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 Posted: Fri Sep 09, 2011 9:01 am
When he finally found it reasonable to bail from the kitchens and cool off, more or less, he went in search of the furious Natalia, finally turning her up in one of the large, currently uninhabited rooms, dealing with the mess of broken things... which included the chandelier.
He couldn't help but wonder if any of the glass work in it had come from Regulus, but then, he'd never be able to get memories off it, and he doubted the sandy world had any monopoly on the production of glass.
just the awesome glass a small, smug and proud voice insisted, perhaps a hint of the past itself.
"Hey." He called, as he approached, cautious in case she decided to chuck broken things at his head. "I brought you a glass of Soda. I hope root-beer is ok. I figured I'd smuggle some out before it all vanished." or got laced with drugs. he added, silently. He'd also brought a tiny bag of jerky, (Larger bags had remained in the kitchen.) and a candy bar. Not exactly health food, but then... ech... neither were Spaghetti-O's, and these didn't need heated.
"You alright?"
He admittedly wasn't really used to dealing with Civilians while he was henshined up. His powers and the potential for an accidental 'friendly fire' (no pun intended) made him try and avoid them in that state, but he'd have been fine in jeans and sneakers. He'd just have to pretend it wasn't really any different.
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Posted: Fri Sep 09, 2011 9:10 am
Natalia had taken care of some sweeping earlier in the little section of the room she was currently working on, and was now taking to much more satisfying work. Scrubbing the floor and walls as hard as she could at least let her envision that she was scratching the s**t out of some bitches face.
And the look on her own face certainly made it seem like that was just what she was envisioning.
When she heard someone she sunk back into a seated position, tossed her hair over her shoulder and threw the sponge back into the bucket of water all in one motion, while looking in the direction of the voice and seeing one of the senshi that had been in the kitchen. At least it wasn't the chick. Then things would have been on like Donkey Kong, and she was sure Leo wouldn't appreciate the mess that made.
"Yeah. Yeah, I'm fine," She replied, a little breathless. The soda and food, such as it was, was a welcome sight. "Thanks."
At least she was fairly sure she could trust that this wasn't contaminated.
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Posted: Fri Sep 09, 2011 9:15 am
Well, he was sure as hell she wasn't mad at him he thought, offering out the soda first as a peace offering, and to let her clear her throat from dust. "Man this place got trashed didn't it?" He noted, conversationally. "Don't think I caught your name. I'm Regulus." He added a wry smile as he added, gesturing at the large lion head on his scarf with the candy bar.. "Unless you're HugBell, she calls me Simba."
This was clearly supposed to be funny on some weak, watered down level, though he wasn't really sure how to otherwise defuse things.
"I'll give you a hand after you eat something if you want." He offered. She looked like she could use it, anyway. "There's probably gonna be more stuff later, I know there's a ton of canned goods around, and one of the guys who just showed up is probably going to deliver a sermon on "Healthy Eating In Space". Hopefully he'll wait till everyone's ready to go to bed anyway."
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Posted: Fri Sep 09, 2011 9:35 am
Natalia accepted the drink and took a sip before introducing herself, "Natalia. And yeah. Must have been some crazy party," she joked dryly, smile tight lipped and lopsided. She didn't know who this 'Hugbell' was, but the name seemed to at least fit the theme.
"A Lion...then it's no wonder you came here. Sorry the company is so crappy. But yeah, if anyone starts preaching to me, I will go full b***h on them. I'd say he could use his sermon to stuff a turkey, but that's misuse of good meat."
Natalia was a headstrong girl with a clear cut opinion. If she said she was going to clean the entire room single-handedly, then she'd do it. Thankfully no one had come along when she was still in the very beginning stages of her rage, or she might have done just that. She was a little calmer at least, but was still a strong flame in her own right.
"Help if you feel like it. It's a better use of time then wasting supplies on pot brownies that'll just give everyone else the munchies. Not to mention if someone starts hallucinating and gets them self hurt, or causes everyone to panic."
She huffed, and felt an explanation for her animosity was in order.
"My big brother started out using pot. Now he's in to some hard stuff and ruining his life. The family. And he won't go to rehab. It...pisses me off...how no one takes that stuff seriously. That someone would so nonchalantly lead others down a potentially corrupt road like that."
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Posted: Fri Sep 09, 2011 9:51 am
"Sorry about that, I didn't know she'd done that." He admitted. "I guess at least she owned up to it, but... yeah I'm kinda with you. Not such a hot idea." Well intentioned, but not a good idea. "Regulus is part of the Leo constellation." He explained. "It's the "Heart of the Lion". And yeah, it IS kinda like being Batman from Planet Batman."
He actually hadn't known this when he started, though he wasn't going to admit to his ignorance right at the moment.
He pulled up a seat crosslegged on the floor and rested his elbow on his knee, fishing the sponge out of the bucket for something to do and squeezing water out of it to watch it drip.
"Sorry for the sorta mish mosh supplies. Zue sent out the word that help was needed and everyone just sorta ran out and got what they could. Once things calm down we'll get a little more organized, but hopefully we can get everyone home before we actually need to make request lists or start the inter-stellar postal service."
He could just picture it now. 'Hi Mom, I'm fine. Space camp is fun... no... real space. We're camping in Space. Send S'mores supplies.'.
"Some of us take it seriously." He pointed out. "I've never done it, but you try and argue with some people you just get told all the evidence that pot or shrooms is bad is just a government conspiracy and you're the Cancer-man."
He'd actually had that argument once, in Hillworth, but he couldn't remember with who. It hadn't been Parker, Parker just hated him for being a rich kid. Mm. ALL the things he couldn't talk about.
"...Sorry about your brother."
