Our Wonderful Space RP, Home-Life <3

[Laine]

Adrian nodded along with the story, shutting the door behind the Lieutenant and turning a dial on the wall to turn the heating up. He realised as he was listening to the story Cas was reminiscing about another mission, and his face fell when he looked up to see the other standing in the middle of the apartment, shaking and mumbling, his eyes fixated on the floor. Oh god, not again, Ade thought, pacing over to him and pulling out the carton from his pocket. He reached inside and pulled out a cigarette, feeling that it was damp beneath his fingers from earlier.


Ade held it in his hand for a few seconds, wondering whether he should really give it to him again. He definitely didn’t want Cas to become addicted to the things like he’d been addicted to Voffy’s, but as he heard Cassidy beginning to repeat himself like a stuck record again, he gave in, pushing it between his love’s fingers and handing him the lighter. “Sorry. They’re a bit wet. Somebody dragged me into the sea.” He chuckled emptily. He watched Cas light it, his face tense as he waited for the Lieutenant to take a deep breath and snap out of it. “Is that better?” He eventually said, his voice tinged with concern.

 

[chellemrys]

Cassidy took a long draw, sighing and leaning against the wall, "That is good... Better.." A few long draws later he had his eyes open again, although heavily lidded, and seemed to be much better. Calmly he pushed himself from the wall, to Adrian, pulling him into a warm hug. "I know. Sorry for the sea incident..." He buried his face deep in the front of Ade's chest, grinning into it. With a graceful, practiced motion, he slid his hand into the pocket holding the cigarette pack, and eased it into his own back pocket.


Stepping away with a cheeky smile, he turned away, and headed towards the bedroom, shivering still. "I need to get warm..."


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[Laine]

"Mhmm. You will be sorry." Ade smirked as Cas seemed to return to his normal self. He wrapped his arms around the others back, leaning forward to nuzzle his neck. The rank scent of the burning cigarette make him wrinkle his nose, and he failed to notice the lieutenant sliding the rest of them from his pocket and into his own, too encapsulated in the comfortable embrace. He tried not to think about the acrid smoke filling his pristine apartment.


He felt the smaller lieutenant shivering against him. "You should go take a warm shower." Ade mumbled, rubbing his arms against Cas' sides. He watched Cas pace off moments later, waiting until he heard the water running to open several windows and blast the room with air freshener. He took the bags of clothes, clearing out a section of the closet to fit all of Cas' new clothes in, and neatly hung them all up. He took out the dress shirt and pants, laying them on the bed strategically, before heading back into the kitchen to tidy up before Gus arrived.

 

[chellemrys]

Before actually taking a shower, Cas turned the water on so it appeared he was in it, and sat on the tub's edge, inspecting the cigarette pack. In his native tongue, he repeated the words on the carton back to himself: "Camels. One hundred percent premium tobacco, guaranteed. Warning: Not safe for use during pregnancy." On the back there was ads for flavored tobaccos, such as vanilla and fruit flavors. Cassidy was very curious about the strange plant substance, and he sniffed the inside of the carton in wonder. "A-zaa, it's like a mild voff."


He hid the pack in an inside pocket of his pants, before taking his shower. Upon exiting the rest room, tousled damp dark hair and only pants, he called for Adrian, "Where are the silly clothes you enjoy so much?!"

 

[Laine]

“I left them on the bed!” Ade yelled over the vacuum. He flicked it off, pacing over to the bathroom quickly, looking mildly irritated. His auburn hair had dried a rough, tangled mess with the sea salt embedded in it, and he was itching to take a shower and change his clothes after an uncomfortable car ride home.


He regarded the lieutenant, frowning at his cargo pants. “And for the last time, they’re not silly. The only reason you don’t like them is because you can’t go backflipping and cartwheeling around in them.” He stuck his tongue out as he pushed past him, taking a bundle of clothes with him as he went. “I’m just going for a shower. If Gus comes to the door, tell him to wait.” Knowing his luck, Gus would show up early and form an alliance with Cas immediately, setting a multitude of pranks for the poor unsuspecting Ade as he emerged from the bathroom. He was beginning to have second thoughts if it was a good idea that they meet so soon. “And no homeless guys tonight, understood?” He said with narrowed eyes, although there was a trace of amusement in his voice. He slowly shut the bathroom door behind him, remembering this time to lock it.

