3245/Lunch at the Trisk

Lunch at the Trisk
Date of Scene:	26 November 2017
Location:	Triskelion, New York City
Synopsis:	Thanksgiving dinner at the Triskelion caffeteria. Food is had by all. Flirting... well, you'll have to read and find out.
Cast of Characters:	Darcy Lewis, Hawkeye (Barton), Winter Soldier, Nick Fury, Black Widow (Romanoff), Melinda May, Thor

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Darcy Lewis has posed:
Thanksgiving Menu in the Food Court is still going strong. Will until the end of November because turkey and stuffing and cranberry and fucking green bean cassarole are, The, SHIT.

Darcy's gotten herself a plateful, manaing to sweet talk the food person into a bit extra of her faves. Now, tray in hand (note: she found a dry one with the power of the FORCE!), Darcy steps from the line to go find a place to settle so she can nom on all the wonderful Thansgiving offerings. Raspberry iced tea to drink and she is a happy little agent, short and stout. Here is her handle and here is her -Muted for Rating Adherence-.

Hawkeye (Barton) has posed:
Clint has been down at R&D looking over some of the new toys. Actually he'd been there since 'checking in' after his morning run meaning he missed breakfast and when Fitz brought his tray of food down, well that was that, Clint was off to the cafeteria for some of his own damn food.

Now he has it he grins to himself and looks for a place to sit. Spotting Darcy he heads her way, saying, "Hey Darcy, mind if I join you?" when he reaches her table.

Winter Soldier has posed:
Bucky was just entering the food court because even American-made-turned-Russian-super-assassin needs food too. Though it's done humbly and hesitantly...because when you have a rep like Bucky's, it's generally not a good thing, with or without Shield's protection.

So, after managing to get himself some food, he sits at the table Darcy is, and the table Clint is trying to get into...but he's kinda alllll the way down, keeping to himself as he eats quietly.

Nick Fury has posed:
    It was that time again. Fury had the munches, and nothing else would do. Skirting down the halls, and through the door, the Director of SHIELD manages to avoid running over a small, mousy, level 3 Agent. With a grunt, a frown, and a wave of dismissal, Fury turns and takes a look at the menu.

    With a quick smell, and a frown, Fury saunters up to the counter, and helps himself to several items of interest. It was rare Fury even came down here, let alone ate, but today was special.

    It was a holiday weekend, and it was good for the troops to see the old man. Something about good morale, spirits, espri de corps, or some crap like that? It was a class he probably skipped in military school decades ago. For now, he was here, amongst the troops.

Darcy Lewis has posed:
"Fuck no I don't mind. Sit your ass down, man," Darcy tells Clint, loking up from her plate with a warm smile for the archer evne as her eyes flit toward Silver Armed Man. Darcy gifts him a warm smile too.

"Heya, Sam. Whacha got?" she asks, leaning forward to peer at his plate. Her fork is poised to snatch a something from the Winter Solder, and/or from Clint too, now that she's looking.

"Ya'll want some potatos?" she offers.

Because takiing food from someone's plate is only rude if you don't offer something from your own in return. Her back to Fury, she has NO IDEA the one-eyed man is there, among the common people, as it were.

Hawkeye (Barton) has posed:
Clint didn't need to be told twice. He sits his ass down and smiles a quick, "Thanks," Before he ask, "How's things with the Chicago office? Supposed to run up there for a thing this week." before he tucks into a mouthful of food. Once it's swallowed he nods to Barnes. "Hey, how goes?"

Clint's sharp eyes spot Fury, but seeing Darcy hasn't yet, he just catches the Director's eye, smiles and glances toward the empty seat. Letting him be a surprise.

Clint's tray looks close to Darcy's but a bit heavier on the beans, and ooh, missing potatoes. He stabs over with his fork to get some and transplant them to his tray. "Man I am starving," he says before taking another bite.

Winter Soldier has posed:
Bucky lifts his fork as if to lock it with Darcy's. Though he does give her a small smile. All he's got is ham, some green beans, and a few turkey legs. "if you want to have some, you may." though when asked if he could want potatoes, he gives a small nod. "If I can have some..that'd be nice."

