Antonio & Jarek "Rogue"'s Apt

He nodded, "It's good, I promise. My uncle owns the brewery." he said nonchalantly as he sat down on the couch. "You been holding up well?"

Sarah simply sat back, watching the group and twiddling her thumbs. She pursed her lips before finally asking. "It... would be alright if I wanted to have one, right?"

Tony shrugged, gesturing towards his leg. "Still hurts like a bitch on occassion, but hell... it's healing. It'd be worse without the little witch-meister." He gestured towards the beer case on the counter before taking a swig of his own, closing his eyes and savoring the strange burn as he plopped down onto the couch. "You're welcome to them, though-"

"I have it." Rogue said, bringing out a fruity, malt beverage to her. "There are other flavors..." he set the drink down, holding up his mask as he avoided making any sort of non-verbal contact with her. "But, this was the first one I found. Jazz drinks them on the odd occasion to relax." There was something almost whistful about the way he said her name, though the tone disappeared as quickly as it came.

Akira nodded along, "Looks to be. Mine's been a bit of a bitch to deal with, but, it's an annoyance more than anything." he took a swig, "Savannah's almost more upset about it than I am."

Sarah smiled, taking the beverage and sipping from it. "I'm... Not a big fan of the sweetness, but it's good. Thank you." She laughed a bit at Akira's comment. "That must be interesting. Her more upset with your injury."

Tony let out a laugh, "What'd they do, knick your balls or something?" He chuckled, shaking his head, "I can't imagine any other reason why she'd complain beyond simply 'don't touch my toy, you bastard!'"

Rogue shook his head, though his face paled as he checked his phone. Without a word, he unlocked it, typing out a quick message before returning it to his pocket, the color thoroughly drained from his face as he tried to avoid eye contact with everyone else in the room.

Akira turned a bright shade of red, "Well... something to that effect... Doc said she's not supposed to touch me for the next three weeks." He glanced to Rogue, "Everything okay?"

Sarah laughed, taking another sip from her drink. Her phone chimed in her pocket, and she pulled it out to glance at the number before sliding it back in with a small snort.

"Fine." He said, rolling dough around a collection of cheese. "Just a summer school notification." Though her refused to make eye contact, his voice was even and steady, lies flowing off the edge of his tongue with practiced, perfect grace.

Antonio rolled his eyes, "Don't mind him. He'll let you know when something is wrong." He sat back, looking over towards Sarah. "Put the tech up and kick back, kid."

Akira grinned, "Want to see something weird?"

Sarah leaned forward, shrugging. "Sure, why not."

Tony looked over at him with a raised brow, "Sure, I'll bite." Rogue let out a slow sigh of relief, completely unnoticeable as he continued to bake. He checked his phone again, shooting another message back but saying nothing.

Akira stood up, and pulled the chair out, stretching a moment before he sat down his beer and did this;

Sarah laughed a bit, sitting back and taking another sip. "That has got to be useful in certain places." She gave a small wink, giggling.

Antonio winced, his hand at his crotch, "Dude, how the fuck have you not busted a stitch or something?" He closed his eyes, shaking his head and resisting the urge to gag, "And Sarah --- don't remind me. Savannah likes to tell me more than she probably should." From the kitchen, Rogue winced, answering another message before cleaning up the counters, having already popped the food into the oven. He grabbed his bottle and scurried off to his room, locking himself inside and playing one of his strange mix playlists.

Akira chuckled, sitting back down, "I'm mostly healed up by now anyways. I could show you some stretches if you wanted to try it yourself."

Sarah nodded, setting her drink aside. "Yes, please do."

Tony groaned, "I would really rather not...." He closed his eyes, hand still over his crouch. The music from Rogue's room suddenly got much louder.

Akira raised a brow, "Is he okay..?"

Sarah looked over at him, chuckling softly. "I do believe he's in phantom pain."

"I do believe thinking about it will make me bust a nut, and I kind want to keep these." With his free hand, he took another swig of the beer, savorring the flavor.

He shook his head, "No, I mean your roommate."

Sarah looked around, not seeing Rogue. "Wait, where did you go?"

"Rogue?" He chuckled, "His room," Tony said, opening his eyes since he assumed that Akira wasn't going to show anything else. "He's not very social, and gets flighty around women."

Akira nodded, "I don't think that was it. He kept looking at his phone. Looked like maybe he got bad news. Though, if he's flighty around women, I'd wager that he just got a booty call." he chuckled.