 

[chellemrys]

Cassidy turned towards the bed, locating the clothes quickly. "Hm, okay." He hopped onto the bed, pulling himself into the comforter, and making a big cushy mess immediately, "A-zaaaa..." He took a deep breath, relaxing, "I feel like sleeping more than anything... Not inviting in homeless guys."


Rolling onto his back, he watched Ade disappear. He immediately changed, and laid on the bed, eyes closed. Not long after he began his sleeping process, an assertive knock sounded from a few rooms away. Hopping up, he headed for it, opening it to reveal a very tall auburn haired man, who stared down at him in surprise, "You must be Gus. Come on in?" Cas grinned, moving to the side for Gus to enter.

 

[Laine]

"Thanks, Lass. " Angus drawled, a little surprised and confused but nonetheless letting himself in, moving past Cassidy and dumping the bag he was carrying on the hardwood floor. He was dressed far more casually than Cas was, his pants a little stained and his dark t-shirt creased and old. He looked around his brother's apartment, chuckling to himself a little at how pristine it was - Ade had always been a neat-freak, even going to the trouble of vacuuming and dusting in preparation for his arrival.


Gus turned back to Cas, grinning, "Aye, Ade didnee tell he had a wee friend over. What's yer name, Lass?"

 

[chellemrys]

Cassidy narrowed his eyes in confusion at the terminology, but decided not to ask. "Well, you're close. But it's not 'lass', it's Cas. Lieu- I mean, uh, Cassidy Petar."


Cassidy shut the door behind them, and chuckled, "He is in the shower right now; I pushed him down in the ocean today, and the salt water bothers him."


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[Laine]

Gus cocked an eyebrow at Cassidy, confused but not questioning Ade's unusual houseguest. "Aye, Cas then. Thas a bonny name, if ah ever heard one." He snorted at Cassidy, looking over at him with a wide grin. "Haha. Guid one. At'll botherim aw reit." He walked over to the kitchen area, bending over and helping himself to a bottle of cider from the fridge. He hesitantly took another out, holding it up to Cas. "Ye' a cider drinker, lassie?"


Minutes later, Ade was finally out from the shower, and was drying his hair off when he heard a loud, annoying scottish voice booming from the next room over. He rolled his eyes, groaning and quickly dressing himself, before heading off to the kitchen, only to find Cas and Gus clinking glasses, giggling loudly. Angus turned to Ade, stretching his arms out wide as he saw him. "Ah! If it aint me wee bairn Adrian!" He joked, wrapping his arms around Ade exaggeratedly, who squirmed and grunted in his grip. Gus was a little shorter than him, but was far stronger and more muscluar, and Ade gasped for breath as Gus - who was clearly showing off - squeezed him tightly, winking over at Cas as he did so. "H-hi, Gus..." Ade mumbled breathlessly, glaring at Cassidy but sighing as he was finally let go.

 

[chellemrys]

Cassidy had taken the cider, and was sipping on it as he watched the two interact with a curiosity. Angus has a much thicker accent, sometimes hard to understand. He decided not to ask into the strange terminology, however, because he did not know what was commonplace. He slunk over to Adrian after the brother released him, snickering, "I thought you were supposed to be the tall strong one." He poked Ade in the ribs, "A-zaa, liar, liar, liar~" He whispered the words, snickering to himself.


"What's for dinner?" He asked the tall Adrian with a grin, eyeing the fridge, "I can make dinner, if it please you?" Another joking poke in the ribs, and a chuckle.

 

[Laine]

Yeah, this definitely wasn't a good idea, Ade thought, grimacing at Cas and recoiling as he tickled him indignantly "I never said that." He sniffed, dusting himself off as if Gus had smothered him in dirt, "I thought you weren't letting homeless people in." Ade hissed back, narrowing his eyes at Cassidy as he ran a hand through his damp hair. He stood next to Gus, who pushed an already opened bottle of beer to him. He took it and gulped it hungrily, knowing it was going to be a long night.


