Who: Adrian, OPEN What: Summer Cookout Where: Steel Farm, Northern Maine When: August 5th, 2015 Status: OPEN, Incomplete Rating: Low to moderate
Everyone had fought so hard, been through hell and they'd felt the pain of loss. King was defeated, HAMMER was broken and the Avenger's had gone their separate ways to rest and recover. Val had said something about Ares coming back that made him wonder if there was something he didn't know and more so if it was any of his business. Adrian was in the wind shortly after Clint and Jess left and having spent some time recuperating he decided that today the weather was perfect to have a cookout. Adrian loved to cook, grilling even more so.
While he wasn't a famous pitmaster he could give any one of them a run for their money and after coming back home from the market he was getting the huge brick grill ready, chopping firewood and getting the meat prepped to go on the it. Out here you didn't drive a muscle car it was pretty much mandatory for a guy out here to have a pickup and the old wood paneled Ford was in the driveway right outside the garage door still warm from the drive. He'd gotten a ton of good food and ingredients along with catching some really nice fish earlier in the morning off the dock behind the house down the hill.
He'd sent everybody invitations to come out complete with directions as he lived at the ass end of nowhere along the New England coast damn near in Canada and hopefully by the time people started showing up he'd have everything prepped and ready to get started. It wasn't often he and Aria had visitors given how far they were from the nearest town but it was a good place to raise Simon and Samantha.
Ten acres of land, a beautiful view of the sea, clear, starry nights, picturesque sunsets and occasional glimpses of the Northern Lights. This was home and he wouldn't trade it for all the money in the world. He waited to see if anyone would come though given the length of the tree-shaded driveway he'd see and hear them coming.