Log: Adrienne/North (Sunday)

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Adrienne brings food to North but is met by a wall of silence from the man who is still in shock. She is not impressed.



Before the advent of the Dark Phoenix, Adrienne would have thought one of the strangest things in her world would be seeing all the Trenchcoats living at the mansion. But now it wasn't even on her very lengthy list of Weird Shit That's Happened Lately. In truth, it was nice to think that they were all at the mansion now. Other than Wanda, they were all still themselves, and it was nice to have that extra contingent of familiar people so close by. Especially when there were so many strangers running around wearing similar faces to the dead.

Adrienne wanted some familiarity now. Garrison was working and Emma had a meeting. And though she had work she could have been doing and things to sort out regarding Tandy's estate, Adrienne just wanted to veg for a bit with someone who didn't take a lot of effort to be with. She knocked a tune out on the suite North was supposedly occupying, though Adrienne hadn't seen him around very much. "Hey Ninja! It's me! Are you there? I have Indian food!"

There was a loud thud from inside the suite followed by a long few seconds of silence before the door swung open. David peered out and then down at her, a thin sheen of perspiration marking his forehead as he quirked his brows at her in question.

It was obvious from his wifebeater and sweatpants combo that he had been doing some kind of work out in his rooms - not strange considering that the Danger Gym probably had not translated over to the new world.

"You're not even going to say hi to your new neighbour?" Adrienne asked him, walking in matter-of-factly and holding out the bag of takeout.

North dutifully grabbed the food with a soft huff, sticking his head out the door to run a sweeping gaze up and down the corridor before quietly closing the door. He opened his mouth as though to say something, but then closed it again with a click and a strange expression on his face. Gesturing vaguely at the living room area, he disappeared into the kitchenette before she could get another word in.

Confused and slightly worried, Adrienne followed him into the kitchenette. "Hey. Turn around. Lemme see you," she ordered authoritatively. "Have you taken something?" She really didn't want a repeat of the situation she'd been in after Genosha with him.

He dropped the food on the counter and managed to grab plates before the brunette made him turn to look her in the eye.

Arching a brow at her, North pointedly glanced down at his work out clothes and shook his head once. Were he one to use words at that point in time, he would have sworn that not a single drop of alcohol and/or narcotics had passed his lips. Which was a good thing given the amount of alcohol every other survivor was indulging in at the moment.

He just... Did not feel like talking.

"Okay, wait," Adrienne mused, striking a melodramatic thinking pose. "Are you doing a Thing? Like, because some people don't know you here so you're playing a funny joke making everyone think you're a mute? You know, how when you go on vacation you pretend you're a circus performer or you're from Australia or you're a polygamist or something? Are you being a mute ninja? Vow of silence until you avenge... something?"

The deadpanned look he shot her was expressive enough to convey his distinct lack of amusement at her, but he threw in an eyeroll for good measure as he shoved the plate into her hands and took off for the shower.

"Okay, I guess we're going into the bathroom now," she narrated cheerily, following him. "You can actually speak, though, right? You're not actually, y'know, injured?"

Well, he always knew his Naked Princess was persistant. And talkative. North just wished she had picked a better day to unleash those particular traits of hers on him. He had stripped out of his black T-shirt by the time he reached his bedroom door, abruptly spinning on his heel and forcing her to come to a stop.

"Gaah! What the fuck, North?" She had not been paying attention to the stopping suddenly and actually did walk into him, christening him with the plate of Indian food as it tipped onto his waist, and her own.

There was a moment of complete silence in his apartment as North looked down at the mess. Then the German man let out a loud, explosive sigh and scrubbed roughly at his forehead with the heel of a hand. He tossed his shirt over his shoulder and into the room behind him and shot Adrienne another look, which clearly read: 'Look what you've done now.'

Though, if she was careful to look, there was an undercurrent of fondness to his silent exasperation that was easy to miss.

Carefully, he grabbed her by the shoulders and eased himself over the mess on the floor, leading her in the direction of the guest bedroom which had an ensuite bathroom.

"Hey! Stoppit!" Adrienne protested, breaking away from his grasp and turning to face him. This whole thing had gone far beyond her comfort zone. "Look, I don't know what the fuck you're doing with this not talking shit, but enough's enough, okay? This is fucked up. If you're not going to talk to me, I'm getting the fuck out of here. I can shower in my own fucking place. You clearly don't want my company right now. And I don't need this shit. I came here to see how you were and to try to take my mind off of everything that sucks about this universe, which- spoiler alert- is a huge fucking lot of it, and you are not making me feel better. So enjoy your weird mime shit. I'm out of here."

He opened his mouth to speak and mouthed some words that were too quick to read. A look of frustration passed over North's face before it blanked into impassiveness and he crossed his arms defensively across his chest. Why Adrienne had looked for him of all people to feel better was beyond his ken, though he certainly could not blame her for her reaction to his own problems. The world was pretty fucked up, he agreed. The man shrugged, chin jerking at his front door in clear invitation to take her own leave.

Adrienne flipped him off. "Get fucked," she snapped angrily, striding out of the room. "Enjoy your fortress of solitude or whatever the fuck you're doing."