SUB-OPERATION: Spring Broke

[Requine]

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The next morning, at 2pm, Cass is in the kitchen cooking. Unlike her precise twirling from pan to pan the other night, she's slow. One shoulder is bound up with hastily, self applied bandages that restrict her movement. Still, she's valiantly making tacos for the house to eat.

Her eyes are also red. The Knight-Captain has been crying.

The Templar struggling to cook ground beef and maintain dignity is somewhat of a sad sight.

 

[The Mereland]

Grace rushes over after she comes down stairs, a slight drag in her gait. She loops her arms around Cass' shoulder. "Sit down, okay? I can finish up here," she says softly, voice full of concern.

 

[Requine]

Cass resolutely pokes at the sizzling beef. "I am fine." She says, refusing to make eye contact and staring at the pan instead. "Totally A OK fine."

 

[Sarah Willis]

Sarah stumbles down, notes that the cooking is in firmer hands than hers, and pulls a chair out for Cass, nodding slightly. "Hey, when someone lets you be lazy, you take it, right?"

 

[Requine]

"No, I am going to cook the beef and I'm going to GRATE THE GOD DAMN CHEESE and CHOP UP THE LETTUCE and make the most DELICIOUS TACOS FOR THE ENTIRE HOUSE BECAUSE I AM FINE."

 

[Ian Glenisle-Rothcraft]

Ian jogs in. His acid wounds from the night before were almost healed, but he wore a cap for his jog. His workout clothes were form fitting, showing off his lean and very toned muscles. "Lunch! Thank you."

 

[Sarah Willis]

"... Alright, I was gonna support you, Grace, but holy shit tacos for breakfast is a-okay with me. Can I do anything to help that I won't fuck up, Cass?" She leans on the seat, smiling at the cooking woman.

 

[The Mereland]

Grace actually flinches a little. "okay," she says, quiet and uncharacteristically meek. She saunters over to the table, sits down and stares fixedly at the top of it.

 

[Ian Glenisle-Rothcraft]

Ian raised a brow. "I can help with the chopping too?" He's wondering if he should just back out of the kitchen.

 

[Helfdan]

Blake comes in via the sliding door at the back, clad only in board shorts, toweling himself off. He obviously went for another swim/run combo, and his face, chest, and shoulders are looking pretty red. He surveys the scene through his shades, and his hands ball into massive fists. "Is she alright, Ms. Mereland? What happened here?" He looks around suspiciously, as if expecting to see intruders somewhere.

 

[Russell K. Kobayashi]

Russell enters, buttoning up a shirt as he does so. "Hi, all. It smells..."

He trails off as he sees the clear tension in the room, and Cass's state.

"Great," he finishes almost inaudibly. He gives Grace a quick, concerned look.

 

[The Mereland]

Grace glances up at the newcomers, quietly shrugs. Stares at the table some more. She does look a little disturbed, but not near as much as Cass.

 

[Requine]

Cass begins plating beef and stubbornly trying to one handedly grate cheese. It's not going well.

"Ezekiel King is dead." She finally says.

 

[Ian Glenisle-Rothcraft]

Ian hesitantly stood beside Grace and gave her an awkward one armed hug.

 

[Russell K. Kobayashi]

Russell sighs inwardly, nodding. He pauses by Grace, squeezing her shoulder in an echo of Ian's gesture. He then moves to Cass's side, silently gathering her used prep dishes and bowls. "May I?" He asks softly.

 

[Sarah Willis]

"Cool. That the reason for the awesome fucking Tacos?" Sarah tries to smile, before the mood of the room consumes the gesture alive.

 

[The Mereland]

Ian gets an equally awkward side-hug back, and Russ earned a faint smile. She still seems unsure what to do with herself, although she's not nearly as spacey as before.

 

[Requine]

Cass finally gives her spot in the kitchen up, sitting on Grace's other side.

"Sorry." She mutters. "I just thought, y'know. I'd do a victory lap after I killed the bastard. And yet, here we are. Seems the same as always, doesn't it?" Cass offers a hand to squeeze. "Sorry I'm a big dumb jerk."

And then she takes in the rest of the room. "You wanna tell me what happened at the Rail? I was..."

She taps at her shoulder.

"Rasslin' King."

 

[Jericho Blake]

Blake relaxes, then grabs a diet soda from the fridge and sits at the kitchen table. It slips his mind he had meant to put a shirt on before joining the others.

 

[Sarah Willis]

"Well, we went in, Grace got drugged, Doctor Bees went for a leak, Terry sent the place into chaos and drugged the demon lady with holy vodka, then... Karsgaard 2: Demon skinnier." Sarah shrugs, smirking at Cass. "Not as well as you guys did."