Nolan Home for Wayward Refugees, 33 Apocalypse, Friday Evening

[not_in_the_book]

The menu finally planned, the guests on their way -- or already arrived, and dinner already cooking, Ronan felt prepared for dinner.

The smells -- and sounds -- coming out of his kitchen were probably enough to make his guests mouth water, but that was, really, par for the course when it came to Ronan. And no, you weren't allowed into the kitchen to help.

[Up early-ish for SP; open to all the Wayward Refugees, OCD on its way!]

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Re: After Dinner

[bitten_notshy]

"Right. We'll have to switch to something a little less potent if we want to have that drunken orgy," Jack called after him.

Re: After Dinner

[not_in_the_book]

A couple of clinks as Ronan collects the glasses, and then, as he returns -- bowl of sugarcubes and pitcher of water following behind him in what's a rather blatant use of wizardry -- he retorts, "And here I was thinking to avoid the absinthe-fueled orgy."

He paused.

"Not that I'd object to an orgy with all of you, but I'd rather be in full, or at least almost full, control of my faculties at the time."

Re: After Dinner

[bitten_notshy]

Jack smiled. "I think we'd all enjoy it more if we didn't think green fairies were about to attack us," he agreed. "But for tonight, just drinking should be enough."

Re: After Dinner

[not_in_the_book]

"Now, orgies aside," Ronan said, "I... don't know that we've sorted out sleeping arrangements for the evening?"

Re: After Dinner

[bitten_notshy]

"We didn't," Jack agreed, and studied Ronan over the rim of his glass with concern and amusement mingled in his expression. "Did you have a suggestion about them you wanted to share?"

His curse was too new for him to be comfortable with much more than flirting -- at least, until he knew for sure he couldn't infect his friends. But he wasn't about to give up the flirting.

Re: After Dinner

[not_in_the_book]

"Mostly that you're welcome to sleep anywhere you're comfortable," Ronan assured him. "Whether the bed is otherwise occupied or not, and whether or not any other... activities... are on the menu."

What? Actually sleeping with someone was nice, too, and Ronan wanted to make sure that Jack knew he wasn't afraid of him, no matter what he might have become.

Re: After Dinner

[bitten_notshy]

Jack smiled, more genuinely. "You're sweet. I'll figure it out after a little more absinthe."

Probably he'd still sleep alone, but it was nice to know he didn't have to.

Re: After Dinner

[not_in_the_book]

Yeah, that's about what Ronan expected, really. He smiled back, reaching out to squeeze Jack's hand. "And, hey," he said, "when I say anywhere, I mean anywhere -- one of the beds, the couch, the bathtub, the floor, the roof..."

... Ronan occasionally failed at humour.

Re: After Dinner

[bitten_notshy]

Jack squeezed back gratefully. "You'd have me sleep on the roof in January after a meal like this? Ronan, I know you're a good healer, but I'm not sure you want to test it on me again so soon."