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When; Saturday, 10/27
Rating; Unknown, but Circus-related body horror in many threads
Characters; Bruce Banner, Luke, Serrure, Sif, Asami Sato, open to anyone in City Solutions or with a good reason to be there
Summary; Bruce has ended up treating several of the Circus' victims and now they're cluttering up his lab and apartment. Open post for people to visit Luke, Serrure, and Asami or pester Bruce (and possibly Sif)
Log;

Bruce's lab and apartment hadn't been intended as a makeshift hospital ward, but there they were. He'd set Asami up in his bedroom and Luke and Serrure were still kept in separate rooms to keep their magnetism from dragging their wounded bodies back together.

He's immediately available by network, but at the moment he's in his kitchen brewing up some chamomile tea. More accurately the water's heating and he has his forehead pressed against the stainless steel door of his fridge.

[ooc: Just set up threads for the various temporary residents for easy visitation.]

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No, from what I saw of him, he's a pretty amiable guy. God.

[He shakes the first omelet out onto a plate and pours the rest of the eggs into the pan before he sets the omelet in front of Sif with a fork.] Anything to drink?

Effusively so. [He'd forgive many wrongs, and that - she thinks - says a lot.

But enough about why Thor is awesome.] Water, please.

[Water coming right up before he turns back to tend to his own breakfast. The lull in conversation lets him think about other, less positive things and he's not ready for the short break to be over yet.]

I'm still expecting wild west movie night when things are less crazy. Are you still on?

[She looks up from her food, and nods.] I would like that. If things settle, if not when.

This is very good.

If. [He tosses the knife into the sink a little too roughly.] If it doesn't get better, I'm going to make it much worse.

I will assist. [She takes a sip of water.] And in the ruins and tears of our enemies, we can drag a couch and watch those movies.

[Well done, Sif, you distracted him from his mounting anger. He barks a laugh and the tension goes out of his shoulders.]

We might want something other than westerns for that.

[That gets her grinning.] I would be open to a musical, for poetic justice.

I'll let you pick. [He slides his omelet out onto a plate and cleans up perfunctorily before coming around to the other side of the breakfast bar to pull up a seat next to Sif.]

Edible?

I like it. [Proven by the fact that she's already eaten three fork-fulls. Because shut up Serrure she so knows how to use a fork.]

Good. [He settles in to eat, leaning up once over the bar to grab his tea, and keeps his head down until he's cleared half his plate.]

Thanks for coming up. [He steals a glance in her direction.] I probably spend too much time on my own, too.

I can say the same. [She finishes her food with a smile. It's a contrast to the tension from yesterday and the day before that.]

Thank you for the meal. I will remember to bring tea the next time.

Thanks. [He finishes his food and collects her plate with his to clean up.]

I have to believe things are going to get better. I can think about what to do if they don't, but I believe that they will.

Whichever the case, we will keep our feet on the ground, so to speak. You can let me know about their progress, if you wish.

I'll let you know if there are any changes. If you have to bring anyone else in, let me know and I'll be ready for them.

[Sigh. The break and talk was nice, but reality's seeping in.]

[She looks at the watch. Sighs.] Unfortunately, my day starts in a few minutes, so I should go.

Mine too. [He leaves the dishes in the sink and comes back to face her, the counter between them serving as a comfortable no man's land.] Drop by more often, okay? I can cook for two as easily as for one.

[She nods, a quirk of her lips.] I will keep it in mind. Have a calm day.