16560/Peaceful dinner or will there be a run involved

Peaceful dinner or will there be a run involved
Date of Scene:	08 October 2024
Location:	Big Belly Burger, Gravesend
Synopsis:	A random meet at th burger joint ends with a loosely thrown together dinner date later in the week.
Cast of Characters:	Jacen Masters, Quake

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Jacen Masters has posed:
Food. One of four things no medic can guaruntee while on duty. Food, water, the bathroom, or sleep while on call. For the moment th cowboy is in ambulance gear, a trauma pack rests on the table as well as a glass of what appears to be iced tea.

Quake has posed:
Skye was using Grendel. Of course. The mechanics at SHIELD kept trying to change her mind to someone more modern, and fixable, but so far Skye had been winning. Of course, Grendel didn't like the drive-thru. But going inside to get her meal - take out, of course - seemed a very little price to keep on using Grendel. Especially during the dinner hour, where the drive-thru was stop and go.

Walking into the restaurant, she surveyed the exits and the customers. (A bad habit from working in SHIELD? Though, she had trained herself to do it even before. Just she was better these days!)

Amazingly, most people didn't come in, using the drive-thru. Meaning Skye was at the cash register faster than if she drove in the drive-thru. Even with accounting for parking.

"Hamburger, onion rings, and a root beer, thanks. To go." And while she waited for her order, she grinned at Jacen. "Long time no see."

Jacen Masters has posed:
Taking a drink of his tea, Jacen glances at the door when someone arrives. Not something he is trained to do, just something that he does. Recognizing the new arrival he eases a little and just watches for now.

When she notices him and he offers a smirk and reaches up to touch his forehead with one finger. His hat would have lifted a little if it had been there,"Been a while yeah. Business been too good f'r me at m' regular job I'm 'fraid. They keep me hoppin' out there."

Quake has posed:
Skye grins. "Better you than me."

She takes a moment to remind the server to put extra ketchup and napkins in her bag.

"Fury kicked me out." She shrugs. "Told me to take the week off. Apparently I haven't taken any days for myself for the last four years. Five? Whatever. I mean, he can't prevent me from doing work at home, but until this time next week, I am verboten, persona non grata at the Trisk."

For some reason she finds that funny.

Jacen Masters has posed:
"Makin' ya take a vacation?" he replies with a smirk,"Mus' be nice. I 'bout gotta threaten physical force f'r more'n two days off of late." he teases,"I wonder'f I'll get a few days off'f I do smack somebody."

He winks, clearly not serious. His sandwich arrives and he thanks the person that brings it up. Settling into a seat he tells her,"So might's well take a day'r two ta sleep at least. Prolly ya ain' done that'n a while."

Quake has posed:
"It's been longer, really. But there was always Clint making me take the odd days of, even when things were kind of.." And here Skye wiggles her hand from side to side. "What does he expect me to do with all this time?"

She picks up her bag, and comes closer.

"They still having problems finding ambulance drivers? I heard that they slashed the budget yet again, which really sucks. Even if you are single. You are still single, aren't you?"

Jacen Masters has posed:
"Yeah. I think th' last time I had time off I w's ridin' bulls. So that'll give ya an idea how long for me." he replies with a nod. He opens the food and tells her,"Go out. Get some horizontal m'sbehavior on an' go back ta work well rested an' energized."

Yeah he said it. Indicating the table for her to join him he nods,"Yeah. Paramedics're a premium at th' moment." he agrees,"I mean I get a helluva lotta over time so I reckon I'm reapin' th' rewards, but hell on th' personal life." A drink and a nod,"Yeah, still single. Nobody wants ta be tied up inta this life right now. Too many risks. Exposed to body fluids all the time."

Quake has posed:
Skye snorts, as she takes a seat across from him. After all, Grendel is a generous sort, and doesn't mind waiting.

"Who do you think I should fuck? Because the last time I looked around there wasn't a whole lineup at my door looking for the time of day. You think that bodily fluids turn people off? You should try being an Agent of SHIELD."

Seeing as he was eating, she took her meal out of the bag to join him.

Jacen Masters has posed:
A soft laugh and he replies,"Darlin' I'll say it. It's a law of nature. Even a less attractive woman can get picked up as the night wears on 'n th' bars. Ugly guys go home lonely." He shrugs,"Is what it is an' you ain' less than attractive. Get y'r drink on an' don' talk 'bout work. Just make sure he covers it'n get y'r freak on...is that what they say 'r is that a past thing now? I cain' keep up."

Quake has posed:
"Nah." Skye shakes her head. "I'm well past those days when I would fuck anyone and kick them out when I was done. The one thing that Clint ruined me for is now I need something more behind the sex. I mean you don't have to profess love, but to sleep with anyone, I may as well sleep with no one."

Jacen Masters has posed:
"Yeah. I don' run like I used to. Oh once'n a while maybe. F'r th' most part if there isn't anything b'hind it, it ain' th' same." he agrees,"I mean sure it's a good time'n all, but sometimes it's a question of wakin' up catchin' somethin' ya cain' get rid of with a shot."

Quake has posed:
"My right hand is just as good, and I don't need to think of lies about my job."

Skye shrugs, and nibbles on an onion ring.

"But, surely you jest? I mean, you're good looking. To hell with the assorted bodily fluids. I can think of neighbourhoods that walking down the street is more dangerous than your job."

Jacen Masters has posed:
"That will get th' job done." he agrees in regards to the right hand,"Doesn't get jealous eithr."

He takes a bite of his sandwich when his radio squaks. No call out, but a reminder to eat.

He winks and tells her,"When I w's younger an' didn' think 'bout that sorta thing I had m' share." he assures her,"As f'r th' bodily fluids, I have a partner gettin' tested right now b'cause some strung out junkie prick bit her hard enough ta break skin while she w's trying to help him. I dunno how his nose got broken."

Quake has posed:
That? Made Skye laugh a bit.

More seriously, "Well, if you want a home cooked meal, I'm really not the girl for you. Unless you want homemade Pho, or roast chicken. But give me a heads up first. Other than that, I am pretty good with speed dial and my favourite restaurants. My home is always welcoming."

Jacen Masters has posed:
He smirks as he takes another bite of his burger. He laughs as well. A nod when she makes the comment about home cooked,"I'd 'bout kill f'r a homecooked anything." he admits. He chases the bite with a drink and the radio tones out.

He sighs as this one is for real. He stands up and grabs the trauma bag,"Extra fries if ya want. Hell you c'n have th' burger if ya want. Pertty sure I ain' got no cooties." A wink and he starts for the door,"I'm off Friday. If y'r up f'r it I'll take ya up on tha' dinner. I think ya got m' number. Pertty sure ya know how ta get't if ya don't."

With that, he is out the door and off towards the hospital across the way. A few minutes later the sound of ambulance sirens scream to life.