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Post by nightwitch588 on Jul 13, 2016 11:06:45 GMT -8
Hurrying through HQ Natalya tried to clean her hands and face with a napkin and make herself atleast somewhat presentable. She had meant to shower and change before meeting the rest of her team for dinner, but lost track of time while out in her shed. The boys would have to do with an overall-clad, slightly grease-covered Natalya for this evening.
She reached the small Italian restaurant they had decided on and slipped in, finding Cecilio and Atticus already at their table, an open bottle of red wine between them. Unsurprisingly, Sen was still absent despite her being late already. The boy seemed to make a point of not arriving on time.
Natalya took one of the free chairs with a sigh. "Sozhaleyushchiy for being late, I was working and forgot time..."
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Post by poisonedwine on Jul 13, 2016 11:20:22 GMT -8
The older looking gentlemen was enjoying the quiet atmosphere of the restaurant with Atticus when he heard Natalya. Cecilio nods at the arrival of the only female member of their team, taking note of her attire but doesn't comment on it. The Italian restaurant wasn't a fancy one in the first place so neither the staff nor patron would mind. Taking a moment to sip his wine first, Cecilio paused before commenting, "Being on time doesn't seem to be the motto of our team in the first place."
Cecilio taps the menu that was left on the table. "We already ordered for ourselves, I recommend the lasagna," he said, "Though the wine isn't too bad.."
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Post by godsavethequeen on Jul 13, 2016 12:28:38 GMT -8
Atticus watched his reflection in the wine a bit boredly. They'd already ordered their food while they were waiting for the other two teammates to show up, and the oldest apprentice was suddenly bored. When you were as old as him - everything seemed to become... repetitive.... and old. The brunette breathed out through his nose as his yes went up to Natalya as she entered the room. Finally. Even though she was a bit of a mess, he had no room to complain - not that he cared. He was dressed in little more than a t-shirt and jeans. Nothing fancy.
Atticus leaned his chin on his hand, looking to Natalya and then back to Cecilio. So civil. He admittedly liked these two far more than he liked Sen at present - the child was a handful at best. "Can't be helped - work is work." he said in response to Natalya's apology, giving a casual shrug as though he really didn't care at all either way.
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Post by poisonedwine on Jul 13, 2016 20:10:50 GMT -8
Cecilio sips his wine again while Natalya settles down. He turns his attention back to their oldest member at his comment but merely nods in acknowledgement at it. This is one of the few times that they're all available for dinner. They haven't really spent that much time as a team to begin with; even their reaping schedules seem to always coincide with each other but at different locations. Outside of their jobs, they all have different interests. Atticus would wander off somewhere with a vague goodbye, Natalya would be holed up in that shed of hers, Sen would be in his own little designing world, and Cecilio would find the nearest quiet area to tuck into his book and smoke his cigar.
It all seems like such a blur to the Italian. He hasn't even fully processed what their team room looks like. Hence, the meeting at the restaurant. He can't complain about the choice though.
Thinking back to the present, Cecilio eyes the only empty chair in the four-person table. By now they're all pretty used to Sen being late, so no surprise there.
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Post by nightwitch588 on Jul 14, 2016 7:46:08 GMT -8
Picking up the menu Natalya gave a sheepish shrug. "Wasn't exactly work-work, but hobby-work." She glanced over the available options, then decided to just follow Cecilios suggestion of lasagna. "I am almost finished with... well, you see in good time. How was your day? I hope good, da?"
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Post by poisonedwine on Jul 14, 2016 20:03:25 GMT -8
"It was as usual," Cecilio replied. "A reaping done in Italy before handing off a weapon I found to Atticus here."
The Italian leans back in his chair after putting his glass of wine down, hands clasped on the table as they waited for the server to come over. He was also dressed a little more casually than usual. His suit jacket was draped on his chair, leaving him in his shirt, tie, vest and matching pants. Not quite... casual but casual enough for Cecilio. His hair is also not gelled back.
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Post by 2sexy4u on Jul 15, 2016 0:35:25 GMT -8
Sen was late, as usual. He strolled into the restaurant and after flirting a few more minutes with a hostess was led to the table his teammates were already seated at. Dressed in a cuffed long sleeve shirt and some jean shorts he slid into a seat and flipped his shades up onto his head. He turned to greet Nat with a playful wink. "Sup babe, enjoying your day I hope?"
He then cast a bored expression to the other occupants. "And you other two." The contrast of his mannerism between the one female teammate and the two males was vastly different. He eyed the menu after that and mentally decided on a breaded chicken Parmesan. He was ready when they were, the sooner they ate the sooner he could leave. He wasn't into eating out with dudes,
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Post by poisonedwine on Jul 15, 2016 4:53:11 GMT -8
Seeing their final teammate walk in, Cecilio waved their server over so the two can order.
He doesn't take offense with Sen's treatment and merely nods at the fashion designer. The youngest of their group certainly has his walls up when he's around his teammates, even with Natalya at times. It's only natural according to his personality. Before being assigned with his new team members, Cecilio has only ever seen them in passing. He would only stop by to chat briefly with Natalya about the Wars several times. To be honest, Cecilio wasn't entirely sure why he was assigned with the other three but so far, there hasn't really been any major incident among them. At least, not that Cecilio knows of anyway.
Ah, he barely remembers his previous team members. He's certainly getting forgetful in his older age. Is this what Atticus feels? Why he always has a bored look on his face? ....No use thinking too hard on that, he's got plenty of time to do so later.
