It wouldn't be the first mug you've gifted me with.
[He actually quite disliked how many of his cherished objects from his office weren't here. Mugs, ashtrays, even pictures had been adorned with her graffiti and given as gifts over the years. None of them here in Aldrip. The jacket was a good replacement for some of his more favoured objects.
He pushed off from the counter, shrugging his shoulders as he slowly eased into the other chair.]
Little excitement aside from people celebrating this holiday. I expect it will be quiet for today. Beyond that, I will have to set up my little required servitude to the Council soon.
( she lifts her head slightly to give her father a look. this is a joke, she hopes. because when has he ever seen her with the stuff?! coffee is only meant for stuffy old people who enjoy reading boring papers about politics. which... explains why silco has a cup every morning at his work desk. )
[He took a purposeful long sip from his coffee mug, staring at her above the rim.]
You're right. You can't settle now, so adding coffee would likely mean the house would cease to stand within twelve hours.
[He leaned back in his chair, watching her and slowly shaking his head. He knew better than to challenge her, and it wasn't the kind of relationship they had. Still, he could do his version of teasing her.]
Lay your head down and sleep then. I'll watch over you.
But what about breakfast? You sure you don't want help?
(not that she thinks her father can't handle it on his own, but it's one of the rare hobbies the two share. although, a yawn escapes her lips and the countertop, despite its texture, feels rather comfortable for her weary head. )
I should be fully capable on my own if history has shown any indication. You don't sleep nearly enough as it is, so it's best to take the opportunities when they arise.
[He could make food and was actually getting better at it. There was a benefit to owning to restaurants now in that he could occasionally improve previously atrophied skills.]
( folding her arms on the countertop to use as a pillow, jinx presses her cheek against her newly fuzzy sleeve coat -- allowing her body to unwind. to fall asleep right here on ground level is slightly nerve wrecking to her, it's easy for enemies to get the upper hand this way.
sleeping in the rafters makes things complicated for intruders, thus why she tends to hang in the ceiling (besides the fact she prefers to be above it all than below). but all the windows and doors are locked tight, and she isn't alone either. so things should be fine. )
[So she would sleep right there, was it? Silco didn't mind as he could keep an eye on her and minimize the kind of noise that might disturb her sleep in the house at least. Outside was another matter that he couldn't control... not yet anyway.
He sipped from his mug of coffee, abandoning the need for breakfast at this point. He persisted on coffee for many years, and that was good enough for him. He had financials to read and the network to look over as well, so he could keep things quiet while remaining close by so that she wouldn't feel alone in the house on the main floor.]
No one would be stupid enough to break in, I expect.
( she agrees, yawning one more time then breathing in deep and out to expand her lungs. ) Good night, Silco.
( which it's strange to say given it's no longer night, but morning. but saying "good morning" sounds ridiculous, and it's mostly associated with getting ready for the day. and jinx is definitely not ready for the day just yet. she needs about maybe two more hours. )
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action; christmas day
Date: 2023-12-28 04:29 am (UTC)[He actually quite disliked how many of his cherished objects from his office weren't here. Mugs, ashtrays, even pictures had been adorned with her graffiti and given as gifts over the years. None of them here in Aldrip. The jacket was a good replacement for some of his more favoured objects.
He pushed off from the counter, shrugging his shoulders as he slowly eased into the other chair.]
Little excitement aside from people celebrating this holiday. I expect it will be quiet for today. Beyond that, I will have to set up my little required servitude to the Council soon.
action; christmas day
Date: 2023-12-28 04:59 pm (UTC)Guess it's a "Jinx sleep" kinda day. I could use another twenty or thirty minutes of shut-eye before I get the gears moving.
action; christmas day
Date: 2023-12-29 02:19 pm (UTC)Do you want a cup of coffee, or would you prefer to snuggle down in the coat and sleep for a few hours?
action; christmas day
Date: 2023-12-29 03:49 pm (UTC)( she lifts her head slightly to give her father a look. this is a joke, she hopes. because when has he ever seen her with the stuff?! coffee is only meant for stuffy old people who enjoy reading boring papers about politics. which... explains why silco has a cup every morning at his work desk. )
action; christmas day
Date: 2023-12-30 02:55 am (UTC)You're right. You can't settle now, so adding coffee would likely mean the house would cease to stand within twelve hours.
[He leaned back in his chair, watching her and slowly shaking his head. He knew better than to challenge her, and it wasn't the kind of relationship they had. Still, he could do his version of teasing her.]
Lay your head down and sleep then. I'll watch over you.
action; christmas day
Date: 2024-01-02 04:23 pm (UTC)(not that she thinks her father can't handle it on his own, but it's one of the rare hobbies the two share. although, a yawn escapes her lips and the countertop, despite its texture, feels rather comfortable for her weary head. )
action; christmas day
Date: 2024-01-06 06:40 pm (UTC)[He could make food and was actually getting better at it. There was a benefit to owning to restaurants now in that he could occasionally improve previously atrophied skills.]
action; christmas day
Date: 2024-01-07 04:41 am (UTC)sleeping in the rafters makes things complicated for intruders, thus why she tends to hang in the ceiling (besides the fact she prefers to be above it all than below). but all the windows and doors are locked tight, and she isn't alone either. so things should be fine. )
... Okay. Wake me up if someone is breaking in.
action; christmas day
Date: 2024-01-07 05:06 pm (UTC)He sipped from his mug of coffee, abandoning the need for breakfast at this point. He persisted on coffee for many years, and that was good enough for him. He had financials to read and the network to look over as well, so he could keep things quiet while remaining close by so that she wouldn't feel alone in the house on the main floor.]
No one would be stupid enough to break in, I expect.
action; christmas day 🎀 wrapped like a present
Date: 2024-01-08 04:39 am (UTC)( she agrees, yawning one more time then breathing in deep and out to expand her lungs. ) Good night, Silco.
( which it's strange to say given it's no longer night, but morning. but saying "good morning" sounds ridiculous, and it's mostly associated with getting ready for the day. and jinx is definitely not ready for the day just yet. she needs about maybe two more hours. )