Barton gets a small nod in return. "Hey Barton." he definately notices Fury, but he keeps to himself about that one. He simply straightens his jacket, which covers his metal arm, and fixes his baseball cap.

Nick Fury has posed:
    Fury loads up on mashed potatoes, turkey, some dressing, and of course, gravy. That was when he hears the voices at one of the tables close by. With a slight smile that makes the level 2 Agent working the food court pale, Fury turns and moves over to the table and stands behind Lewis.

    Looking at all of those seated, Fury picks up a roll that was on his tray, and takes a bite out of it. Remaining silent, Fury doesn't make a sound, listening to the conversation, and peering at Barnes and Barton solemnly, his one eye looking them over tactically, just in case. Always.

    Fury nods at Barton with a "thanks" in his eye and expression, and then towards Bucky as well.

Darcy Lewis has posed:
AHAH! Epic fork battle! Darcy's face grows amusingly serious, tongue poking out of her too red lips, as she waves her fork side ot side like she's trying to juke the Winter Soldier in a fist fight. Little kung-fu sounds escape her throat. They are the kinds of sounds from those 1980s horribly dubbed chinese kungfu movies. Her eyes are on that tiny bit of ham on the edge of his plate. Telegraphing at it's finest!

This, as she uses her free hand to push her tray toward the boys so they can tuck into a portion of her mash.

Fury? What Fury? Darcy is WAY WAY too focused on trying to get around Bucky's not moving fork to even realize anyone is behind her. Which is made all the more amusing when she successfully out jukes Barnes' fork (Note: the fork that never once wavered since he's letting her at his plate. which I checked with the player on via pages, thank you!) and spears the ham morsel.

"Fuck yes!" she crows, sitting back, arms going up in rock star success. What did she bonk? There is no one behind her. Darcy stills, tips her head back to look....

Hawkeye (Barton) has posed:
Clint chuckles amusedly as Darcy kung-fu's food off their plates. If that wasn't funny enough she was doing it all with Fury right behind her. He grins. "Man, Darce, table manners, what would Fury say if he was here right now?" of course that grin is threatening to turn into laughter but he at least keeps his eyes down as not to give Fury away.

Winter Soldier has posed:
Bucky smiles softly as he soundlessly fork duels Darcy amusedly as she attempts to take his food. "Hi." He greets.

Though when she gives him them mashed potatoes, he can't help but nod. "Thanks." Clint gets a small smirk and Fury gets a nod....still quite wary of him.

Nick Fury has posed:
    Fury watches all of this without any expression on his face. He munches on the bun some more, and looks at Clint suspiciously as he almost tries to blow his cover. Then, the incredibly dextrous display of Lewis' allows her to spear the piece of ham triumphantly.

    *BUMP* That was when Lewis bumps into Fury, and sends the half-eaten roll tumbling towards that aforementioned Level 2 Agent. Watching it go with a slight mournful expression on his face, Fury turns his attention back to Lewis, looking down at her.

    At least he hung onto his tray. All that gravy and mashed potatoes would have looked amazing all over Lewis...

    "Agent Lewis. Those were incredible forking skills. I think that you should be instructing all of our level 1 recruits on proper forking methods. Do you agree Agents Barton and Barnes?" Yes, he called Barnes "Agent". It wasn't a mistake. Maybe he was warming to Bucky?

    

Darcy Lewis has posed:
...and spies Fury. Darcy smiles as winningly as she can while looking at him upsidedown, and she offers up one of her own rolls.

"Gawd did give me a gift, Sir. I am the best fucking forker there is, and will happily show you all how to properly fork," Darcy quips on a smirk. "But to be fair, I should start with forking Level 5 and higher, don't you think?"

Are we still talking about eating utensils here? After all, she would have agreed to rocking the gloop, if it had been spoken.

Hawkeye (Barton) has posed:
Clint catches that 'Agent' before Barnes, and gives it a considering look. Was Bucky part of this circus now? He waits for confirmation before congratulating or offering condolences.