"Uh, well, Cas, didn't we say we were going to order-" Ade started, a worried look on his face as he imagined Gus' reaction to the alien foods and cooking techniques Cas used - not to mention the fact that it was mostly disgusting in his eyes. But Gus interrupted him, slapping the table and whooping. "Aye Cas! Cook me an' mah braw a feast!" He took another exaggerated sip, belching loudly afterwards. "An' get me another cider while yer down thar!" He chuckled, nudging Ade hard in the ribs with an elbow.

 

[chellemrys]

The Lieutenant had to decipher the request from Angus, but got the notion, "Hmm, Whaddaya think- Aaaade?" He caught Adrian's annoyed and slightly scared looking, causing a grin to spread wide over his lips. "What do you prefer?"


Angus stood behind the two, yawning loudly as he waited, "'Main 'en adrian, Ah will die ay starvation ower haur!"


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[Laine]

Ade sat at the kitchen island, rubbing his temples. He waved a hand in the hair, “It’s fine, it’s fine, I don’t mind, just cook…something nice.” He emphasized the last word, raising his eyebrows at Cas as if to say not something too alien, please. He supped grimly at his beer bottle as his brother placed a hand on his shoulder and shook him. Angus’ booming voice was beginning to give him a headache.

 

[chellemrys]

Angus bellowed a strong laugh, "Th' quine a scary cuik it somethin'?" (The lady a scary cook or something?) After another shake of Ade's shoulder, he released his brother, walking off to the living room.


Cassidy grinned mischievously across the island at Adrian, "So what do you want cooking, good lookin'?" Cassidy slid his hands across the island counter, grabbing one of Adrian's.

 

[Laine]

Ade couldn't help but snort loudly at Angus' comment, waiting until he'd left the room for a small smirk of amusement to cross his face. He thinks Cas is a woman? Easy mistake to make, Gus.


He squeezed Cas' hand, meeting the lieutenant’s mischievous grin and dark eyes. "Good looking, hmm? You hitting on me, Petar?" He smoothed over his olive skin with a thumb, before shifting over to a nearby shelf, digging out some battered old cook-books. He pulled out a cookbook intended for students, full of easy recipes that he was sure even Cas could conjure up. He placed it on the countertop and flicked through the pages, before turning it around for Cas to see. “There, that should be simple enough. Pasta.” He heard shuffling in the living room, and raised his head, knowing that Gus must be up to something.

 

[chellemrys]

"A-zaa, ew- gross. Why would I do that?" He teased, sticking out his tongue as Adrian turned to get the cook book.


The Lieutenant twisted his lips into an expression of contemplation, and he chuckled, "Pasta.. Noodles. That is all you want? No sauces- nothing?" He crossed his arms, "You can still order out if you want me to make something so unimpressive." The Lieutenant's watch-like hopper made a sudden loud 'beep', and a misty light blue flash lit up the kitchen for an instant. Cassidy snapped his wrist up to examine the device, and his lips curled into a grin as a hologram shot up from the device, strange text scrolling across as he read. "It is a long distance message from Lyd." Leaning against the wall, he continued to read, the alien letters whipping by, Cas reading rapidly.


Angus stepped in from the other room, "Whit was 'at?" (What was that?) The Lieutenant snapped his wrist down, shoving it behind his back with a grin. With the other hand Cas was suddenly pulling Adrian down on the floor, mock-wrestling Ade.


"Why do you think you will always win, you obviously can't!" They crashed to the floor with a thud, Cas wrestling the shocked other, tickling him between giggles. Obviously it was all a big distraction from the almost give-away. And it worked.


Angus belted out a tremendous laugh, "Th' lass is stronger than ye, Adrian!" (She is stronger than you, Adrian!) He thought this to be hilarious, and laughed at the pinned Adrian- who was flabbergasted and slightly dazed.

 

[Laine]

"Well...I was going to suggest that..." He lowered his voice to a hiss, "I just don't want you cooking anything that Gus might suspect is...alien" He said the word as if it were a cuss. Of course, Gus was far more likely to suspect it was foreign food than stuff from outer space - but he was still worried about Cassidy blowing his cover somehow.


He continued flicking through the cookbook as Cassidy started to read his message, crying out in terror as his feet were swept from underneath him by Cassidy, and he hit the hardwood floor painfully. "Cass, what the fuck?!" He squirmed in between other other's hands, not realising what he was doing until he heard Gus' booming voice above him. "Ah-ah...we'll...see about that, Petar!" He played along, grabbing one of Cas' wrists and trying to pull it off him, with zero success. Angus laughed above him, and he felt his face turn red at the prospect of being beaten, albeit by his far fitter, more muscular, military trained partner.


