In this twilight, how dare you speak of grace

[freezerburned]

Who: Isaac and Jackson || Isaac and Derek || Isaac and Sophie
What: Isaac's three modes are: fighting, realtalks, and crying. So. Isaac stirs up a lot of shit everywhere because he's Isaac. Brawling with Jackson, talking about heavy stuff in the future with Derek, and most likely just breaking down on Sophie. Good times.
When: 293 || 294 || evening of 294
Where: On the streets || Derek's place in Thor || Sophie's place
Rating: PG-15 or so? Fighting and talk of death

Three threads in one post so it doesn't get spammy. :)

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[hollowchild]

Mm. I'm sorry.

[for not helping, she means, and she does sound genuinely sorry about that. it's literally her nature to be adaptable, to take what life throws at her and keep going. so she just goes quiet, leaning sideways to rest her shoulder and head against the back of the couch. ]

[freezerburned]

[And Isaac just takes a deep breath and lets her relax, shaking his head a little before moving to stand- the motion is sudden, like he suddenly can't take sitting on that couch for a second longer.]

I'm starving.

[hollowchild]

There's lasagna and garlic bread for dinner.

[she unfolds herself from the couch and heads for the kitchen. lasagna and bread are both staying warm in the oven, and when she takes them out it's obvious there's way more than two people could eat--she was cooking for leftovers, so isaac isn't putting anyone out at all by having some. she uses a blade of shadow to cut the lasagna, which changes into a spatula to scoop it out. there's veggies in there, as well as ground meat and a generous amount of cheese. after adding a slice of bread she hands the plate to isaac]

We usually eat on the couch or the floor, sorry. No table.

[freezerburned]

That's fine, I'm used to it.

[He lives in those dinky little Hel rooms still, there's not much room for anything there.]

-thanks. I'll bring over some stuff later to make up for it.

[hollowchild]

[there are pillows, cushions and blankets, as well as a beanbag chair on the floor if he's not feeling the couch. sophie and connor are apparently nesters.]

You're welcome. Mm, you don't need to, but if you'd like to.

[she takes a bit of food for herself, although not very much, and sits down on a cushion, her back against the couch]

[freezerburned]

[When Isaac has served himself up some, he moves to sit on the beanbag chair, taking a curious bite of it, before nodding.]

I just want to stop thinking about things for awhile.

[hollowchild]

[sophie's not a bad cook--connor eats like a teenaged boy, so she's gotten quite a bit of practice. it's just lasagna, but it's nicely spiced and not a mushy mess. the garlic bread is very garlicky, though]

More than fair. Eat, and then I'll show you my room. I don't sleep there, so you can. Do you know anything about the stars?

[freezerburned]

In Asgard? Not really.

[He shrugs, nibbling a little at the food. In truth, he's not... actually that hungry, but it's a good distraction from having to look at her.]

[hollowchild]

No, at home. The ones here are different. Where Connor lives, it's too bright even at night to really see stars, but Draco and I compared, and we see the same stars. Or at least the same constellations.

[she's mostly talking to talk, and she eats like someone who gets scolded to do so, in small bites that she doesn't seem to pay all that much attention to]

[freezerburned]

I never really paid attention to them.

[He tilts his head up at her.]

You like that? Astronomy?

[hollowchild]

Forest all looks the same, after awhile. I could tell which direction I was going by finding the constellations. But yes, I suppose I do like them. And they have stories, too, most of them.

[freezerburned]

I've never really paid much attention to it. It all looks the same to me.

[hollowchild]

I suppose if you've never had reason to look, it would. I can show you, if you like. They're on the ceiling of the room you'll stay in anyway.

[freezerburned]

On the ceiling? You mean like the glow in the dark stuff?

[hollowchild]

Just paint, although it would be nice if they glowed.

[freezerburned]

I'll be sure to check it out then.

[Isaac shrugs, but it's pretty evident that his heart isn't in the conversation.]

[hollowchild]

Mm.

[she'd been offering him an out, some noise he could pretend to listen to and not have to contribute anything. but she doesn't seem bothered that he doesn't take it, just goes back to steadily picking at her food. as much as she wants to help, or at least be helpful, sophie's not sure if there's anything she can do besides be present]