As for forking, he just smirks, and looks up to Fury. "She's a forking good forker sir," he says, "Provided were talking forking and not /forking/."

Winter Soldier has posed:
Bucky sighed a moment as Darcy went on a forking spree, verbally speaking, but he's the quiet sort, and thus doesn't respond much when it comes to doing the dirty.

He does give Clint a small smile "I think she means the other thing, Clint."

Nick Fury has posed:
    Fury shakes his head, and smiles, slightly, at Darcy. "Naw, I was done with it anyway." Fury holds up his hand. "Keep your roll." Nodding, Fury takes his tray from his left hand, and places it in his right. Holding his finger to his ear, Fury gets a distant look, and then nods.

    His attention back to the table, Fury looks over at Barton, and says, "Agent Barnes is right. Of course we are referring to skills with a fork, Agent Barton. I /do not/ need HR coming down on my ass. Anymore than they already are every day." Fury sighs and shakes his head.

    "I have to run. Looks like I'm getting this as take out. Duty calls. Enjoy your meal! Chat later." With a darkening expression, Fury takes his tray, the new roll given to him by a nervous Level 2 Agent, and departs the mess hall as though he was not even there."

Darcy Lewis has posed:
Darcy looks over at Barnes and winks. Of course I meant the OTHER thing, says the wink, but she doesn't voice it since the Boss neatly covers it for her, and so Darcy is content with smiling angelically and putting Barnes's ham in her mouth finally.

"Your meat's tasty," she says to Bucky then, smile toppling into that say of too innocent to be innocent, and she forks her pie.

"Later, Boss. Siberia thanks you for keeping me here another quarter," she calls out to Fury's not-retreating form as she noms foodthings from Barnes's plate, fork poised to fork from Clint next. Because GREEN BEANS!

Hawkeye (Barton) has posed:
Clint gives a quick upnod to Fury, "Thanks for stopping by boss, always educational," he says with a smirk.

Then to Darcy, he says, laughing at her meat comment, "Careful I think back in his day they only had single entendres, they didn't move to double until the 50's," he remarks off hands as he lets Darce spear his beans.

Winter Soldier has posed:
Barnes just shakes his head at Darcy, her playfully forward nature earning her a small chuckle. "Yours looks good too." He says seemingly to return the tease. Small amounts of humor still remain in Bucky it seems.

Though Clint gets a small glance at his words, earning him a smirk.

Nick Fury has posed:
    Fury actually hears that comment from Lewis, then the follow up, and he says, "No problem Agent Lewis. Please try and stay out of trouble?

    Fury actually looks over his shoulder at her with a frown that was almost a smile. How does he do that? Shaking his head, Fury takes a bite out of his new roll, a fresh, white bread, soft and delicious roll. Better than the last one that went bouncing across the floor. His eyes find Clint for a moment, and he nods. "You and Barnes keep her out of trouble? Please?" Fury shakes his head, again, and munches more on his roll as he realises his food was probably cold. "Maybe some more gravy can heat things up..." Fury says, under his breath.

Black Widow (Romanoff) has posed:
"More the 60s for double entendres," comes the comment from near the door as Natasha enters. She gives a nod to the group and pauses next to them on her way to the line for food. "I think Agent Lewis has reached triples though. Maybe quads but that might be pushing it." She gives a playful wink to the other woman then continues her path in search of sustenance. It isn't often that she opts for the food court but a mountain of paperwork from her last mission has had her stuck in the office so long that her stomach audibly protested the level of neglect she had shown.

Melinda May has posed:
May is also one who very rarely frequents the food court -- why when she is fully capable of cooking for herself? But, SOMEONE has depleted her stash of tea (she suspects R&D) and she's stuck seeking a beverage elsewhere. Thus she arrives wordlessly just a moment after Natasha and heads straight for where the hot beverages reside without bothering to greet anyone.

It's entirely possible that she missed that entendre conversation, but it's equally likely she didn't. Difficult to say.

Darcy Lewis has posed:
"Looks good. Tastes better. Anytime you wanna taste, hit me up," Darcy says to Barnes before looking at Clint with a smirk.

