sliceitwithwind | Warehouse AU because of course it is.

Warehouse AU because of course it is.

"We've got a ping." the quiet voice of the man at the computer nevertheless managed to cut through the back-and-forth of the people taking care of routine business in the rare downtime they had to do such things as reports, maintenance of their gear, and general unwinding.

"Who's going, and where?" the largest of the people in the room asked, already folding the papers he'd been working with into a neat file which he handed to the one-eyed man who'd been woken by the magic words. Anything else and it took him hours to come to awareness, but a ping? Seconds.

"You two, and New York City. We've got reports about a museum's statues coming to life. Go."

The file dropped onto the desk with a grunted, "Sign it when I get back." and the two men headed to NYC to see if they could figure out what needed to be snagged and bagged.
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At the museum they looked around for the cops in charge. There were always cops, and how they could talk to the boys in blue made all the difference. Stopping outside of the line defined by uniforms the bigger (and more diplomatic) man murmured, "Could you please point out the person in charge? Thank you." with his badge in hand so that they could avoid misunderstandings. The smaller man's badge was likewise out, but he was more angling to see what he could without interrupting the locals.

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Dilan handed her the plate and a set of chopsticks, then headed back to the dining room. The dishes spread over the table were a combination of traditional and Americanized, and there was a lot of each dish. Dilan settled down at a plate filled with meat, across from Braig, and Elcy and Yinsi sat at the ends of the table.

Well then. What was the etiquette for a well balanced table and a stranger coming in? Her mother had rules for such but she was hungry, unfortunately, so she traded her mother's rules in favor the rules for eating with her precinct friends. Dilan needed the elbow room, and she could sit easily on Braig's good side where he could see her. Done. And now she was really over thinking things yes.

She did that when she was tired.

Braig grunted a greeting without actually ceasing to eat, the man took his feeding seriously. All four of the people at the table were using chopsticks, with the ease of a lifetime's worth of practise.

"I'm sorry that you couldn't get a room at the motel." Elcy said in the same brisk, no-nonsense way that she said everything else. It was true, too. She knew that her husband was the kind one of the two, but she wasn't a monster.

"Food is self-serve," Yinsi told Aya, "but move fast, the children have never gotten past the teenager's need to eat anything."

"Dad, I'm forty." Braig pointed out with a sigh, "I'm not a child any more."

"And I'm ninety. Yes you are."

"I'm afraid I'm little better," Aya admitted, dishing her plate full from several of the dishes as soon as she'd been given permission as it were. "I tend to live on four or five meals a day." She just...always had?

She led a very active life.

"I seriously the possibility of a conspiracy at the motel desk," yes.

Yinsi sighed a little, the sigh of a man who spent large portions of his life in a kitchen (but not one who hated it) at the knowledge. Oh well.

"I'm happy to say that we have absolutely nothing to do with it." Elcy informed Aya, "I thought about booking a room for you when you left, and then decided that was unlikely to make you feel any better so I just finished up what I needed to do and then headed back here to wash up for supper."

"No, I didn't think you did," she admitted with a small chuckle. "It was more a feeling of life conspiring than anything else." And she might have broken down at the counter then and there if it wouldn't have landed her in a looney bin.

"Sorry," she winced at Yinsi's sigh.

"No, no. Happily before I was an MP I was a cook." Yinsi said with a small laugh, "I'm pretty sure I've still got my army recipe cards around here somewhere...the attic, probably." Dilan reflexively rubbed at his head. The attic was a little small for him. "You can check the basement, Dilan, I'll have Braig check the attic. The ladder doesn't make nearly the same amount of horrible noises when he climbs it."

Elcy explained, "The B&B was built with Katzu in mind as well as Human and Olia, but Dilan is on the large size even for Dahnil Clan."

"My father's Clan." Dilan added.

"Should I be worried we're reminding you of military days?" Aya asked, arching an eyebrow at the older man. Seriously, being reminded of such wasn't always good if her uncle was anything to go by!

"And with luck I..." won't be staying long? She was surrounded by people who lived their lives by the edicts of Ansem and this Warehouse. It wasn't something to say here and now. "...packed my wholesale cards. It wasn't on my list of priorities, but more people raiding Costco the better." There had to be one within driving distance, right?

"War is rough." Yinsi said with a soft sigh, "I didn't come out of it as badly as many, though," he looked down the table at his wife, adding; "and of course I have the best support structure a man could want." making Elcy blush and giggle softly.

"Hmm. Can you drive a stick? If so I can send you out with the truck to do the shopping while the rest of us look for the recipe cards. Even if you're just here for a week it'll be good to have them."

The safest response in all this was "Yes, I can drive a stick." Because she didn't know any of them well enough to fall in with the general feel of the room suddenly. "And I can follow a list with the best of them."

"Good." Yinsi said, nodding, and then letting silence rein so that everyone could eat.

Dilan offered Aya another smile, a wry kind of thing, but he hadn't stopped eating except when he'd spoken earlier.

Eating was good. Eating was safe.

And the look Dilan got in kind was full of tired fear and the ashes of anger. No, she was not happy. At all. Food helped though, it was even food she knew.

After supper the older two rose, Yinsi offering, "May I show you the available rooms, Detective?"

While the two active agents started clearing the table.

She had an obvious moment of panic because she'd been fed, so obviously she needed to help with dishes. This was a family, anyone could see that, despite the B&B title so family rules applied. She managed not to break anything though, and instead closed her eyes a moment to find her balance, "yes, please, thank you."

"Dilan is obsessive compulsive," Yinsi said at Aya's expression, "if you end up staying we'll teach you how things need to be done, but right now it's just easier to let Braig do the dishes."

"Yes sir," it was as automatic as talking to him earlier had been. Her bag was back by the door, so a moment's detour and she was happier to follow him than she had been most the day. Not fully to happy, no, but Yinsi just...didn't rub her wrong.

He walked her down the hall, letting her peek into as many rooms as she wanted before picking one. They each had a slightly different set-up, although a dresser with a key on top featured prominently in each one.

"Coffee and muffins will be ready by the time you get up, Dilan only sleeps four hours a night and fixes those when he gets up. Don't let Braig too close to you until he's had a full cup of coffee, he will fall asleep leaning on you if you do. If you don't like muffins, anything in the kitchen is free to make. I make a full breakfast no later than seven for myself, Elcy, and anyone still hungry." which was usually both boys.

"I'm on New York time," she admitted with a shrug as she settled her bag on a bed. There hadn't been enough difference between the rooms to matter, really, so she'd picked the one with the light blue quilts piled on the bed? Blankets were nice, and they wouldn't be in a spare room if people actually needed them, right? "which means I'm likely to be up as soon as the travel exhaustion wears off. I'll try not to wake anyone who's not already up."

"Don't worry about it. The only thing that wakes Elcy up is her Farnsworth going off, and Braig and I sleep even more heavily than she does." Yinsi said with a smile, "Sleep well, Detective."

"You too sir, when you do. Thanks for having room for me," it was polite? Even if they'd expected her to end up here? She'd call Danny in the morning. Hopefully he'd have time then. If not she was going to call Baker and have her old captain stomp on her partner a bit.

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