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Post by godsavethequeen on Jul 15, 2016 19:17:30 GMT -8
Atticus watched the interactions between Natalya and Cecilio with little interest. However, as soon as Sen walked in, Atticus resisted the urge to sigh aloud. Sen was... odd, to the older male. The brunette felt as though the young man had a napoleon complex. He was remarkably short, at least to Atticus, and yet he acted as in a way as though to try and make himself seem much bigger, taller, and more important.
Atticus eyed the sunglasses with mild amusement before his eyes went back to Cecilio as the man gestured for the server to come back over so the two new arrivals could order. Looking at his teammates, Atticus felt a small twist of regret in the deepest pit of his stomach. His previous team just before this one had been compatible, respectful, but distant at best. Most of them had been wary of him - the circumstances of the team shuffling at that point had been well known, and they had been... cautious at best.
The team before that however, had been irreplaceable in Atticus's mind. And as he looked at his newest team, he felt an overwhelming sense of uncertainty. It was doubtful these three could compare to the others he had so loved, and it was nothing short of worrying for the older male. Not for just his sake, of course, but for the sake of their teamwork. So far he couldn't see compatibility. If it stayed that way... he was concerned for their success in pulling off reap orders and other such missions.
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Post by poisonedwine on Jul 16, 2016 9:23:10 GMT -8
Sniffing his wine, Cecilio frowns when he caught another scent in the air. It was the grease that clung onto Natalya's coveralls. It's good that she has a hobby that she's so passionate about but Cecilio would like to remind her that grease is hard to get off so she should be careful not to ruin too much of her clothes. He thinks back on how Natalya would probably not be admitted to the restaurant in the living world but he supposes that's one of the charms of being dead now; everyone has their own unique appearance. Even the unusually dressed are accepted.
With his free hand, Cecilio reached into his pocket and hands Natalya his handkerchief, "You missed a spot."
Cecilio took another sip from his wine after passing the cloth, thinking back on his order. He ordered an Entrecôte cut steak with a raspberry sauce reduction and some steamed buttered vegetable on the side. A perfect compliment to his wine.
Even if this dinner would prove fruitless in their attempts of building up the team, at least the food would be good.
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Post by nightwitch588 on Jul 16, 2016 23:00:53 GMT -8
"Business as usual, da?" Natalya nodded at Cecilio, turning to watch Sen as he arrived. She rolled her eyes at his entrance but smiled as she replied "Is fantastic. One of these days, I will buy you pocketwatch."
When the server came over she ordered her meel and a second bottle of wine, because one surely wouldn't be enough for four people.
She took the handkerchief from Cecilio with a muttered "Spasibo papa" and a slight eyeroll, but went to remove said spot.
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Post by 2sexy4u on Jul 18, 2016 9:42:47 GMT -8
Sen grinned at Nat's nudge at his lateness and chuckled as he replied. "It wouldn't help, I've always run on my own time. Trust me, my parents tried the watch already, I just ignore it. I do what I want."
He glanced to the napkin handed over from the old man and looked to his menu. "Might as well reach across the table and wipe it off yourself there Daddykins." He commented dryely. He didn't really care one way or the other but he couldn't not comment on it. He did notice Atticus' down turned face and slapped his menu shut with a flourish. "Onsie, if you're gonna make a face like that point it out to the dining area, you're gonna make my appetite scurry under a rug frowning like that." He jabbed a finger out to the open expanse of the restaurant as his own lips pulled down into a disgusted sneer. After that he ordered his meal and handed the menu to the waiter. How'd they end up with a dude all the time ugh.
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Post by godsavethequeen on Jul 18, 2016 11:53:35 GMT -8
"You're as charming as ever." Atticus said flatly, his tone making either sarcasm or an actual compliment towards Sen ambiguous. But the corner of his lips did quirk up in a slight look of amusement at Sen's words towards Cecilio. At least if Sen was going to be an asshole, he was being an asshole to everyone (save for the only lady on their team.) The oldest apprentice breathed a sigh, "I do have a question for all of you though," He said, his expression neutral. He wasn't in the mood for dealing with Sen very much today.
"We're usually expected to complete difficult reap orders together, so my question is how good are all of you at that..." He tilted his head to the side, eying Sen. "Well, the baby of the group will need a little guidance." he said, a small smirk appearing on his lips again. Might as well have as much fun with this as possible. They might not all be perfect but hey, they could have their redeeming qualities.
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Post by poisonedwine on Jul 18, 2016 22:08:33 GMT -8
Cecilio arched his eyebrow at the comment from Sen but doesn't reply to it, used to the petty jabs the youngest of the group throws at them. He didn't think Sen would be the jealous type but he supposes it should have been expected.
At Atticus' question, Cecilio turns his gaze to the man and replies, "I've had my fair share of... 'difficult' reaps. Usually I'd finish the reap as fast as I can and go back instead of engaging in senseless battle with any Hunters. I was a injured a few times but nothing fatal."
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Post by nightwitch588 on Jul 20, 2016 11:34:23 GMT -8
Sighing heavily at Sens little jabs, Natalya shook her head before shrugging at Atticus. "Define good. You get order, you go in, cut, get out. Difficult often just means 'alot of work', so as long as nobody is slacking..." she replied, then frowned. "Well, admittedly our Good Neighbors in hospital have been making things difficult." She shrugged again, less dismissive this time. "I am good at knowing when I am watched, or in trouble, but... I was pilot, not soldat. I am not much good at fighting."
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