"I am helping him transition into the 21st fucking century being helping him get up to speed on fucking quadruple entrendres. Thank you very much," she tells the archer, pointing at his face with her now-clean-ofhis-greenbeans fork.

"I'll try my best, Boss, but no promises. It like to follow me around after that one time that I fed it," Darcy quips at Fury. Of course, now there's a wild ROMANOVA and Darcy turns her too-innocent innocent smile on the red-head. The wink is returned, and whipped cream layered on her dessert as thick as her pumpkin pie is licked from the corner of her mouth. Green bean cassarole with a pumpkin pie bite chaser. What better noms is there? Of course, it serves to show that Darcy is the very definition of equal-opportunity, and she turns back to kung-forking for another bit of ham from Barnes.

"So, Barton. When are you going to show me how good you are at hitting your balls into holes again? It is a thing of beauty that your girl has to see to believe how fucking hot it is watching you handle your stick."

Filters...
    ...are for coffee makers.

Melinda May has posed:
"Language," May's voice carries from across the room without seeming like she's yelling.

Winter Soldier has posed:
Barnes just chuckles at Darcy "maybe." Says Barnes in his usual cryptic manner, but her interest is noted.

when Natasha strolls on in, Bucky just gives her a slight smile before he looks away. Red Room drama probably. Though May gets a respectful nod.

He let?s Barton and Lewis hash out who's teaching him what...Barnes barely knows who he even is, so that should be a fun project. Though Clint gets a small glance when Darcy starts rambling once more.

Hawkeye (Barton) has posed:
Clint grins quietly, "Hey, I was just saying doubles, quads were all Nat," he says nodding to the arriving agent and giving her a grin.

The balls in holes thing, that gets a laugh out of him, but he doesn't rattle, "Same place as last time? My stick vs you and Skye?" he asks before stabbing a forkful of beans and chewing them thoughtfully while he waits on a reply.

Nick Fury has posed:
    
    Heading towards the exit, his tray in hand, Fury notes the new arrivals coming into the Food Court. "Great deals on Thanksgiving food today, ladies." Fury nods at each of them, Romanova and May. "Ah, Agents. I was just being summoned upstairs for some "routine intelligence reports", these ones from Alpha Flight. Again." Fury actually sighs.

    "We can talk about it later. Looks like there are a few things happening "upstairs"." Fury says, meaning space. "In the meantime, have some grub. I hear we security cleared a few Canadians, and they are, supposedly, good at Thanksgiving meals. Who knew?" Fury smiles. With that, Fury heads out and into the hallways.

Darcy Lewis has posed:
"Hell yes," Darcy agrees to the location given by Barton as she noms Barnes's ham before going for more of her own stuffing. All of this in a softer tone of voice now that May's Cap moment of telling Darcy to check her language rang out. She seemed not to have noticed the 'order', except now she's at least being quieter about it?

"JOining us, Nat? May?" Dracy asks sweetly, because she can be a good girl! Honest! Focyus on the halo people!

Black Widow (Romanoff) has posed:
"Yeah, I'll join. Give me a minute." Natasha gets herself added to the Thanksgiving dinner line and waits her turn. It's a couple of minutes later when she comes to the table, pulling out an open chair and settling into it. Her plate contains turkey, stuffing, green been casserole and a roll. Water to drink. A piece of pecan pie on a seperate dish for dessert. Which she promptly pulls over and starts eatting first. After all, life is uncertain. Always eat dessert first.

"Should I ask what I walked in on here or just go with it?" she asks as she forks up a bit of pie and glances to those already at the table.

Hawkeye (Barton) has posed:
Clint grins, "Then it's a totally a date," he says feeling confident about Skye agreeing to a night of pool with Darcy.

Nat gets a warm smile of greeting when she arrives, "Best to go with it, can't reign this one in," he says with a nod to Darcy before his phone goes off.

Answering the device he says, "Hey, what, fine, can't do it later? Alright, I'll be down in a moment." He hangs up. "Gotta go back down to R&D to have a look at some new arrow specs," he grabs his plate and then nods to Nat letting her have his seat. "Catch you guys later."

