Caritas, Friday, 05/22

[living_endless]

Didi loved the Friday before holiday weekends. Everyone seemed more relaxed. Somehow, it even happened on the island -- where it wasn't like most people worked a five-day week to start with. And because Memorial Day marked the start of summer, it was even better: The anticipation in the air was electric.

She made up some lemonade-based cocktails and sipped one of them slowly as she sat at the bar, pretending she was already on the beach.

[OOC: Open post, open bar!]

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[throughaphase]

Kitty had been meaning to come in and check in, but her last few weeks had been a little nuts. So today was the day she got to come in and say, "How's it going, not-really-new girl?"

[living_endless]

"So far so good," Didi said, with a little wave of greeting. "It's been quiet last few weeks, but that's probably just how it goes sometimes."

[throughaphase]

"Pretty much. And last week was the mixer, so." And then everything went crazy. "Quiet can be good now and then, I guess."

[living_endless]

"And it's not like it's going to last for long," Didi nodded. "Besides, the Mixer was fun. I stopped by before my shift and ran into a ton of people I hadn't seen since high school."

[throughaphase]

"Was it weird?" Kitty wondered.

[living_endless]

"LIttle bit, yeah," Didi admitted. "My old roommate didn't think he was going to see me again, so he kind of spazzed."

[throughaphase]

"Hopefully in a good way," Kitty said. She'd seen reunions like that go either way.

[living_endless]

"Yeah, so ... you know how everybody here has some really long, really interesting, borderline unbelievable story?" Didi asked. "One of those things got in the way."

She reflected.

"He seemed happy to see me, anyhow."

[throughaphase]

"You know you can't say something like that without making me curious, right?" Kitty said. "It's impossible."

[living_endless]

"I know," Didi acknowledged. "But 'technically I died, but it was cool because I'm immortal' isn't the kind of thing you want to spring on somebody without warning. Not somebody you like, anyhow."

[throughaphase]

"Actually, between mutants and vampires, there's nothing in that that I'm not sort of used to," Kitty said thoughtfully. "Don't know what that says about me..."

[living_endless]

"That you're from a world like mine," Didi guessed. "Or that you've been here way too long. I'm not sure which. The deal is, I'm my world's embodiment of death. Or an aspect of it, anyhow."

[throughaphase]

Kitty had to turn that over in her head for a second. "Okay, when you say 'death,' you mean...?"

[furnaceface]

//So, I won't be chased out if I don't buy a drink, will I?// Jono was peeking his head into the bar, and then just sort of smiling and making his way over to have himself a seat. //I never was much of a Friday night drinker, really.//

[living_endless]

"No chasing you out," Didi promised, with a flash of grin. "But does that mean you don't want to try my blueberry vodka lemonade?"

[furnaceface]

//Well, I wouldn't be the one drinking it, would I?// Jono leaned forward a little, elbows on the bar. //But that does sound divine. I think it's the berries. I'm a sucker for berries, apparently.//

Who knew, right?

[living_endless]

"Well," Didi said, cheeks holding the faintest pink tint at the memory, "you and berries do have a history."

It was a nice memory. She cleared hr throat unnecessarily so she wouldn't dwell on it.

"But I've been trying lemonade with all kinds of vodka," she continued, delicately stirring her cocktail with a straw. "Mango was nice. Raspberry was nice. Chocolate was even worse than it sounds."

[furnaceface]

There was something kind of wonderful about that blush. Jono couldn't resist being a complete brat and just winking at her as she cleared her throat.

A few moments later, and he was behaving himself again. More or less.

//... I haven't had lemonade in what is probably years,// he noted, //but the prospect of putting chocolate into it, with or without the vodka, is... appalling. I think what I am experiencing is actually a visceral 'no' reaction.//

All kinds of no.

[living_endless]

"Oh, it was the worst idea ever," Didi confirmed, giving him a sidelong glance under her lashes. "But I figure if I'm trying lemonade with very other kind of vodka, and I leave chocolate out because it sounds gross ... I dunno. I thought it might make the chocolate vodka would feel neglected."

She seemed, and was, perfectly sober. Alcohol didn't do much for her.

[furnaceface]

Jono probably would have thoughtfully pursed his lips at that, if he had any.

//... You suppose chocolate vodka can feel neglected? I think I probably would've cut my losses and put it into a mocha or something instead, at the very least.//

It seemed far more appetizing. Now he kind of wanted to know what it was like.

[living_endless]

"But that would have broken the whole thing of making lemonade cocktails," Didi said, and she actually was</> pursing her lips thoughtfully over the whole ridiculous issue.

"Okay. Your choice. Blueberry vodka and lemonade first, or chocolate vodka in mocha?"

[furnaceface]

And suddenly, Jono was spoiled for choice. He blinked and tilted his head for a few seconds, before drumming his fingers on the bar once and replying.

//I'm going to have to try the blueberry vodka and lemonade,// he settled on. //For now. Since it comes so highly recommended, and all. Anyway, I imagine it'd be faster to prepare than the mocha. I'm all for instant gratification tonight, apparently.//

[living_endless]

"Good choice," Didi nodded. "Especially because I don't know how to work the milk steamer yet, so it might have been pretty crappy mocha."

She stirred the blueberry vodka and lemonade again with her straw, said, "Okay, do your thing" a little awkwardly, and took a long sip.

[furnaceface]

Her awkwardness was actually sort of amusing, Jono thought, though he was going to be kind and not poke too much fun at her about it, really. She was doing him a favour, after all. And, after a few seconds of psionically sifting through that unfathomable sprawl that was Death, he found a familiar piece in there and clung for dear life.

Or, well, hitched a ride along her sense of taste, at least. It wasn't exactly invasive - unless somebody was a telepath paying close attention to what he was up to, they normally wouldn't even notice that he was doing so.He closed his eyes for a moment, and then tilted his head a bit and just savoured the flavour.

//Oh, that is nice,// he decided. //The blueberry plays nice with the lemon, and it isn't too vodka...ey. S'probably dangerous for just that reason.//

[living_endless]

"Probably," Didi said, smiling at him. It wasn't that she was nervous about telepaths,but having Jono in her head was somehow ... different in a way she wasn't comfortable putting a name to.

Better just to enjoy it, really.

"But that's the point of fruity summer drinks, isn't it? They're sweet, and so people drink a lot of them before they realize the room's gotten all spinny."