(closed) god, it’s been a hell of a week

[scholiast]

who: lucretia + others (hmu if you'd like a starter!)
what: catch all for a couple things + canon update time :)
when: end of aug start of sep
where: here there everywhere
warnings: will be updated if they occur

Comments

[tutee]

[ Bill barely paid any attention in her class, her mind focused on the date to come after. Finally, the clock strikes eleven thirty and they're let out. Bill packs her things in a hurry, rushing for the door.

She's dressed comfortably but fashionably, trying to prepare for the sort of weather they might run into on their walk. As soon as she spots Lucretia, she waves back and jogs over. ]

Hey! Thanks for meeting me.

[scholiast]

Oh, it's no problem.

I like this. (She gives Bill's sweater a little tug on the sleeve, smiling shyly at her. She points vaguely ahead of them, and starts to walk in the same direction.)

Restaurant's this way– how was class? Are you hungry?

[tutee]

Thanks. I like your top as well. The color suits you.

[ Bill follows along, sticking her hands in the back pockets of her jeans. ]

Class was alright. I couldn't really pay attention, if I'm honest. [ She shoots Lucretia a smile. ] Too excited about meeting you.

[scholiast]

Thank you.

(She smiles back at Bill, flustered but very pleased.)

Oh, really? I'm glad to hear that. I've been looking forward to meeting you too; though I have to warn you that I haven't been on a date in an absurd amount of time, so I might be a little rusty at it.

[tutee]

[ Bill chuckles but smiles sympathetically. ] If it makes you feel any better, my last date was interrupted by the Pope.

[scholiast]

(She has no idea what the Pope is, is that dangerous or. When in doubt, smile and nod?)

Oh! Were you okay?

[tutee]

[ Bill shrugs. ]

Yeah, in the end. Scared my date off, though. And I had to go to the Vatican with the Doctor.

[scholiast]

Oh, I'm sorry.

(It's a little bit funny though. What a pain!) I haven't heard of the Vatican before. What kind of planet is it?

[tutee]

[ Bill can't help but laugh, even though Lucretia didn't mean it to be funny. ]

The Vatican's not a planet. It's a city-- or a country, on Earth. It's... the main seat of a major religion. The Pope is the head of that religion.

[scholiast]

Oh, I think I've actually heard about that before.

(Cisco dodged going into a further explanation, but the concept seems familiar.)

Well, we're very far from the Pope, so we should be safe for today.

[tutee]

Yeah. Good. [ She reaches out and takes Lucretia's hand. ]

I don't want to be interrupted.

[scholiast]

(She glances at Bill, smiling, and gives her hand a little squeeze.)

Uh, the place that I chose for lunch– I've never been there before, but I'm told they do really good brunch-type food? Eggs, and fish and stuff.

[tutee]

Sounds perfect. I haven't done brunch in ages.

[ Brunch is so... American, Bill thinks. It's different than a proper English breakfast. ]

[scholiast]

Two of my coworkers are chefs, so brunch has sort of replaced breakfast as a new constant on our ship.

(Since they all sleep in and then eat at different times. It's nice.) But I haven't done a sensible, sit-down type brunch sans bickering for ages, so I've been looking forward to it.

[tutee]

[ Bill raises her free hand in an "I swear" gesture. ]

No bickering from me. This will be a bicker-free zone.

[scholiast]

I knew I liked you for a reason.

(The restaurant is fairly quiet considering the time of day; Lucretia supposes she needn't have booked. Their table is outside because the weather is still so fair, and, as she trails her finger down the menu, she glances up curiously at Bill.)

Is there anything you don't eat? I'm sorry, I didn't even think to ask that before.

[tutee]

[ Bill reads her menu with nervous excitement, her knee bobbing as she taps her foot under the table. ]

Oh, me, I eat anything. No allergies or intolerances. Besides, life's too short not to try new food.

[scholiast]

I agree.

Well, uh, not so much about the life's too short thing? (Life has been absurdly long so far, and in the strangest way possible, so.) But I like trying new things. There's– have you seen that fruit that grows here? The spiked one? I haven't seen it anything like it before.

[tutee]

[ Bill's face lights up with recognition. ] I've seen it! Haven't tried it though, I wonder what it's called...

[ She looks down at the menu as though there's a chance "spiky fruit" will be listed somewhere. ]

[scholiast]

(Lucretia laughs, propping her elbow on the table and chinning her hand.)

I don't think it's just going to be on the menu!

Two of my friends are wonderful chefs, so I've tried some pretty odd things over the years.

[tutee]

Oh yeah? I imagine you must have, traveling so much.

[ She's reminded of the time she ate blue nutrient jello on a human colony planet in the future. ]

[scholiast]

Mmm hmm. It changed quite drastically with what was available to eat on any planet.

(Somebody comes over to take their orders and Lucretia hands back her menu happily, pleased to think of the food that will be delivered shortly.)

In contrast, I can't cook worth a dime.

[tutee]

[ Bill smiles sympathetically. ]

Cooking's not that hard. If you have a recipe, all you have to do is follow the instructions.

[scholiast]

(Lucretia flusters a little.) I know! I know, it, uh, seems like it should be simple but I can't do it.

(Cooking is just not her thing.)

[tutee]

[ Bill smiles. Flustered Lucretia is cute. ]

S'alright. It's like me with singing. Should be simple, but I just can't.