He kicked out but was well and truly pinned, and he rested his head on the ground, "Alright, Cas, I surrender." He avoided eye contact with Gus as he said so, expecting more jeering from his older brother.


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[chellemrys]

Cassidy raised his brows, a satisfied grin coming over his features, "You surrender? How shameful." He released Adrian, hopping to his feet, "Don't start fights you know you cannot win. Or be clever." He held out a hand to Adrian, pulling him up with a chuckle.


Angus poked Adrian as he got up, "Whaur did ye fin' thes a body?" (Where did you find this one?) The Scot stepped back, looking Cas over, "She is strang... Stronger than ye!" (She is strong... Stronger than you!)


The comment caught Cas' attention immediately, and he narrowed his eyes in confusion at Angus. She? That means.. A female body. Right? Someone who identifies as a female in the Earth age. The Lieutenant looked down at his body, and blinked a few times. If I do not look like a guy... Then what is a guy? Confusion clung to his features, and he ruffled his short hair, "A-zaa." With a roll of the eyes, he muttered under his breath- "Stupid Earth. Stupid ignorant ideals. Stupid gender roles." He crossed his arms, glaring at the ground, "I do not know why I cannot be just.. anything." Muttering he stuck up his nose, wearing a genuinely irritated expression. "How about we get... Pee-zaa." He stumbled over the word, over pronouncing the couple of syllables, "We have wasted much time- and I am sure we are all hungry."

 

[Laine]

Ade narrowed his eyes at the amused Cassidy, getting to his feet and recoiling as his brother poked him. He chuckled nervously, "Ahahah...we met...at the hospital. I was...I was on my break, and Cas had a sprained wrist. Probably from wrestling poor, defenseless guys like me around, right?" He nudged the lieutenant with his elbow, smirking at the memory of how they actually met. Cassidy did not seem to be listening though, and his arms were folded, and he had an indignant frown carved into his features. He cleared his throat, wrapping an arm around his shoulder and pulling him closer. He muttered to himself, but Ade only caught the last part of the sentence, and he decided to wait until Angus had left to ask him what was up.


"Peeet-zaar?" Ade joked, shaking him a little, "I think you mean Pizza, Cas. How much have you drunk...?" He unwrapped his arm and opened a nearby drawer, digging out a leaflet for a nearby pizza parlour. He spread it out, casually asking Gus and Cas what they wanted to order.

 

[chellemrys]

Cassidy felt compelled to argue with Adrian, over the proper pronunciation of 'pizza', because the short vowels sounded ridiculous. There was no rhythm or emphasis to them- English sometimes lacked a flavor he felt his native tongue held.


He thought better of that, and decided to act like a normal earthling, and pronounced pizza the 'right way'. He had no idea what to say for toppings- he could only think of his native vegetables. But Angus quickly dominated the decision, declaring mushrooms and ricotta were the best toppings- with extra garlic.


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[Laine]

After Ade made the call, he helped himself to another beer, pulling out a strong cider for both Gus and Cas. He smiled at Cas as he cracked the top off, winking at him, "One more won't hurt." He said, pushing it towards the other as he took a sip. Gus was already on his third. His cheeks glowing red and his voice merry as he spoke.


Adrian slipped an arm around Cas' waist, his hand grazing against the smooth material of the dress shirt in silent appreciation of the clothes he was wearing. He nodded to Gus, clearing his throat, "You and Angus have similar backgrounds, you know. You were in the military for...five years, was it Gus?" He said, poking Cas in the ribs again. He took another sip of his beer, beginning to feel more relaxed after the mixed day they'd had.


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[chellemrys]

Cassidy perked an eyebrow, taking the cider with a 'hmph', and a purse of his lips, "Wha- you want me to be drunk, or something?" His annoyed expression was rapidly sinking away, and by the time Adrian brought up the subject about the military, it was latent.


Cas took a short sip, peeking over the top of his bottle at Angus, "Military.. Similar?" He had to hold back a snort, half rolling his eyes. "Please." He hissed his critical comment under his breath, an amused smile gracing his lips.


