13324/Sloppy Joe Day!

From United Heroes MUSH
Jump to navigation Jump to search
Sloppy Joe Day!
Date of Scene: 18 May 2021
Location: Food Court, The Triskelion
Synopsis: Small chit chat about life recently.
Cast of Characters: Phobos, Quake




Phobos has posed:
    Middle of the day and the Food Court in the Triskelion is abustle with activity. There's a steady hub bub of conversation, the rumbling white noise of a crowd chattering away while people stand in line and the cafeteria handles the demands of the highly trained SHIELD personnel. Yet if one were to wonder why the population in the serving area might be a little higher than normal...
    Well it's because today is Sloppy Joe Day.
    Not always is it available, in fact it's roughly available once every two weeks. Mrs. Baldwin comes in early, gets her sauce burbling and her beef browned, then combines the two in an industrial sized slow-cooker. Whatever else she does for it? It's apparently magic as it tastes rather great.
    Which might explain the higher level of activity, and why Agent Aaron is settled at one of the tables with his tray on hand, a sloppy joe plate all set there with its side of slaw and baked beans. He's taking his time eating, casually taking a bite now and again, looking at his cellphone, then taking another bite. The rest of his squad is still on duty, since when working on site at the Triskelion they take lunch breaks in turns so the monitoring stations they're responsible for are never unattended.
    Yet one thing that Alexander is doing... is committing the primal sin of eating a sloppy joe... with a fork.

Quake has posed:
Sloppy.. joes?

Pass!

Clint had been trying to 'give it a chance!' with Skye. So far, no go. Which doesn't mean Clint doesn't eat them. No. But he has to make a burger, without sauce, and then can do with the rest what he will. Note: Skye isn't eating. She has a coffee - extra large, and two candy bars for later.

As she was about to leave, she caught out of her eye, Alex. "Hey! Working? Mind if I sit down for a little?" She didn't wait, grinning as she sat down.

Phobos has posed:
    Looking up Alexander's eyes widen slightly as he catches sight of Skye then he bobs his head a little, "Hey, nah, just texting a little." And as he says that he wipes a fingertip over the screen and the cell-phone goes dark. He straightens up then uncurls a hand toward the seat opposite him. "Feel free."
    That said he reaches over and grabs his tray of food and slides it over more directly in front of him, stabbing at the cole slaw with his fork and then looking up across the way at her.
    "See you're eating light today." Nothing those candy bars for he future and the coffee. "Coffee and chocolate, the meal of champions." He says with some solemnity as if serious, but she probably can read him well enough by now to realize he's not being so.

Quake has posed:
Regardless, Skye takes it as a joke. "Damn right! When I was positively broke, I found that as long as I had a mostly full cup of coffee, and a candy bar - open, the waitstaff would forget about me. I used to stay in one place, using their free internet for hours."

She shrugs.

"Kinda became a habit when I was working."

Phobos has posed:
    Eyebrows lifting a little, Alexander smiles and murmurs, "I had a friend who did similarly." He pauses to take a bite of cole slaw and chews for a time, taking his time as he looks around the room, then returns his hazel-eyed gaze back to her, "He'd order coffee and some hot water, then add some ramen to the water, eventually he'd eat it. Would do that while studying."
    For a moment his gaze distances as he frowns, "I should probably check up on him, see how he's doing." Since it's been quite a while since he spoke to anyone from back then.
    "But to be fair, these sloppy joes are good. You're missing out."

Quake has posed:
"That too. Except I learned to make Pho properly when I was over in China." Almost *all* she can cook. When she and Clint were having a rough patch, Mr. Noodle's had once again resurfaced in Skye's diet.

Skye really did not eat a healthy, balanced diet - even if Clint tried to make it as close to one as he could. Clint still would be happy with pizza seven days a week.

"Probably should, and no thanks I'll pass. They have vegetables in them." She shudders.

