Jim Hammond / The Torch (
coinoperatedtorch) wrote2012-06-27 04:06 pm
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A Friendly Drink Or Three - Toro and Jim
This was the sort of evening Jim Hammond had never again expected to have.
Nights out for him were fairly rare these days - he preferred the comfort and calm of home more often than not - but the promise of sitting down to a drink with his son was more than enough to bring him out of doors.
That was the remarkable part, the part he had presumed lost to him except in memory; Toro's presence across the table, his warm smile as he slid into the opposite seat.
"There you are."
Jim's responding smile was just as warm.
Nights out for him were fairly rare these days - he preferred the comfort and calm of home more often than not - but the promise of sitting down to a drink with his son was more than enough to bring him out of doors.
That was the remarkable part, the part he had presumed lost to him except in memory; Toro's presence across the table, his warm smile as he slid into the opposite seat.
"There you are."
Jim's responding smile was just as warm.
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"We got Cap and Bucky again, you and I, Jackie and good ol' fishface. Two torches hosting a barbeque sounds about fitting to me."
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But Toro found himself warming to the idea all the same. It had been....decades since all of them had been together at the same time. Not to mention he couldn't remember the last real 'family' meal the Invaders had shared together. "But, Namor's airs aside, it could be fun."
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"We'll fill a pool up with fresh water and keep our party far away from his precious ocean and there won't be a thing to complain about."
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"Sounds like a plan to me. Cap's birthday is coming up soon, right? Maybe we can kinda roll it all into one, both a birthday party for him and a barbecue.