Then he's hurrying off.

Winter Soldier has posed:
Bucky just kinda kept to himself now, much of the memory of him being the Winter Soldier still remaining. He did glance up though at everyone as he ate his food calm and slow, a small smile for everyone. "The food is good." He says completely off subject

Darcy Lewis has posed:
"Like Clint said. Safer to go with it. But all you missed was me getting Barnes's meat and Barton's beans in my mouth while Fury complemented my forking," Darcy says with a sagenod to Nat. Because that is the God's Honest truth which she is not even embellishing a little bit. She smile over at Barnes, nodding for him because the food is good. A forkful of greenbean cassarole is collected and then offered to him.

First, Darcy is forking him for his meat, and now she's feeding him. Just wait until she licks his face.

Melinda May has posed:
May spends more time at the hot beverage station than Nat did getting her meal, then finally heads over with a steaming mug in hand, two teabag leaders dangling over the rim of the mug. She pulls an empty chair over from another table and turns it to sit somewhat facing both Darcy and Barnes.

And, while she is fully aware of Darcy's experience in wrangling people who have difficulty feeding and caring for themselves, she won't let the younger agent run roughshod over anyone ELSE in the name of 'watching out' for them. Thus, that forkful of greenbeans and the agent offering it is given a LOOK.

Black Widow (Romanoff) has posed:
Natasha gives Clint a brief wave with her hand holding her fork then continues to work on her pie. "So you opted to eat off their plates?" There. Nothing naughty in that sentence. She hopes. She takes another bite of sugary pecan goodness then Darcy is trying to feed Bucky.

Natasha pauses with her fork halfway to her mouth, eyebrow arching up in surprise as she looks from Darcy to Bucky. She wants to say something but it isn't her place. Besides, there may be something more going on she doesn't know about. Woudln't be the first time in the last month.

Winter Soldier has posed:
Bucky turns his head to Darcy when she tries to feed him something, but he seems hesitant, thus does he bite just lightly, taking the food. "Thank you." He says in a neutral tone, not in the slightest bit flirtatious, but he goes back to eating his meal like it never happened.

"good to see you Natasha." He says with a look to her, one that's apologetic, yet flat and neutral.

"Hello, May." He greets her.

Nick Fury has posed:
    At the exit, when everyone thinks that Fury is gone, Fury takes a moment, and turns to look into the food court. His eye scan the Agents there, all talking, and laughing, and teasing, and being comrades-in-arms, and, better yet, friends. From Level 1 to level 7.

    Fury's eye absorbs it all, and for a moment, Fury truly smiles. A real smile. Thankfully the shadows keep his visage enshrouded in mystery and darkness, but at least he can know, that the team is alive, well, and healthy.

    "It's a good team..." his voice says, with a note of emotion behind it. "...may they be up for what is to come..." A little foreshadowing and forboding. And with that last emotional thought, Fury fades into the shadows with his turkey, his roll, his potatoes and his gravy, dammit.

Darcy Lewis has posed:
Waiting, as if she wasn't been stared down by May and Natalie both, Darcy smiles at Barnes until the bite is taken. The thanks given was an added bonus that has Darcy smiling triumphantly. She turns her gaze back to May and Nat, the smile turning into a question of: What?

An all too self-satisfied what, that is.

Darcy scoops some mashed potatos to put into her mouth.

"Yes. Yes, I did," she asners Nat's question about eating off their plates. Because that is what happened just before she fed the Winter Soldier.

"And I was polite and offered my plate for the eating off of. Because I am a fucking lady like that."

Language.

Fuck. Shit. Damn! GAH!

Melinda May has posed:
May merely raises an eyebrow at Darcy's letting a choice word slip -- she can tell that the younger agent is already berating herself for it, too. She pulls the tea bags from her mug and sets them aside on a saucer, though she seems less than thrilled with the thought of the beverage itself.

"How are you settling in, Barnes?" May is asking politely enough.

