#lovedbyaster

Yelena was still a little dusty, hair still a little singed at the ends, from her last fight. But she was also starving. Hadn’t even bothered picking out a nice outfit, or doing her hair to go out and eat by herself. Instead, she’d traded her catsuit for her comfiest sweatsuit and picked the first restaurant she’d come across.

She had clearly made the right choice.

"Truly, Doctor, you are the most wondrous man I have ever encountered, and perhaps the most well-adventured." Eira bent slightly at the hips to watch over the peculiar wizard's shoulder. "Yet oftentimes I scarcely comprehend the things you say. Pray tell, what did you say the name of this device was again? A... 'corn popper'?"

"I might be the new guy but I'm not a probie." Buck spoke as he rounded the counter, watching as the rest of the 126 gathered around. He was still getting his footing, trying to get used to a new department and new people. But it was the fresh start he needed, after everything that happened after the tsunami and Bobby stonewalling him from going back to work, Buck knew that his best bet after dropping the lawsuit was to find somewhere to start over. He didn't have any reason for choosing Texas other than they were hiring and he needed somewhere to go. It wasn't LA, but that was the point.

Shane was always vaguely aware that some hockey fans were fucking insane. The guys that had followed out of the bar had been those types of fans, and the scuffle really hadn’t seemed like much at the time. Shane hadn’t even realized he’d been stabbed. He thought he’d just taken a really bad hit to the ribs, and that he was sweating. A little denial never hurt him. He really didn’t think Texas cared that much about hockey.

"Huh? Oh, yeah."

The distracted way that he responds makes the fact that he barely processed the words a bit obvious. It is the last couple of hours of his shift before his forty eight hours off, thankfully, and he seems to be genuinely exhausted. Enough so that the thought of eating for the majority of the day has not even crossed his mind. (Between all the stupid calls that they had gotten since earlier that morning, though? It almost made sense). Ryder had not realized that anyone had been able to notice it. But, to be fair, he did not realize how long it had been since he had eaten.