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Veer would say 'fashionably late', would argue that he'd intended to show up a bit after things got rolling, after people were all settled in. The truth of the matter, though, was that he'd got hung up at work, fighting his way through a program that didn't want to obey, a database that kept adding one to his numbers, and he hadn't been able to figure out why. Two and a half hours of fighting and he'd looked up at the clock -- well. Late.

If it had occurred to him to take the mirror, he probably would have joined Josh on Quinn's list, could have been there before things really got going. As it stood, he could pretend that this had been sheer politeness as he rung in.

The bottle of vodka tucked under his arm was cheap, wrapped up in a plastic bag. The OJ was out, dangling from three fingers as he leaned a shoulder up against the door and stared back down the hall, waiting and listening and then testing the doorknob to see if it was unlocked.

Lydia made a very obvious show of rolling her eyes as she walked back towards the kitchen from the hall, the ice cream tucked beneath her arm until she'd reached the counter beside the sink. She had ignored Quinn's grabbing hands, and it was pure kindness on behalf of her injuries that kept her from swatting the other girl upside the back of the head. "Chill for two seconds and I'll get you one."

While she busied herself with opening the box and digging a bar from within, she took her time in looking over everyone that currently milling about in Quinn and her's living room. "So you already know everyone powered down, but I don't. Maybe some introductions?" Hazel eyes were lingering on the two blondes, she had a fair idea who they might be, but her mind just wouldn't connect the dots for her. Whatever magic kept their senshi identities secret from their civilian selves was powerful s**t. "And everyone's free to help themselves to an ice cream bar," she added as more an afterthought then anything else, tucking the box into the freezer door, two bars shy of it's advertised amount.

Everything put away, Lydia wandered through the living room and took a seat on arm of the couch closest to Quinn, draping an arm around her shoulders to waggle the ice cream in front of her nose. The other bar was her herself, but she'd wait to open it until her roommate was situated.

She didn't really hear the door knob being tested, but she certainly heard Quinn shouting out to whomever might have been lurking behind it. It made her jump, eyes going wide before narrowing down into annoyed slits. "My ear is right there," she protested, but not as though she really meant it. Ever since Quinn had helped her rob her old room, she'd grown rather fond of the other girl.

Veer planted one heavy boot against the door to close it firmly behind him, eyes flickering to the crew in Quinn's apartment. It seemed like there were a lot of them. It hadn't felt like this many when they'd been in mirrorspace, but perhaps that was due to relative size; here they bumped elbows a bit more, took up more of the space...

"It's not for sick, it's for ******** screwdrivers." With a snort, he set the vodka and OJ down on the coffee table in front of Quinn, freeing a hand up to root around in his pocket. It took him a moment, but he came up with a flash drive, hanging from a long cord; all dressed up in camo, it was rather obviously a gift.

"If you're going to be grounded..." He swung it and raised his eyebrows, waiting for her to take it.

"Might as well have something to watch."

Well. At least everyone knew he had a p***s.

Jett had listened, though really had no drive to keep his mouth shut for too terribly long when he heard the names. Albireo was a name he recognized.

He repeated the name, to clarify. “Albireo? …I know her. She was—” he looked at Raven, “The girl that was there when I woke up after those salamanders.” Which was descriptive enough; if Raven forgot the giant salamanders they’d encountered in Aquarius, he could have throttled her. It was only speculation that she’d actually met Albireo; he’d never actually asked Raven about it since his interactions with Albireo were limited.

Curiously, he glanced at Quinn. Albireo definitely hadn’t been a dark mirror senshi when he’d met her, so his mind bridged the gap for him. “She was one of the ones that…”

Jett let his sentence drift of and instead just gesturing towards her—and all of her injuries. “Huh. She told me she wasn’t an active fighter. She was really involved?” he asked, mostly rhetorically, still somewhat amazed that the girl that had brought him a toothbrush could have ever had a hand in beating someone so badly.

Hazel eyes jumped from person to person as they were introduced in time, though at the end of it they rolled back to Jett. Quinn had such a colorful way of speaking, and Lydia couldn't help but grin at blonde in the computer chair, chuckling softly under her breath while she slide low on her perch so she could lean against her roommate's shoulder. She was hurt, but she wasn't breakable.

Quinn would find her screwdriver suddenly missing from her hand as Lydia slide it out of her grasp and helped herself to a drink. "Veer, you're amazing." Beer was all fine and dandy, but Lydia liked her drinks with a little more flavor and a lot more kick.

She gave the drink back as Jett questioned about one of the scouts that'd had a hand in Quinn's injuries, ginger brows dipping unhappily. "They're liars," she interjected bitterly to Jett after he mentioned the swans supposedly passive nature. Hadn't they all realized that yet? Liars, murders, and cowards. And anyone that happened to escape that title was horribly misinformed. Of all the new Dark Moon senshi, Lydia probably held the biggest grudge towards the white moon court.

Sniffing sharply, she ripped the top of her ice cream bar open then looped an arm around Quinn's shoulders. "I'll gladly help you administer some pay back."

Veer made a faintly amused sound -- and managed to suppress the urge to make inappropriate comments to Quinn. Instead he went to hunt down his own glass, to grab ice, to make himself a drink, to abandon his coat on a chair, and then take up space on the couch. His posture was relaxed, absent, distracted. He sipped and listened, but in an unfocused way, eyes flicking around the apartment to take in familiar details.

When he did speak, it was absent and distracted, fingertips strumming out a thoughtless rhythm against his glass and his foot bouncing a little. This was too serious for him, maybe. Or too much talk, more accurately. "So do it. We can just find then. There's like six of us or something, so we just keep an eye out, call for backup, wham bam and thank you ma'am, what the ******** are we talking about it for?"

He gestured vaguely, taking another long gulp and going for ice cream.

Joshua couldn't help it - there was something about Quinn's crudeness that was part of the english girl's charm. Maybe because if they'd had any say in it, his parents would probably have never allowed him anywhere near someone like her.

Therefore, Quinn was one of the few thing that kept him grounded - a reminder that this life was behind him. Somehow she made him long for home and for his parents less.

Through, with all of them here now, it was easy to think he'd lost his birth family only to gain a much different one.

Joshua was ultimately unsurprised that Veer showed up with alcohol - really, in between Veer and Quinn, he'd probably had more alcohol in the last few weeks than he'd had in the rest of his teenage years. He accepted the glass with a thankful nod.

Pomona, Peppers. Albiero, Swans. Check, check­. There would be two senshi who would get a very nasty surprise, if they thought they could deck Leto and not get the rest of the court crashing down on them for it.

The screwdriver went down and he reached for some ice cream idly. "So, is there anything you want us to get for you ?" Sure, she had Navi and Thule with her, but if he could help, too, then he definitively would.

Kestrel was late, mostly because part of her had pondered whether to go and visit at all. She had got the message the same as everyone else but she had been too proud to ask for help with living conditions and was worried it might come up if she went to visit. However they had saved her and she wasn't too proud to be thankful.

Kes had spent a lot of time as a senshi since becoming one, if only because she could be someone else. It felt good to be someone else and to not think of her own worries. However she still had school, which was something horrible and she had the birds, which she adored. However she was Kestrel today to see Quinn and to show how thankful she was to the whole court.

She had been pacing outside the house for a bit before she actually went and knocked on the door. She wasn't expecting many people to be here, surely everyone would visit her when they felt like it not all at once but then a surprise wasn't a bad thing really.


((Sorry for being so late to the RP... its been a long week!))