33 Apocalypse Ave., Sunday Morning

[bitten_notshy]

To go by the dance the day before, half of creation had come back to the island for the weekend. Jack decided to ignore the paranoid edge niggling at him about how that was just asking for the island to get into one of its nastier moods in favor of getting a nice breakfast together. Ronan was staying for the weekend, as was Emma (of course), and he suspected there might be a former housemate or two who would want to stop by for the sake of nostalgia.

So he went to J,GOB's early that morning and bought a nice breakfast spread -- a few dozen bagels, cream cheese, smoked salmon and other fixings, plus a dozen assorted muffins for anyone who didn't appreciate the nirvana that was a really good bagel. He brewed a large pot of coffee and settled in with a poppyseed bagel liberally piled with salmon. Even if no one else showed up, this was an entirely civilized way to start a Sunday.

[OOC: Open to anybody staying in the house or anybody inclined to visit.]

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[not_in_the_book]

Ronan wandered down at some not-ungodly hour of the morning, making a beeline for the bagels. He passed on the smoked salmon, though.

"Thanks," he said, smiling at Jack, after biting, chewing, and swallowing his first mouthful. "This looks awesome. And for once I'm not cooking."

[icecoldfrost]

<<He made us coffee,>> Emma said mentally around a mouthful of bagel. <<Jack is a god among men.>>

[not_in_the_book]

That can't be new to you, love, Ronan retorted. Also. Coffee. Yes please where?

[icecoldfrost]

Emma just pointed in the direction of the coffee because: food. << Of course not, and he is amazing in many ways, but it should be reiterated regularly.>>

[not_in_the_book]

Ronan grinned. Amazing in many ways, he agreed. I well remember.

And that had been a fun night.

[icecoldfrost]

That earned him a bagel thrown at his head. <<Keep those mental images to yourself,>> Emma said, making a face at him. <<Ino's coming by with a broken brain, and I don't want any distractions floating in my head to screw up my work.>>

[not_in_the_book]

Ronan blinked. Shutting up, he agreed. Want me to go over some of the wards, make sure you've got a clean workspace?

[icecoldfrost]

Emma blew a kiss his way as she refilled her coffee. <<Besides, everyone knows distracting thoughts are for after the party starts>> she replied slyly. <<We're engaged to be engaged, not blind.>>

It was so nice to be able to talk to someone telepathically. Emma never wanted to use her Outside Voice EVER AGAIN.

<< And if you'd be willing to go over the wards, that'd be lovely. I'd also like you to take a discreet look at Ino. She's... not well.>>

[not_in_the_book]

I can do that, Ronan agreed. Both things. He was already running through potential spells to use on the existing wards, and there were a few new ones he'd learned that might be useful, too. Not well how?

[icecoldfrost]

<<Physically? Her eyes glow blue, and she's fatigued,>> Emma said. <<From what I gathered in her mind, she's got radiation poisoning, I think, from long-term exposure.>

[not_in_the_book]

You take her mind, then, Ronan said, and, if she'll let me, I'll check out her body?

[bitten_notshy]

"I figured that the guest could have the morning off," Jack told him, smiling back. "But how are you? It looked like you were having a good time at the dance."

[not_in_the_book]

Ronan nodded, his smile widening into a grin. "It was great to catch up with people. There are so many people on the island this weekend, it's ridiculous."

[bitten_notshy]

"I know. There were people there I hadn't seen in years," Jack nodded. "They went all out for this ... whatever we're supposed to be celebrating."

[not_in_the_book]

"Probably just... Fandom. Celebrating Fandom. Because why not, right?"

Ronan grabbed a mug of coffee after Emma helpfully pointed it out in the other thread, then settled down into a chair with a happy sigh. "It's nice to get away for the weekend, though."

[bitten_notshy]

"Why not?" Jack agreed. "Without Fandom we wouldn't be here having breakfast together, and that's something I'll never complain about."

He watched Ronan claim his coffee and smile proudly. He'd never be the cook Ronan was, but he had managed breakfast nicely. "I can imagine. What are you up to these days?"

[not_in_the_book]

"Believe it or not, settling in on Earth," Ronan explained. "Trying to decide what I want to do with the rest of my life that pays enough money to live but leaves me with enough free time for wizardry."

Unfortunately, that made medical school less of an option.

[bitten_notshy]

"Run a shop, maybe?" Jack suggested idly. "Or manage a bar somewhere. You're charming enough, and I can't say Devil's Nest is exactly demanding work."

[not_in_the_book]

"Even just work in a shop, I guess," Ronan admitted, "although... I don't know, it doesn't feel like enough for me."

Damned ambition, wanting to actually do something with his life.

"If I can't figure anything out, I may just go off-world again, long-term."

[bitten_notshy]

"Can't the wizarding be the thing to give you enough?" Jack asked. "The ob doesn't have to be more than a way to keep a roof over your head and clothes on your back."

He tore off a bit of bagel, eyed it thoughtfully. "Of course, I may be saying this because I like having you on Earth. You're more likely to visit that way."