Winter Soldier has posed:
Bucky glances to Darcy as she just keeps letting those F-bombers continue their assault route. "Language." He says lightly as if to encourage light behavior, though he does so with the smallest smile.

Though May's question draws his attention. "....well enough. It's been slow, but I can't blame it." Especially with everything he's done....lots to repay for.

Darcy Lewis has posed:
"OMG. What the fu-dge bars are you drinking, may?" Darcy blurts out, barely managing to curb her choicey words. Of course, then Bucky's encouraging her and she gifts him with a mischevious grin before turning back to May.

"They raided your stash, didn't they? I shall avenge your tea stash, and order you more," vows Darcy, fork held to in her fist like a sword which she puts over her heart as she half bows at May.

Black Widow (Romanoff) has posed:
"It will take time," Natasha says toward Bucky as she finishes off her pie. Only then does she start working on dinner. "It took a while for them to trust me," she admits with a half shrug, only her left shoulder lifting and falling. "Same for Clint. Having had a background that was less than savory, they need to make sure we are loyal and not carrying secrets." With him, she doesn't mince words. There is no reason. They both have lived the life and they know how hard it is, particularly when they have been double agents in the past leading to mistrust. Not even touching on the whole being controlled by others, which they both experienced through the decades.

"If there is anything we have learned, it is how to hurry up and wait," she says in a lighter tone.

Melinda May has posed:
May's eyes flick toward Darcy and that near-cuss. Good save, just barely under the wire. "Thank you, Lewis." But, in the meantime, she's stuck drinking this stuff that's nearly as bad as coffee. She was THIS close to just getting a cup of hot water and leaving it at that. She takes one sip from the mug then nods her agreement with Natasha's words. "At least you can be assured that you have the time you need."

Winter Soldier has posed:
Barnes grins just slightly when Darcy manages to cut herself off before she curses again, though Bucky turns his head to Nat when she speaks to him about taking the time to ensure trust and loyalty is secure.

"it's smart. Good strategy...lowers risk of insurgency." He speaks neutrally, but he gives Natasha and May a nod. "I knew it would be how it turned out...I have much to pay for, much to repay." He nods once, gloves hand that covers his metal arm reaching for his mug to sip slightly.

Thor has posed:
    In from one of the many branching hallways walks in a man. Or what could be called a man, if you were so used to seeing a true Adonis in the flesh. With his long golden locks, that, appear less than gold, beyond dirty has the son of Odin's hair has become from the many battles he's waged since returning to Midgard. His armor is bent in places, and there's blood caked on his knucles and down one of his ears onto his neck and shoulder.

    Thor steps into the room and bellows loudly. "I have arrived! Bring me all the mead you have and a boar's shank! I hunger!" The god demands before he steps up to the first table he sees and sits down, causing even the chair beneath his mighty form to groan from his weight.

Darcy Lewis has posed:
"My pleasure, May. I know what your fave stuff is," she replies, leaving Bucky and Nat to talk about trust and so forth. She's not had the same kind of life. But she can be a brightspot, so she turns to Bucky, smiling, and after spearing another fork of pie she offers her plate with half the pumpkin pie topped with a layer of whipped cream as thick as the pie curd is to him.

Of course. Then Thor happens. Darcy turns her green-eyed gaze on the filthy godling.

"The fuck, dude. Shower first, maybe? and for reals? A boar's shank. This ain't Medieval Times."

Black Widow (Romanoff) has posed:
As Thor enters, Natasha doesn't try to hide her smile. "Welcome, Thor. Afraid that SHIELD doesn't serve mead. Which is rather disappointing, come to think of it," she observes, looking him over critically as he settles himself in. The knuckles, clothes, mess basically that he is telling a story all on it's own. "I don't think we have any boar's shanks although there is some pulled pork I think. About as close to boar as you're gonna get unless you head to one of those fancy restaurants that serves things like that."

Melinda May has posed:
May's eyes close very briefly when Thor arrives and starts to bellow, about as close as she publicly comes to wincing. And since the others are already speaking up to the Asgardian, she stays quiet, taking another sip of the disgusting excuse for tea she has in her mug. If the guy keeps bellowing, though, she WILL go over there and MAKE him pipe down. And he will NOT like how she will choose to do so.