Angus bore a genuinely confused expression, pursing his own lips and nervously starting, "Um, wa is 'at sae funay, Cassidy?" (Um, why is that so funny, Cassidy?) Cas shook his head, waving his behavior away, reassuring Angus he was simply remembering a funny joke. Angus skeptically raised a brow, but shrugged and continued, "Ryal Scots Airmy, Ah was in fur fower years. Ye?" (Royal Scots Army, I was in it for four years. You?)


Cassidy looked over at Adrian, cursing him for mentioning military. Now he would have to make up some grand military story, and he knew practically nothing about Earth military. "Also four, in the.. Great American Empire Army." He sounded genuine, simply because he was a good actor, and believed that the name of the US was the "Great American Empire", as taught in history courses in his time, along with Rome, Egypt, Greece, Britain, and so on. Even though all were not exactly 'empires', their impact made them as big as empires in history's view.


Angus held back a snort of his own, face twisting into amused confusion, "Wha?" He looked at Adrian, sputtering out the question, "Whit diz she pure techt? Whit is 'at?" (What does she mean? What is that?) Cassidy thankfully could not understand Angus clearly, and he also looked at Adrian, whispering: 'Is the American militia a joke or something?'

 

[Laine]

“Hmm, you could say that…” Adrian chuckled a little, sipping his beer as he realised how crude and odd-sounding Cas’ 21st century knowledge was. He bit his lip as his brother met his green eyes, suddenly realising that his choice of small talk was a poor subject indeed. Ade nudged Cassidy with this elbow again, rolling his eyes, “Great American Empire. Gotta love American patriotism, eh, Gus? Back at home it’s what we’d call the US armed forces.” He took another sip of his bottle, trying to look casual.


“You were Special Forces, weren’t you Cas?” He said, nodding to Gus as he wrapped an arm around the other’s shoulder, looking proud. The alcohol was beginning to make him feel slightly tipsy, “You know…anti-terrorism and that kinda stuff. All very hush-hush.” He raised his eyebrows and put a finger to his lips, relieved that he’d at least covered himself on that front; Gus wouldn’t be able to interrogate Cas about it now.


Ade changed the subject before Angus could say anymore, “You seeing anyone at the moment, Gus?”

 

[chellemrys]

Cassidy opened his mouth to answer, beginning: "Special forces? Ade, I'm just a Lieu-" He stopped at the finger hush, however, and bit his lip with a brief confused look. He just nodded, and a tiny smile graced his lips as he turned his attention back to Angus. "Yep." He had caught the emphasis on 'US Armed Forces', and his face grew a little pink, lips pressing into a line after the tiny smile. Oops.





The Lieutenant took another swig, listening to Angus begin, "Wa och aye, min' 'at lassie Ah mentioned puckle phain calls ago? Ah speart 'er tae tatties an' neebs abit a week ago." (Why yes; remember that girl I mentioned a few phone calls ago? I asked her out about a week ago.) The tall Scot grinned proudly, brushing a hand through his hair in one backward sweep, like Adrian often did.


Cas gave Angus a blank stare, eyes narrowing, "That was the most... Scottish thing I have ever heard... A-zaa, what?" He repeated the words under his breath, "Ah.. speaar-ht err taat-ees anneebs ebeets aa.. week ago?" His own accent came through on that phrase; he had no idea of how to pronounce Scottish slang- there was no hiding the Arabic-esque accent.

 

[Laine]

Ade nodded in brief memory, snapping his fingers together as he tried to remember her name. "Oh yeah...Connie, right? I thought you said she was all looks and no personality?" He cocked an eyebrow, smiling at his lover, who in his eyes had an excess of both.


Both the Scots in the room chuckled heartily at Cas' vain attempt at their language, with Ade noticing the obvious change in accent; he noticed Gus cocking an eyebrow, but he said nothing about it luckily. He patted Cas' shoulder, squeezing it and smirking as he spoke in his own home tongue, "Awh, dornt laugh, Gus, yoo'll gart heem aw embarassed loch." (Awh, don't laugh Gus, he's getting all embarrassed like.) He dipped his head down and pecked Cassidy on the cheek, looking up at Gus with a smirk as he did so, "Ah, tattie, yoo're nae frae th' highlands, ur ye hen?" (Ah, little one, you're not from the highlands, are you dear?)