bounced.

"It'll be fun."

[wantstodirect]

That wasn't the entirety of what Tony was expecting, but it did sound like fun. "Cool," Tony grinned. "Should we get take-out or something?"

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"Or I could fix something," he offered. It would totally give him something to focus his nervous energy towards.

[wantstodirect]

"That'd be great!" Tony said. Andrew had offered, so he could count it towards the class assignment and not feel guilty about manipulating him. Plus, real homemade food!