Merry Christmas!

[juststeverogers]

It took an awful lot of work to track down everyone and get their gifts in order, but Steve's going to be running around the Nexus giving out presents to all of his friends. Or inviting them over to his apartment. Whatever works for them!




((Stealing verity's setup--please go to the top level for your character and begin commenting as you like. Feel free to make Steve work to find you, he's got gifts for you all!))

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Glad you enjoyed it! :D

[rogueinladysclothing]

She doesn't look up at him - the eggs would burn if she did. It may look like she's hiding, but it's not that. Really. Yes it is.

"I'm feeling like myself again, if that's what you're asking." It's the best non-answer she can give right now. "My sleep schedule is completely fucked, though." A small sigh escapes her as she portions the eggs and sausage onto two plates. After setting aside the skillet, she motions toward the table and brings the plates over, then the coffee a moment later.

"Sorry I ruined your Christmas," she says softly as she sits down at the table. "It wasn't my intention to do so." She's going to keep her eyes down as much as possible as she pours then each a cup of coffee - it's all she can do to hide her face since her hair is always pinned up.

[juststeverogers]

"That's good to hear." No need to focus on it if she doesn't want to. The fact that he's managed to help her calm down is good news enough. She didn't hurt herself. She ate and slept. She'll get better as things go on.

Steve's sure of it. So he sets a small box down on the table and pushes it her way.

"Merry Christmas, Amelia."

[rogueinladysclothing]

After everything she just put him through, the last thing Amelia expects is to receive the Christmas present Steve mentioned when she and Verity brought him his presents. But there's that small wrapped box again. And given the way he's pushed it toward her, it seems rude to not accept it.

The pot of coffee is carefully set aside before she takes the box and opens it carefully, gasping softly when she finds the oil and the tea inside. "Steve, I... I didn't expect... I mean, certainly not after... But this..." Despite her inability to find the proper words, she looks up at him and smiles brightly. "Thank you. For everything. Really."

[juststeverogers]

"I had the oil scented especially for you." He figured she liked flowers form her hairpin, so it's rose and wildflowers, with a hint of some kind of meadow grass. Ravari did a good job with it--that much he does know.

"The tea is just...it's something I saw you drinking before. I hope it's the right kind." He shrugs. "I didn't want to give it to you until you felt better. Merry Christmas."

[rogueinladysclothing]

"That's very kind of you." Part of her wants to say 'sweet,' but it wouldn't feel right if she did. Carefully, she opens the bottle of oil and wafts the fragrance toward herself. It's light and subtle - and it reminds her vaguely of home. "This will be perfect for oiling my leathers. Thank you."

She sets aside the oil and then picks up the tea, opening up the container and taking in the light floral scent. It's a combination of rose and lavender, which, although an odd combination, is Amelia's favorite. A slight blush comes to her cheeks when she looks up at him again. "I can't believe you remembered the tea I like. I only remember ordering it once when we went to the Harp together." Because she doesn't think it's memorable when others watch her make her own tea when she visits them, apparently.

[juststeverogers]

"Don't give me all the credit on that one. I described it to the elderly gentleman and his nephew who work in the tea shop, and they were the ones who came up with the blend. All I did was pay for it." He laughs a bit to deflect the compliment as much as he can.

"But I'll be sure to stop by again and let him know it was the right selection."

[rogueinladysclothing]

He's allowed things to slide for her this morning, so she'll do the same in return. No need to get him too flustered. "Perhaps you'd show me this place some day? If the tea is as delicious as it smells, I'll be stopping by quite often to pick up more." She winks and sets aside her gifts to take a sip of her coffee. It's still not great, but she honestly doesn't mind that part.