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Posted: Fri Sep 09, 2011 10:05 am
"Hopefully something gets worked out before people start sending Spam. Meat should not make that sound coming out of a can. Meat shouldn't some out of a can period. But i guess anything is better than nothing, mish-mash as it is. There's bound to be an ungrateful brat somewhere that nothing is ever good enough for."
She herself could have been called ungrateful during the brownie situation - it was food after all - but she wasn't desperate enough to toss aside all her values just yet. And she was stubborn. She'd never relent.
"It's not whether or not it's bad for you that is my argument, but...it's a gateway drug. Just the first step to other things," she sighed, "It's...old news now I guess."
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Posted: Fri Sep 09, 2011 10:12 am
"Yeah, I guess you can't really stop some people from the 'it's natural and therefore it's harmless' theory. Though every time I hear that argument I kinda want to hand someone a nice little rolled up thing of poison ivy or something..." He pantomimed handing someone a 'funny' cigarette made from the obnoxious greenery in question. "...Wouldn't though. Probably would really mess you up. Seriously though, what the hell is with Spam. I keep hearing people be like "oh it tastes good' but... man that means you have to put it in your mouth to find out."
He grimaced vigorously at the thought. Someone had actually suggested it smelled and tasted vaguely like bacon, but that seemed rather sacrilegious to the cult of bacon. "Seriously if you guys are stuck here long enough to worry about SPAM I'll bring back a goddamn cooler full of meat and one of those cheap briquette grills." He promised. "Out of almost sixty people someone's gotta be able to flip a burger, right?"
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Posted: Fri Sep 09, 2011 10:21 am
"I think Spam was discovered when they were trying to make rubber or something like that? Yeah, so not going there," Natalia took another sip of her drink. Just one of the many useless facts she knew defacto. Debate Club. 'Nough said.
"Tire rubber, in fact."
Yeah. Eatin' tires. That couldn't be good for your innards.
"One would hope. I mean, someone is bound to help with family cook outs. Never did any grilling at my own because Dad says it's a 'man thing,'" she said in her best rendition of a mach man voice. "But anything else to be done in the kitchen it tooootally woman's work. But how hard it it to figure out? Really?"
Natalia actually grinned.
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Posted: Fri Sep 09, 2011 10:28 am
"I haven't done it either yet, but I think the idea is the same as cooking them in a pan. Namely "Don't let it catch fire" and "Pull it off before you can't tell if it's a burger or a briquette." He replied, trying and failing to keep a straight face. "I think it's sort of a cave man thing. "UG MAKE FIRE. FIRE GOOD." He added, in reference to the 'man thing'.
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Posted: Fri Sep 09, 2011 10:41 am
"Like sports that involve tackling and groping members of the same gender, smacking their a**, but oh, no, their totally straight?" Natalia chuckled a little. Yeah, she'd never understood sports. "And being fluent in vehicular language?"
"Ah~ but yeah - screw the feminist movement, I'll make the sammiches, and you can all grunt like cavemen over your vehicles. Because personally, I never want to see the day when there is a women's football league. Seriously."
Her dad was a big football fan. She knew how much he complained about so-and-so's recent drama. Well, and women to that and the drama would reach levels over 9000.
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Posted: Fri Sep 09, 2011 10:52 am
"Hopefully I don't count under the 'gay' flag when I say I don't even watch regular football. Besides if you really want unchecked violence, there's always rugby." He pointed out. Or Senshi battles, but those were... probably not a great topic of discussion... though Painite's 'And Now Mr. Bond' speeches WERE kind of funny... when you weren't actively bleeding. "I mean, not that there's anything wrong with it, I'm just..."
Not, regardless of the machinations of the rumor mill.
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Posted: Fri Sep 09, 2011 11:05 am
"Of course not," she grinned, "You're the heart of the 'effin lion. Prides are made of mostly females so~ where's the harem?" Natalia joked.
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Posted: Fri Sep 09, 2011 11:10 am
"Ha, er... yeah we broke up a few months ago. Me and my entire harem of one." He admitted, with a sheepish look and, (well damn it) an touch of red on his face.
"We haven't talked since really. I thought it was kinda ok at the time, but I kinda get the feeling that things were... not as calm as they appeared."
Which made sense given that he'd been dating the Senshi of the Deep. "Blame it on Regulus being a Binary star, I just kinda figured we were falling into an orbit, so to speak, that really wasn't good for either of us."
...Why the hell WAS he unburdening himself to a random stranger anyway? Something that he could actually talk about, he guessed, or maybe just because most of his friends knew Tallulah in some form, and he felt bad unloading to them.
"Clearly what I get for dating a vegetarian." he joked, trying to lighten the mood again.
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Posted: Fri Sep 09, 2011 11:19 am
"Ah, vegetarian~" Natalia said as if that made things make total sense. She wasn't usually a good candidate for people to unload their issues, but he'd kept it short, and far from whiny, so it was...alright, she supposed.
"What can you expect? Vegetarian are always turning down somethin' good."
Natalia couldn't understand how someone could just...not eat meat. Don't get her started on the craziness that was vegans. No animal products what-so-ever? uh....that couldn't be healthy. But then again, Natalia didn't exactly like her veggies either. Meat and potatoes was a diet that worked for her.
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Posted: Fri Sep 09, 2011 11:26 am
"Ugh, don't get me into the soy burgers." He noted, only half jokingly. God that thing had been awful. He'd rather eat a turkey burger. Turkeyburgers still counted as 'healthy' and they didn't taste like... like BLEAH.
He was however trying to figure out if he'd turned even redder since what shed said rested neatly on the fuzzy boundary of flattery and flirting.
"So what do you normally do when you're not cleaning out Zodiac Ballrooms and fighting Space Whales?"
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