Archives crew tea preference headcanons? I think all we know in canon is that Martin hates oolong, but after your tea post I’d be interested to hear your thoughts on the topic.
Ooh this is gonna be dreadful because I personally am the worst with tea
The Jon typical levels of projection are high here folks! If asked what kind of tea he wants Jon will just be like ‘Tea... Like tea tea’. He knows there’s specific names of other types of tea, but to him it’s just Normal Tea (Like, a bag of tetley or something) His was raised by his grandmother, dammit, It’s Just Tea. (Gently slides this in with my ‘his grandmother is Irish Spite HC’)
Martin actually knows all the various types of tea and definitely has a mental map of ‘This one is best for this, this person likes this one, this one is best when you’re-’ etc etc, but he probably prefers just black tea as well, but maybe he puts something like honey in it? I think he’d like lavender tea though. No idea what it tastes like, the idea is just nice.
Tim for some reason is really striking me as raspberry tea? Like he probably drinks a lot of coffee (Straight black or some overly sugary Starbucks thing, no in between) but for some reason I really like the idea of him having a bunch of different types of ‘red berry blend’ where the actual berries involved change from brand to brand but it all kind of tastes the same really.
Green tea for Sasha! Not because she’s calm or anything, girl is off her shits c’mon, but I think she’d just like the idea of it. Something that’s a bit more precise to make than just tossing the teabag in a cup and throwing a kettle at it. She probably drinks coffee for the caffeine though, and also just convenience (She mentions buying it on the way to work every day in 26).
Melanie drinks exclusively black coffee. She started off just doing it for the aesthetic and the reaction saying so gets from people, and from there she just gradually learned to genuinely like it
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hello! 8 with steph and cass for the spotify writing thing maybe?
Song: Lonely Gun, by CYN- Birds of Prey soundtrack. Fitting, really.
They come crashing through the windows, shards of glass spilling into the warehouse as they glide in. Everything moves in what feels like slow motion. The echoes of shots fill the room as bullets whizz towards them but their feet hit the floor too quickly for the mobsters to keep up with them. The girls duck behind some nearby crates before either of them can get hit by the storm of bullets.
"What d'ya think? I bet we can take 'em in under five." Batgirl grins.
Black Bat nods, smiling. She signs to the blonde, pointing to some of the mobsters towards the end of the warehouse then herself. Steph nods. "Gotha, you go left, I go right." They wait until there's a pause in the shooting as the suspects reload, then jump over the creates, rushing off into seperate directions.
Batgirl's targets are the closest and she wastes no time in springing towards the men, tripping them up as she drops, sliding across the floor. She laughs as they fall on their asses. "Sorry boys, looks like you're gonna need a reincheck on your weapons deal."
One of the men groans, glaring at her as he tries to spit out a retort."You little bit-" Batgirl kicks him before he can finish, placing her hands on her hips.
"Rude. I don't curse at you, even when I really want to." The men pull themselves to their feet hastily, one pulling out a gun, the other a knife. Stephanie sucks in a breath at first, but then calms herself, getting into a defensive position. "Take your best shot." She grins.
On the other side of the warehouse, Black Bat stands in the centre of three mobsters, all circling her like moths to a flame or hawks. She moves swiftly, keeping tabs on all over them, every movement, every shift in posture- Not even an eyeroll goes unnoticed. She'd already taken their weapons, threw them in random directions, out of reach. Now it was a game of who would make the first move. The first mobster comes foward, a woman about twice the size of herself, all muscle. She goes to grab Cass' arm, render it useless, but Black Bat moves, almost unseen with how quick she is. She pins the woman's arm behind her, and in on swift motion, shoves her onto the floor, both arms now tied behing her back. The two men in front of her blink, taken aback as they try to process her movements. One recovers before long, and swings his fist at the teen, but she blocks it, grabbing his arm and bending it back at the elbow until he screams. Not hard enough to break it, just enough for him to drop to his knees and sob like a baby. She all but flips her way towards the final target, kicking him in the stomach before he can even process what's happening, then she punches him- Left, right, uppercut- Until he joins the others on the ground. She takes out two zipties detaining the men with their arms behind their backs and rolling them onto their stomachs when she's finished.
Cass hums and cleans some dirt off of her shin as she turns, looking at Steph who's now in front of her, gripping her left arm, with a busted lip and grimey uniform. She blinks at the blonde. "Hurt?"
Steph shrugs. "Just a flesh wound, nothing I can't handle," A smirk graces her lips. "Told ya we could take them in less than five." She raises her fist towards the other lazily. Casssandra just smiles and laughs, tapping her own fist against Steph's. They walk towards the exit of the warehouse, Cass pulling out some first aid wipes and bandages, passing them to Steph, who accepts them gratefully. "So, coffee on me?"
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