29 Chimera Court, Wednesday Morning

[firstofitskind]

When Liam had gone to sleep the night before, he'd been a child. He knew, on some level, that something had gone wrong, because his instructions from his father when he'd been born hadn't involved spending any time as a child, and yet there he was. He hadn't been overly concerned about it, in any case.

Still, when he woke up this morning and noticed that he seemed to be taller, his limbs longer... well. It was a relief.

Until he looked in the mirror and saw a face staring back at him that still seemed kind of childlike. Older, yes, but too young to infiltrate Companion Services and fulfill his destiny. That was... troubling. Perhaps human DNA interacted oddly with Kimera DNA? Liam had no idea, and it wasn't as if there was anyone around he could ask.

He figured he ought to just make the best of it, starting with finding some breakfast.

[ooc: open for housemates or anyone else! i'm off to work until afternoon so pings from me will be sloooow for a bit.]

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[firstofitskind]

Liam wasn’t sure what had prompted the snickering no Reno’s part. So, naturally, he had to ask.

“Why?”

[raspberryturk]

"Because every mornin's a treat, yo," Reno drawled, clearly pleased with everything going on here. "Liam, right?"

He didn't look much like a Magnus or a Miguel.

[firstofitskind]

“Yes,” he nodded. “Who else would I be?”

[raspberryturk]

"Hell if I know," Reno replied, shrugging. "I got a handful of weird roomies, you could be any of 'em."

Well, he could.

"Or breakin' and enterin', you could be doin' that."

[firstofitskind]

"But I came from upstairs," Liam pointed out. "How could I break and enter if I was already here?"

[raspberryturk]

"You climb the wall," Reno said, with a casual shrug that suggested that it was possible that he climbed walls all the time. "It ain't hard, yo."

[firstofitskind]

"I didn't climb any walls, I just came down the stairs," Liam insisted.

[raspberryturk]

Reno pursed his lips as he looked Liam over, kind of torn between cutting the kid some slack and ribbing the poor guy until his head exploded.

"Yeah? What'd you come downstairs for?"

[firstofitskind]

"I was hungry," he admitted. "And when I came downstairs the other day, someone was making food. I was hoping it would happen again." Because he hadn't the slightest idea how to go about any of that.

Not that he was much better as an adult, but. At least he could order his own breakfast at a restaurant then.

[raspberryturk]

Huh. Well. He couldn't fault the kid for wanting to eat when he was hungry anyway. Dammit, Liam. Appeal to Reno's softer side, then.

"... Fair enough. You have any luck with the food yet?"

[firstofitskind]

Liam nodded. "It wasn't the same person as last time, but he made eggs as well," he said, tilting his head in Mitsutada's direction.

[raspberryturk]

Reno glanced Mitsutada's way and grinned faintly.

"He does like to cook," he agreed. "At least, from what I've seen, anyway. I ain't much of a cook myself, but I'll happily eat anyone else's cookin' if they're offerin', yo."

[firstofitskind]

"I've never tried to cook anything," Liam admitted, with a faint smile of his own. "But don't think I would be very good at it."

[raspberryturk]

"Hey, you don't know until you try, right?" Reno shrugged. "You worried you're gonna burn the place down? Most of it's just, 'take food, apply heat.'"

[firstofitskind]

"I just never thought about it," Liam admitted. "None of my parents did much cooking."

[raspberryturk]

"Nah, mine neither," Reno replied with a little tilt of his head. "But it's a life skill, yo. It's hard to fuck up eggs. I ain't no pro, but I can probably show you that much, if you want."

[firstofitskind]

"I... okay?" Liam agreed, sounding a little bewildered.

[raspberryturk]

Huh. That was an interesting reaction, there.

"Eggs, easy," Reno said again. "Just don't stick one whole in the microwave and you'll probably do fine, you'll usually end up with somethin' edible, whatever."

He paused for another moment, and then added, "Ain't too late to back out, either. But you'll have an easier time of it if you ain't waitin' for other people to feed you all the time, yo."

Yeah, sorry Liam. Apparently you'd gone from amusing to 'small Rookie who needed protection at all costs' in roughly three minutes flat.

[firstofitskind]

"No, that's fine," Liam assured Reno. "I'd like to- learn something."

[raspberryturk]

AWW ROOKIE, YOU JUST MADE RENO PROUD ALREADY.

"Okay," Reno said, dusting off his hands and gesturing to the fridge. "Then if Mitsy saved us any eggs, we can get right to it. And if he didn't... shit, I'll pick some up. Whatever we don't use we can just throw at people we don't like."

Important life skills with your coach, Reno.

[firstofitskind]

"I don't know anyone I don't like," Liam admitted. It helped that the majority of people he knew were the ones currently in this room.

Although, there was the issue of his father. They hadn't yet met, though, so that particular antagonistic relationship hadn't had time to blossom.

[raspberryturk]

"Eeeh, give it time," Reno replied, waving a dismissive hand. "We can always settle for throwin' 'em at people who just look like they need a good egging, too."

It was really such a wonder that Reno's bosses had always despaired of him.

[firstofitskind]

"How would we know?" Liam couldn't help but ask.

[raspberryturk]

"You look at someone, and they rub you the wrong way, and you just know," Reno replied with a sage nod. "You say to yourself, 'now there's a douchebag who needs egg on his face,' and that's that."

He paused, and then added, "And it's probably less illegal than shovin' 'em into traffic or whatever."

THIS WAS LIVING IN YOUR HOME NOW, LIAM.

[firstofitskind]

"I see," Liam said, in a tone that probably betrayed the fact that he super did not.