Illya Kuryakin is a man from U.N.C.L.E (spychotic) wrote in angellogs, @ 2018-11-29 08:44:00 |
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Entry tags: | balthier, illya kuryakin, shaun hastings |
Who: Balthier, Illya, Shaun + others
When: Current
Where: A local cafe
What: Balthier's suggested that a reading group might be interesting.
Rating/Warnings: Nothing bad.
Status: Open
[OOC: They're flipping through out of copyright vintage stuff, so Tom Corbett / classics / pulp novels / goofy mystery - all sort of stuff is fair game. Balthier's got "Three Girl Chums, and their Life in London Rooms." A PDF copy is available here : http://www.victorianvoices.net/househol
Potential fun things -
http://www.gutenberg.org/ebooks/aut
https://www.gutenberg.org/ebooks/au
http://www.gutenberg.org/ebooks/442
https://www.gutenberg.org/ebooks/30970
http://gutenberg.org/ebooks/50603 - Balthier's favorite extremely snide mysteries
http://www.gutenberg.org/ebooks/381
Balthier's technically doing a favor. One of the college students caught a cold, and her cafe + lending library basically got the workforce decimated as it got passed around. However, if you rent the entire cafe, you only need a few workers, especially if you help clean up when you're done. Considering Shaun's finals - it seems like it might be nice to offer him a warm corner, tea, and a good pair of ear plugs (headphones? The terminology is vague for Balthier -) if he needs them for quiet.
Balthier's got a laptop and he's flipping through a late Victorian story that's a thinly veiled excuse to talk about economy in housing and weekly menu planning.
Shaun’s got a sheaf of papers from panicking freshmen that he’s trying his best to plow through mightily. It’s ridiculous that he voluntarily does this every semester, isn’t it? He wonders what’s wrong with him, honestly, sometimes.
He did smile his thanks as he spread things out across a table, though and at the moment he’s knee deep in a pot of black tea, or so it feels like, and trying to parse an argument someone’s making.
That said, though, Illya’s made his way around, because obscure American stuff is sort of interesting and he doesn’t know a LOT about the earlier British either. He did show up with a large plate of pirozhki to pass around.
“Ah, hello.” He’s greeting the group with a slight nod and a smile. “Dmitry mentioned there was a thing. He’s...something or other. I did not exactly get the details. It MAY involve decorations for the new year a little early.”
Balthier does look curious about the pirozhki. "How do you do that? At home, we'd clean out all the cabinets for the new year."
“Well, a great deal like the way people celebrate for Christmas.” Illya says. “I think you’ve said you were around enough to have one here. Ours is later though, on the calendar and we do presents then. Well, somewhat. Dmitry’s from..he grew up in a time before the country officially stopped celebrating Christmas and moved things to the New Year. I’m told that here and now Christmas is a thing again, just celebrated a bit later, but we compromised on the New Year since it’s what we’ve gotten used to. I like making sweets and pastries.” he adds, grinning. “Some of which aren’t exactly FROM Russia. This WOULD be why I love the internet.” he adds, grinning. “THESE are Russian though. Pirozhki. I made sweet ones for this since tea was going to be involved. They have apples and raisins in.”
Balthier leans. "You'd make something like this with -" He's gesturing. "Male hens? Male birds? Eggs and sweet spices." He picks up one. "They smell lovely. Want to see what I'm flipping through? There's a bunch of options. I thought people could kind of form little groups or just relax as they wish?"