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After handing Lucian his tea Simon began sipping at his own, looking under the jacket he wore a tight fitting vest, that allowed for easy movement of his wings whilst not flapping about in a way that would distract him he was margianlly impressed that he'd dragged the vest on in his semi-zombie state of mind regardless he kept at his tea, feeling gradually more awake with each sip, "At the very least I hope we see other flight type supernaturals there." he said, mostly to himself, but aloud so Lucian could comment should he want to.

Simon nodded, downing the rest of his tea and bunging his mug into the sink he walked out grabbing his keys as he went, saying "Don't forget to lock up!" as he shut the door behind him.

Simon walked up to his door still holding Rebecca's hand he tried to open the door. It didn't open. "Huh... either Lucian doesn't trust his rooms lock or he's not in." Simon though. He'd go for the latter, Lucian didn't seem the type to just get a partner and have some sensual fun in the room.

Simon walked into the room, it was feeling homely already. He used his arm to make a sweeping gesture. "Behold the magnificence." he said comedically. He reluctantly let go of her hand, he'd need both hands for making dinner... which was odd. He thought Lucian would be back by now, regardless he decided to apologise to Lucian later instead of ask permission. With a mental flick of a wheel he decided to make "Not tuna casserole." he'd make portions for 4 that way if Lucian ate out or something they had left overs for a quick meal should they be tired one night. Simon darted about the ktichen, minced beef, baked beans, tomato ketchup, peas, a bag of basmati rice, a botle of wocestershire sauce and he'd gotten all the ingredients. He cracked his fingers in place before asking "Would you like towatch the TV? Or maybe play a game whilst I make this? I doubt the process of making this is going to be entertaining." he didn't want to bore her whilst he made it.

Simon sighed slightly disapointed that he had to rely on television to entertain Rebecca whilst he made dinner. Regardless he set to work, he plucked a china boiling pot from the cupboard after filling it with water and the rice he put it in the microwave for 1 hour 45 minues. Having dealt with the rice he then set about with the not-tuna. He threw the mince into a pan and broke it up, waiting until it was brown to add the next set of ingredients. Once the meat browned he threw the other ingredients in adding plenty of ketchup and a bit of wocestershire sauce. He let that cook for a bit, stirring occaisionally to prevent burning.

*timeskip somewhere in the region of 45 minutes*

Simon set the burner to simmer to keep the casserole warm while he fished out the oven mitts. He plucked the china pot carefully from the micorwave and lifted the lid. The warm smell of cooked rice joined the smell of the casserole. He enjoyed that smell thoroughly. Regardless Simon fetched plates and cutlery. He set it down on the table and then served the dish returning the pot to the stove and putting the lid back on the boiling pot. "Dinners ready." he said triumphantly, he only hoped she'd enjoy it. It was a good meal his mother had invented, or at least he felt it was. He sat down, eager to tuck in but waiting for Rebecca to sit and begin herself. Was only correct table ettiquette after all.

Lucian Crow

Lucian led Amanya up the last few stairs before heading down the hallway to his door. He produced the keyring from his pocket but was mildly surprised to find the door was unlocked. He opened the door and poked his head in. "Simon? You in?" He asked, heading inside. He spotted Simon at the table with the girl they had met at the music room the previous day. "Oh, hello again." He said with a little surprise. "Come in, come in." He beckoned to Amanya.

Simon smiled as she complimented his cooking. And he began eating it, "Yep, just like mom used to make." he thought, he left the thought unguarded so Rebecca could hear it if she wanted. He then said "Glad ya like it." he also was glad he kept it a surprise. It meant she got a first taste prpoerly, not one that she could sift from his memories. He watched her ponder things, he was curious but he wouldn't probe. "Who taught me to cook? Well, Mom and Dad did. Mom came up with innovative recipes and Dad tried'em, it was a great combo and when I was getting all the paper work in order to fly over here they decided to get my training in. Seriously, whilst Mom's recipes are hard to mess up, I did when I started, big time." Simon used the fact that she could read minds to his advantage now relaying the images of his first attempt at cooking. A blackened mass of something that Simon had named "mystery food X" he stopped trying to relay images and went back to talking "After the mystery food X incident of 2011 I dedicated a lot of my free time to learning how to actually cook. I think I'm at least a passable cook now." he finished, and then he started eating again.

Only to be stopped short by Lucian coming in, "Yeah, I'm here." he called to Lucian who had already entered. He looked slightly disaproving as Lucian entered, but was confused when he beckoned for someone. "Whos he bringing?" he thought before seeing the girl come in "Hey... aren't you the lass that...?" he trailed off slightly, passing images of this morning flight lesson to Rebecca to give her the context for his confusion. He looked back to see the woman hiding her face by looking downwards. "Hello. You don't have to worry. I don't bite." Simon said trying to sound friendly to the obviously daunted woman. He was confused by her shyness... but didn't question it. "We were just having dinner, if you guys would like to take a seat I can get you some." he did the rough math in his head. He had enough for all of them he plated up some more food and set it down with some cutlery. Perhaps some food would bring this woman out of her shell.

Simon looked back to Rebecca and thought "Sorry. I didn't forsee this happening." he was happy that she had that ability, meant they could have truly private talks... unless her borther had the same ability. In which case that would prove problematic.He chuckled lightly as these thoughts drifted through his head before sitting down to eat again.

Lucian Crow

Lucian nodded to Simon and made for the kitchen, picking up a pair of plates for himself and Amanya, dishing up some food for them both. He hadn't expected Rebecca to be here, but no matter, they could just wait for a while before they got down to investigate.

He set down the two plates at the table. It might be a little cramped for elbow room, but not too much. He took one of the seats and scooted it back for Amanya in a gentlemanly gesture.