Winter Soldier has posed:
Bucky seems to smile a little when Darcy offers him pie. She's been -real- generous to him, but he nonetheless offers her a warm smile and a thankful nod as he accepts it. "Thank you...it looks good."

Then Thor arrives in all his splendor. Blood stained and all, perfect image of a Norse warrior. "Thor." He repeats the name as if to ensure it is remembered.

his eyes then fall on May, noting her annoyed silence.

Thor has posed:
    "Show will come in time! Friend of Jane." The dirty god retorts to Darcy but he remains in his chair at another table, with a few agents just gawking at the man. A few more professional agents remain diligently eating or reading or working on lunch despite the boisterous Asgardian. He blinks a few times at Natasha. "No boar!? Outrageous! But this pulled pork sounds intriguing, I will have a-" He leans over to the closest agent and asks, "What do you call them? Canisters?" Before the agent can even respond Thor raises his voice again. "I will have a canister of pulled pork and some of that garlic'd bread! With something to wash it all down with!"

    He does notice Bucky and the whole (PC) crew, but honestly doesn't recognize any of them, for he is always busy and hasn't the time to memorize the faces of these short lifespanned mortals. Though a few do stand out.

Darcy Lewis has posed:
Called out for her connection to a certain astrophsysist, Darcy tilts her head to teh side.

"Here, on Midgard, we get up and get our own foodstuffs when we are in a cafeteria, and we talk a normal levels that don't rattle windows or car doors," she quips at the God of Thunder. She points at the line, now mostly cleared, where everyone else has gotten their lunch and drinks. This after having given Bucky a smile and a nod in return. He smacks to her of someone needing such gifts. Not that he's not capable of taking care of himself, of remembering basic human things like eating and sleeping, but rather of needing basic human companionship. Back to Thor.

"I'll go with you, if you want," she offers the dirty blonde as a way to draw him from May, lest she Ninja Judo Chop Vulcan Death Neck Pinch a Norse God and things go from awkward to just plan Weird Ass Nastyshit.

Winter Soldier has posed:
Bucky just shakes his head lightly, offering a small smile between Thor and May, seeing the latter starting to get rather....annoyed with Thor's loud tone. But he just keeps to himself, lowering his baseball cap a little as if that will help him avoid any possible crossfire as he now noms on this new pie, courtesy of Darcy.

Melinda May has posed:
As Darcy tries to get Thor to settle down and go get something eat, May stands and heads back to the hot beverages station, dropping her current mug off at the dishwashing area on her way. While the tea was admittedly not the best, it can't have been THAT bad... could it? Or maybe she's just using it as an excuse to walk away before Thor gets on her last nerve and she plucks out his eyeballs or something similarly dire.

Thor has posed:
    Upon being told what to do and how to obtain food, Thor stands up from his chair, the thing again groaning under the strain. Once on his feet, Thor turns to head back the way he came, marching his heavy boots back towards the door, "Take me to this Caffe Tori Yama with haste young Jane-Friend." Thor becons his voice booming off the walls and back into the cafeteria. He leaves to find the place he is in because he is told it is a self serve buffet.

    Midgard is truely a bizarre place.

Darcy Lewis has posed:
"My name's Darcy," she mumbles as Thor walks away. She sighs lightly, returning to her meal, mostly full. What were we takling about again?

Melinda May has posed:
May returns with a fresh mug when Thor takes his leave, reclaiming her chair and revealing she's swapped out her tea for hot chocolate. There are even a few mini marshmallows dissolving in the beverage. She still says absolutely nothing, but she does stir the hot chocolate while waiting for it to cool.

Winter Soldier has posed:
Bucky glances to Thor as he storms off for every which reason, cold eyes of the winter wolf looking back amongst the remaining group: Darcy, Natasha, and May. He remains quiet for now, though something seems to recall his memory...blinks and flashes of how he 'escaped' from HYDRA. More like captured/recovered, but the memories started to come back to him, and he brought his metallic, gloved fist to his temple a moment, a small hum.