Phobos has posed:
    "It does?" Alexander pauses as he pushes around some of the meat with his fork then quirks a brow, "Oh onions hardly count, they're more flavor... augmenters. Peppers too. Not like it's lettuce." As he says this he slices off a bit of the bun from the sloppy joe and swirls it with the chili and beef then takes a nice bite.
    "So how have things been going?" Alex continues to poke at his food, eating at a rather leisurely pace considering. He looks across the way and gives a small smile and wave to another agent that he's acquainted with before he turns his attention back to Skye.
    "I usually get a fairly steady vibe about the place, but people seem to be a little more on edge of late."

Quake has posed:
"Vegetables. And you didn't count the pasta sauce." Of course. Though she was getting used to the pasta sauce as long as it didn't have identifiable vegetables in it. Skye was terribly picky when certain foodstuffs were involved.

She thinks. "It's not too bad. Speaking of which, you're ok? And we might have a lead on the AIM stuff."

Phobos has posed:
    That causes Alexander to chuckle a little, his head turning to the side as he looks over the room again. But then his eyebrows rise as if accepting the wisdom that is Skye. He looks back and murmurs, "Pasta sauce is nummy." Which is exactly how he says it and the word he chooses, 'nummy'.
    "I'm doing alright, that incident with Hermes was obnoxious. Going to have to go tell my father about what went down." That causes him to lower his fork for a moment as he takes a deep breath. His nose crinkles as he considers that prospect and then he murmurs, "Not looking forward to that."
    A beat, then he adds, "And probably going to have to tell him about myself and Nat."

Quake has posed:
"Ah. The 'here's the girl I'm dating' spiel." Skye raises an eyebrow. "Except, she doesn't pray at the same church. She uses foul language. Refuses to back down in an argument. And is stubborn as him. Good luck."

She takes a sip of her coffee.

Phobos has posed:
    "Well, they already know each other," Alexander pushes around some more of his sloppy joe, making a small circular track in the sauce as he considers the likely sequence of events. "Old friends and all that from... a long time back." World War II after all.
    His lip twists, "I'm considering telling him first about Hermes in the off chance that he might flip out and charge off and then I don't have to deal with him being all nosey." He crinkles his nose a little, "But not like I'm too worried. Just he can... be a bit of an ass sometimes."
    And if anyone would know it.
    He finally takes a bite of the sloppy joe and chews for a time, swallows. "Anyways."

Quake has posed:
"Ass." Skye laughs. "All parents can be pains in the ass. My father was a 'guest' here." She makes air quotes around the guest. Likely meaning a prisoner. "He flipped out over Clint. Amongst others. I'm sure he will be alright."

So.. what did Hermes do?"

Phobos has posed:
    Alexander straightens up and frowns a little, though Skye knows his identity and though there aren't really people listening in or near enough, he does start to speak in a slightly more abstract way. "He was returning several Quinjets that were lost in action. Presenting them like a reward for the heroism of people in SHIELD, and took several representatives off elsewhere in a way to 'celebrate'."
    He pulls his soda over and takes a sip, then says calmly. "At least that was the cover story. He grabbed me and Agent Romanoff and Agent Barnes under the pretense of just grabbing people mostly at random, then when he learned it was me he feigned not realizing. Since with the agreement the rest of my family made not to interfere with our lives... he was in transgression of that part. But he claimed that the agreement of protection and safety doesn't extend to the people around us. So basically... a threat."

Quake has posed:
"Ooo ouch. It sounds prickly all around." Skye thinks then. "Hermes is the cleverest god. It's not likely he made an oopsie. Probably checking you out, and SHIELD, if there was an in."

"Yeah. Probably need to tell somebody." Bigger than SHIELD.

Phobos has posed:
    "Ehn," Alexander says as he starts to gather up his food and his utensils, tossing them onto the tray and getting them squared away. He's only eaten about half of what he ordered, but he never really did eat too much. "It's a family thing, I figure we'll take care of it."
    There's a pause then he adds, "Though Agent Barnes did sort of lose it a bit. I don't know." Shaking his head he rises from his seat, "I'm gonna head on back. You need anything from the buffet before I run off?"

Quake has posed:
"Nah. I'm going to the break room." Of course. Skye always worked there. "See ya" And she gets up and moseys along as well.