5th Card Dealt [Action]

[kineticcajun]

[Gambit is back from his mission today, and, much as he hates to admit it, he's exhausted. It's not often that he gets worn out, but this mission definitely managed it. But still, tired as he is, he's got a few things to attend to before he heads back to his apartment. He just means to knock them out as quickly as he can so that he can knock out as quickly as he can.

And so, early afternoon finds him slipping into the Item Shop, careful not to make a sound on the way in, so he can leave a card - a joker, to be specific - on the counter as a sign that he's gotten back safely. His way back out isn't quite as quiet as he'd been hoping, though, and just before the door shuts, the bell goes off. Merde. So much for that.

Once that's done, it's off to the grocery store. Food. Food is definitely needed before he sleeps. Too hungry not to eat.

After nearly ten minutes of staring blankly at spices - he suspects he may have fallen asleep on his feet - Gambit shakes his head and decides to just grab a can of soup and some instant cornbread. Nevermind cooking. Easy stuff. Quick.

He hates cooking this kind of stuff, but pride be damned, he's too tired.

Eventually, he finds his way through the town and back to CH1 to make aforementioned soup and lurch his way into his apartment to sleep, but it's very slow going. Feel free to run into him anywhere on his journey~]

Comments

[fleurdesel]

[A handful of errands to run, mostly the store for another attempt at soup. Adele remains adamant it was her fault the first batch turned out so poorly and she should be banned from the kitchen but Helios and Ginia? Didn't see it that way, apparently. So she's walking to the store with a list in hand, blinking down at the ingredients when a familiar coat registers in her peripheral vision. Gambit.

Gambit who had been gone for six days. For whatever reason, and he's back, and he looks exhausted, and her reaction is somewhat involuntary. She whirls on her heel, sprints after him, manages a fairly impressive Jacksled slide once she's caught up and hauls the taller man into a tight hug. He was safe. He was back. He was safe.]

...Do not go off without telling me again.

[rashness]

[Hi neighbor.

Are you cooking something in this kitchen - or rather, do you want to? Because a fifteen year old kid with a tail is actually currently working on some curry rice over here. He was planning to split it with shiemi too because well. you know. Impressing her. So he's actually making more than is needed and possibly with more bitterness than he otherwise would have]

[tinyten]

[Somewhere in between the trip to the item shop and the grocery store, there will be a little girl wandering about and wondering just what's up with this guy. You look tired, man.]

Are you okay?

[redjacketthief]

[Lupin himself is also in the store, doctor's orders from the aftermath of his fight be dammed. He needed food, and he didn't want to rely on Jigen or Zenigata to go get it for him. Too prideful. Too independent.

Even with pride, he couldn't deny that moving still, after a couple of days. Breathing still hurt. He too is moving slowly, carefully, but making equal effort to give the impression that nothing is wrong...the stiffness in his motions betrays the truth, despite his best efforts.

He's in the soup aisle, staring at a line of cans and debating between the tomato and the broccoli cheddar, when he notices a familiar sillhouette. There was a certain man whose absence was noted. Don't think that he's not gonna approach.]

So. You're still here. And alive. What's up?

[touchofrogue]

[Rogue glances up at the chime of the bell on her door... and the curious lack of sound accompanying it. No footsteps. She's not playing her music very loudly today, she should be able to hear...

She peers her head out of an aisle.]

Hello?

[And she starts walking up towards the door... any chance of catching a glimpse of who was there?]

[mikanthief]

[If she got a good look at him first, she might not have tried this. Bouncy teenager brushing past, Gambit. /o/ She's a very light touch, but there are some things you just can't slip by certain people.]