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[run_barry]

Want to talk skills, how about Barry wandering through the front door balancing three large stacked boxes of donuts and a coffee in one arm, while texting with the hand of the other?

Head down, a messenger bag slung over one shoulder, he has no idea he isn't walking into his lab.

If Barry runs into you, apologies.

If he makes it clear he'll figure out eventually where he's at and sit down at a table to start in on the donuts and a report that he pulls from his bag.

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[cutting_edgex23]

"Barry."

X appears in front of him -- several paces ahead -- having dropped down from the rafters in an effort to prevent collisions.

"You should look up."

(Her uniform is very brightly colored, blue and yellow and eye-catching in the extreme.)

[run_barry]

"Huh?" Barry glances up, sees her in his path (that uniform is indeed very eye-catching), and immediately halts himself.

"Whoa-- "

It takes a bit of wobbly balancing and some awkward bumbling (and maybe just a tiny bit of superspeed), but he manages to save the donuts, coffee, and his phone.

"X, hey, sorry, I didn't-- I uh, I wasn't expecting the bar... " he looks around bewildered for a moment, then turns a sheepish smile on her. "Sorry."

[cutting_edgex23]

X reaches out to pat his shoulder with her blue-gloved hand.

Carefully. Just once.

"It is okay."

Beat.

"It is better not to spill your coffee."

[run_barry]

He turns his head to follow her hand, then smiles wide, "Definitely better not to."

Tucking his phone away into his pocket, he shifts around the boxes and lowers them to offer the top box with an already cracked open lid to her.

"Donut?"

[cutting_edgex23]

X scents the air -- and the donuts -- then leans forward and nudges the box open enough to get her hand in.

The donuts are sticky, because sugar. X does not make a face, and takes one.

"Thank you."

A pause.

"Do you want help? Carrying things."

[run_barry]

He watches her, curious and pleased that she accepted the offer.

"They're from a place in Central City. It's across town and out of my way heading to the station, but totally worth it." Of course superspeed helps with the trek as long as Barry isn't running too late.

He readjusts the boxes and shakes his head, "No thanks, I think I got it. Guess I'll just grab a table since I'm here."

He nods at a nearby one, the gesture meant to convey she's welcome to join him if she likes.

[cutting_edgex23]

X takes a very small and careful bite of the donut, chewing and then swallowing.

She heads toward the table Barry indicated as she does this, a faint frown line showing up between her eyebrows.

"It is not as sweet as I thought. The donut."

She got one that's covered in sugar, but otherwise completely icingless. This is probably for the best.

"You bring them for your friends and coworkers? Or you are going to eat them all."

Fast metabolisms happen! She knows!

[run_barry]

He sets the boxes on the table and takes the top one down, flipping open the lid to grab a donut for himself.

"Yeah, I don't care for the ones drowning in glaze and icing. Might as well eat a candy bar if you're going to go that route."

About to chomp into the donut he pauses, and again looks sheepish. "These're actually my breakfast. But I'll totally share with anyone who happens to stop by before they're gone."

[cutting_edgex23]

X pauses, donut halfway to her mouth.

Then she moves again, taking another small bite and chewing.

Once she's swallowed --

"You eat protein, too. Sometimes."

Right, Barry?

[childofrebellion]

Cassian was looking for a table to work on putting together a plan for two possible missions when he sees Barry and reaches out to steady him, "Barry, careful."

[run_barry]

The hand on his arm turns him and Barry looks over before actually stopping and just manages to turn the motion into a spin that helps him avoid a chair.

A neat trick of balancing accompanied by a 'Ohhhh-- ' and he manages to keep the boxes stacked and his coffee from spilling.

Glancing around, he takes in his surroundings and recognizes Cassian.

"Oh, hey. Sorry, I uh-- didn't realize this wasn't my lab... " He does a turn around, looking back towards the door to see just how far he'd wandered before Cassian caught him.

[childofrebellion]

That was unexpectedly graceful and Cassian stares at Barry just in case he loses his balance, "No, its not. Need a seat for all of that."

He has a datapad in hand as he has work to do in putting together a mission or two.

[run_barry]

Barry seems oblivious to any displays of grace and continues smiling at Cassian.

"Yeah, sure, no harm putting off the day a bit." Time freezes are handy like that.

Taking a seat and setting down the donut boxes, Barry notices the datapad.

"Oh, hey, it's you. R--right?" Excited and confident for a full two seconds, Barry now looks uncertain and studies Cassian. "You're the one from space, right?"

[childofrebellion]

"Yes, I'm me. Why would I be anyone else? Who else would I be?"

That's an odd and weird thought, Cassian wouldn't want another version of him out there, not with anything similar to his life.

[run_barry]

"Well... " Hmm... "Let's just say Milliways can be really weird."

That's a safe way to put it, right?

"Anyways, how've you been? Want a donut?" He makes the offer while pulling one out of the top box.

[childofrebellion]

"Not too bad, I'm between missions but hope to be leaving soon. Thank you, why do you have so many?"

He's feeling restless and not sleeping well, work will help.

[run_barry]

"Yeah? And in one piece, this time?" he asks, looking Cassian over.

The question gets an expression that's partially embarrassed, but also partly pleased.

"I like donuts." Valid enough answer, right? Because really, who doesn't like donuts? "It also means I actually get some if people at the station find out there are donuts in the building."

[thewidewideworld]

Sinric manages to duck out of the way just in time, spinning away on light feet. He has a violin case in one hand, swinging it out of the way.

He smiles and laughs warmly. "In a hurry?"

[run_barry]

"Why, am I late?" Barry asks, suddenly worried.

He tries to check his watch, hip-checks a chair, and after a bout of awkward balancing, a slide spin and an excellent juggling act he manages to stop himself, keep a hold of both donuts and coffee, and register his sudden surroundings.

"Oh man, when the heck did I get here?" he laughs, embarrassed.

[thewidewideworld]

Sinric laughs warmly again and reaches out a hand to steady him. "It would seem Milliways deems you in need of a rest."

[run_barry]

"Or a diversion," he chuckles, not feeling like he's particularly tired today considering things have been quiet.

"Sorry for almost running you over," he says. "It's... Sinric, right?"

It's been a little while since they met.

[thewidewideworld]

"Just so." He smiles. "How fair you, Barry? It has been some time since our paths crossed."

[run_barry]

"I'm good. How about you?"

He pockets his phone and shuffles the boxes so he can get the lid of the top one open, reaching for a donut before he pauses and offers the stack of boxes in Sinric's direction first.

"Donut?"

[thewidewideworld]

Sinric smiles and takes a doughnut with a nod of thanks, fingers dusty with powdered sugar.

"I'm well. Teased by strange dreams of music, and a city I've never seen. But they are not unpleasant, simply strange."

[run_barry]

"Is that's what's up with the violin?" he asks, nodding at the case while pulling a donut from the box for himself.