Black Widow (Romanoff) has posed:
Finishing off the rest of her meal, Natasha starts to get up when she pauses and brings a hand up to her right ear. "Gotcha. On my way." She looks to those gathered as she picks up her plates and glass. "Duty calls. I'll see you all later." She heads over to put the dishes in the station for washing then walks toward the door.

Darcy Lewis has posed:
Darcy watches May return and Barnes put a hand to his temple and Nat get a call, and she sucks down a breath. Turning to Barnes, she reaches out, sticks her finger into the whipped cream on teh top of her pie, and then leans forward so she can boop his nose with the creamed finger, thereby leaving whipped cream on his nose.

"Boop."

Because you have to make the sound when you boop. It's a rule I just made up. Content for the moment, Darcy waits, leaned forward, for Barnes to look up at her in confusion. Some left over whipped cream still on her finger. The moment Barnes looks up and over at her, Darcy leans the rest of the way in a motion that might look like she's going to kiss the man. Her non-cream hand coming up for his shoulder to hold herself up and him in place.

Perhaps this is a sort of kiss. A kitten kiss, puppy kiss, to the nose. Darcy runs the tip of her tongue over the tip of his nose to get the cream up and off and because now she can declare: "Yours now."

Which is not what she'd normally say. Normally, it'd be: you're mine now. Something has Darcy thinking that he wouldn't like being 'owned'. So, she's inverting it on him, in that way that hints that she 'accepted' foodstuffs from him and that made her his, so that his earlier acceptance of food made him hers in a Will Take Care of What's Mine sort of way.

Darcy plops back to her seat, grinning again, and she stabs at a bit of ham from his plate with her incredible forking abilities.

Winter Soldier has posed:
Bucky was just sitting there minding his own business, recalling bits and pieces, flashes of him in World War 2 now, recalling shooting a HYDRA soldier as a Howling Commando. Old school style. But then something is on his nose. Creamy and sweet. Whipped cream? Weird, but much weirder was the sound that was made after.

-boop-

What does boot mean? But then she puts a hand on his shoulder to lean in for a possible kiss....but then she licks the tip of his nose, and Bucky doesn't really know how to react, but he is looking at Darcy is a particularly intriguing mixture of partially attracted, confused, wierded, slightly repulsed, but a woman's a woman!

That said...he is in a state of supreme uncertainty. But he does manage a small smile at Darcy even as she steals his food.

Again.

Melinda May has posed:
May is of course witness to all of this, sitting right across the table from the pair. And she honestly has n idea how to react. So, she doesn't. She simply takes a sip of her now drinkable temperature chocolate. She'll think up a suitable way to react later.

Darcy Lewis has posed:
Attracted, confused, weired out, slightly repulsed, small smile. Perfect. Darcy beams right back at Barnes, sucks the remaining cream off her booping finger. One last bite is taken before she pushes her half eaten plate toward Bucky.

"Ugh! I need a hero," she quotes Bonnie Tyler, green eyes settling with mirth on the Winter Soldier.

"Save me." It's a statement. Not an order, but simple and elegant and completely okay if he says no for whatever reason. The lack of May reaction is noted. Because when Darcy pulls crazy May usually reacts. This tells Darcy one thing: Darcy pulls a WAY THE FUCK PAST CRAZY.

Darcy is okay with this.

Winter Soldier has posed:
Bucky tilts his head at Darcy as she keeps trying to attract him every which way...and the strange thing is is that it's partially working. Though when she pushes her half-eaten plate towards him, he smiles to her appreciatively. "Thank you.." he says, still trying to figure out Darcy at this point, Though when she starts to tease him further, he gives her a small smile.

and reaches out to poke her nose, though he doesn't make the sound. He's learning something new that people apparently do these days, so why not?

With a small teasing chuckle, he gives her a light nudge before he rises to his feet. "Thank you for the food." he smiles to all present, before taking both Darcy's, now his, plate and walks off with it, putting it in the sanitation area like a gentleman before he wanders off.