Thought you saw me wink, no, I've been on the brink so tell me what you want to hear--(OTA)

[cantseethis]

The entire time between the virus and the recovery of such had been a blur to Atticus. Thankfully Dr. Chandler had found them all a cure long before the sickness could begin to become a fatal worry, but it had taken Atti longer to get himself back together than he'd wanted. He'd been groggy, always tired (moreso than usual), and still unable to

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[greenhaired]

Lorna wasn't a regular in the mess hall; the food was mediocre, the smells got to her, and she preferred eating outside anyway. She stopped by only when she needed to and this was one of those times. What Lorna didn't expect, not really, was an unfamiliar face.

She wasn't at the point where she knew everyone, but she had a pretty good idea who was who. Having that sort of 'in' with Emma gave her that much, and a little nudge when new faces would be joining the team. Lorna knew it was Emma's method of keeping tabs on people, Lorna knew that Emma was trying to make sure she knew everything, and that she kept some stuff away from Sykes, what Lorna didn't know, was why. But that could come later

[cantseethis]

Unable to help overhearing, Atticus smiled gently over his own coffee, a soft chuckle escaping him. He let out a small sigh and leaned back into his seat.

"Try and see if they'll place it in your own cup, they're sure to become exceptionally friendly then." He shook his head before taking a drink from his coffee again.

It would seem dreadfully psychotic but he was beginning to consider having his own personal coffee maker. It'd be contraband, but still, much more convenient.

[greenhaired]

Lorna just smirked, "I'd be amazed if they could figure out how to brew anything with an air of decency." Going from top notch barristers in L.A to coffee machine crap was a smack, the portions were rubbish and it was all instant crap. Lorna seriously considered logging a complaint.

"I've never known anywhere more capable of burning tea." And that was an accomplishment. "We haven't met, I'm Lorna." She was getting out of the habit of using her codename, something Emma encouraged, while Sykes sort of rendered moot by using last names only. Irritating, but manageable.

[cantseethis]

It wasn't as if Atticus needed some sort of high classy coffee, it was far from the truth. But this couldn't have been even considered C grade coffee. Luckily for him, he could ignore the taste. Sort of.

"The longer you're around this sort of kitchen staff, the easier you'll find that they are capable of soiling almost any food worthy of consumption." He'd missed the good ole' days were it was just a kitchen, and they came and went as they pleased. But he supposed given the growth of the team that couldn't be done anymore.

Atti gave a nod, they hadn't met. He'd seen her around the camp once or twice under a cloak but that was the jest of it. "Yes, I'm afraid I've been a little more solitary than I should have. Lorna, a pleasure to meet you. I'm Atticus."

[cantseethis]

Atticus looked up from his coffee when he saw the unfamiliar face come to sit across from him. Another new face. He nodded politely in return to her, tapping the side of his coffee lightly.

Glancing up again he saw she appeared shy so he sought to clear the air. Surely he couldn't have looked all that threatening. "I don't believe we've met before. Not properly anyways. My name is Atticus."

[cantseethis]

Atticus watched with amusement as the poor girl reached out for a handshake. Oh, how well the military picked their soldiers. He felt for the poor girl.

Reaching out he gently took her hand for an easy handshake, letting her go quickly so she wouldn't be even more uneasy. "I assure you I don't bite."