RP post for family, also lost-robin

[sylph_fics]

From here.

Slade shook his head and picked up his cell phone, sending a text meassage to his son, daughter, wife, and lover, just in case any of them decided to come by the penthouse in the next couple of hours. [Ex-robin crashed on the couch.]

//Now, start thinking about how in hell you're going to explain to Wintergreen that you offered the boy a job, Wilson.//

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[lost-robin.livejournal.com]

Jason smiled shyly, showing a side of himself that rarely came into play, "I think he's a pretty good cook." he admitted, "If the bread is any test, anyway."

He liked her, he decided, and he also decided she suited Slade... the man had such a strong personality he needed one to equal it, and, well... from the looks of her she was his equal and probably could make him hop to it.

Calloused fingers. Fighter.... the files told him that, too, but seeing it was different than reading it.

"Thanks for having me." he said politely.

[lady-kane.livejournal.com]

"You are entirely welcome. And if you think Slade has skill, have dinner a night Wintergreen is cooking." Adeline smirked, shifting to run her fingers over Slade's hand. "There is a reason he is rarely permitted in the kitchen."

Slade was very likely noting that she was using her more suitable for society voice and body language, but he would know the reasons why.

[lost-robin.livejournal.com]

"Oh?" Jason said, "He must be somethin' else, then." the idea of someone 'permitting' Slade Wilson was... well, it was funny.

[masked-merc.livejournal.com]

"What, that he's better at it than I am?" Slade asked, fingers turning to catch his wife's for a moment. "Or just that he despairs of what I would normally cook?"

[lady-kane.livejournal.com]

"Wintergreen," Adeline said calmly to Jason, "has certain talents."

She did not kick Slade under the table when he snorted at her reply to the boy. She simply considered it. "Both, Slade."

[lost-robin.livejournal.com]

Jason smiled a little, though he felt out of depth. "He sounds a little like Alfred." he said.

[lady-kane.livejournal.com]

"They were colleagues."

[masked-merc.livejournal.com]

Slade had started to answer that, then just nodded at his wife's words. "They should. And it's been a source of both amusement and very great frustration for quite a long time--at least on our side. I don't know what Pennyworth thinks of it."

[lost-robin.livejournal.com]

Jason blinked, a bit surprised, but then he tilted his head, considering. "I c'n definitely see that." he nodded, and kept his mind from drawing parallels between Alfred and Bruce and Wintergreen and Slade.

It hurt his brain.

[masked-merc.livejournal.com]

Slade chuckled softly, and probably made things worse for the brat almost immediately. "We do know the parallels people draw between the Bat and I, so it's vaguely amusing. Though Wayne wound up with Pennyworth much younger than I met Wintergreen."

[lost-robin.livejournal.com]

Jason snickered. "God, I hope somebody says that to him sometime." he grinned. "Bruce, not Alfred, Alfred prolly already is aware of the situational similarities." his voice slipped into a perfect imitation of Alfred's dry English bite.

The food was set on the table and at Slade's indication he should help himself, he did, though he was careful not to take too much, or to eat too quickly. He forced himself to chew moderately, knowing otherwise he'd see it again in short order.

It was *good*!

[masked-merc.livejournal.com]

Slade settled in to the meal, keeping a light attention on the boy to make sure he wasn't going to do anything stupid with the food--like bolt it--then struck up a conversation with his wife to fill the brat's ears with something as close to normal as he'd probably heard in a good while.

Everything else could wait.