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 Posted: Fri Nov 25, 2011 2:54 pm
"Preorders are also nice when you don't have the time to get the game day of, so you can be sure you have a copy," Sheldon countered as he returned to making little circles on the table. Why he was still sitting here was a question that was beginning to drift back into his mind, had he really intended to stay this long? Well, he had ordered food so he might as well eat it.
There wasn't much to add besides a smirk with Ellie's remarks about Saint's Row, really he couldn't argue for or against it; he still didn't know much about the series and all. And it wasn't like he was going to lie about maybe trying it sometime, games with cars were never his forte, except maybe Mario Kart.
"We all nerd about something." He got out as the waitress finally made her way to their table with their orders.
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Posted: Fri Nov 25, 2011 7:17 pm
At this point, Ellie didn't even seem to care that the food had been brought up. With the waitress still present, she stubbornly stated "I stand by my statement. Collectors and nerds. Not everyone needs t'have the game th'day it comes out. It's still gonna be jus' as good if ya get it 1 day later or a week later or a month later." With her nachos present, she snatched up a chip, then crunched it between her teeth as if it was punctuation.
Tortilla chips doused in cheese were the best sort of punctuation.
With the two entrees on the table, the waitress took her leave. The tomboy as was her usual took to chowing down quickly on her lunch. If someone were to try to stick a finger in there, they risked losing a finger from all the carnage.
Between gulps, she mentioned "I.... don't nerd.... on video... games!" She might have enjoyed some of the games, but she could have waited a year to get a game and still enjoy it as much as if it had been obtained the day the game came out. Feeling like she had gotten some cheese on her lips, she wiped it away with the back of her good hand. "Cars... sure... but those are actually useful!"
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Posted: Fri Nov 25, 2011 7:29 pm
Wait, were they kind of just agreeing on something but at the same time not? Sheldon stared at Ellie for a moment, trying to figure out her statement against his own before giving up. There was still an animosity against preorders for some reason, and really it was probably an issue he should just drop. Like so many topics with the blonde.
The boy did know one thing. Even sans an arm, the blonde was still able to shovel down nachos like a champ. Table manners seemed to always be non existent. Sheldon sighed and tore a piece of his chicken in a smaller bite and dripped it in one of the sauces that accompanied his dish. "How long have you exactly been like this anyways?" If she wouldn't tell him the reason, at least she could tell him how long she had had the cast. There were a few drawings and stickers on it after all. And her ability to function could be an indication of length too.
"Just because I used the term nerd, doesn't mean it just applies to video games," he corrected himself after popping a piece of chicken into his mouth. "Cars, exactly... you nerd and geek over cars." He explained, pulling more chicken apart. His fingers were starting to get a little sticky, "some people nerd over sports..."
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Posted: Fri Nov 25, 2011 7:52 pm
Gold eyes rolled up towards the sky thoughtfully before Ellie gave Sheldon a straight answer. "Four weeks... got four more t'go."
The world must have been ending. Ellie Spectre gave Sheldon Hobbes a straight answer. She paused to lick at her fingers which were starting to get bits of guacamole and sour cream on them. Her green haired companion might have been having issues with the conversation and the implications, but the blonde didn't seem to notice any of his momentary awkward pauses.
"I might'a been more inta' sports if I didn't get kicked out of my ol' soccer team as a kid... but I guess Zuniga's got more soccer nerd-ism in him fer the two of us now." There was a pause before she added "...Zuniga's one'a my friends." Obviously his last name, since his first name was kinda lackluster and common.
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Posted: Sat Nov 26, 2011 5:27 pm
Yes, Sheldon was indeed pleasantly surprised to get a straight answer from Ellie. Not part the heavens the world is doomed surprised, but at least enough to garner a small smile. Hopefully it didn't look at all maniacal, that he looked pleased at her misfortune or anything. The boy shoved a piece of chicken into his mouth in efforts to cover it up.
"Half way there, not too bad. You seem to be coping," he told her in a hapless kind of sympathetic manner. Sheldon himself had never had to have a cast for anything, maybe a few bandages but nothing that lasted for how long Ellie had been. And she had given him such gruff from that one time. This could be such an opportunity to get back at her for it, but Sheldon really had to wonder if it was worth the effort ... since he knew she was far better at it than he was.
"I was never much into sports," If it wasn't obvious enough. "Tried to get into baseball once, but its hard to play catch with a dad who is always buried in books." His family was just never much into it. His grandfather though... Sheldon shrugged and finished off one of his pieces of chicken at that. "After your cast comes off, I wonder if you could be like that Rookie of the Year movie kid... that could be kind of cool."
Oh, obscure 90's baseball movies references.
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Posted: Sat Nov 26, 2011 5:49 pm
Half a smirk found its way to her lips. "If ya call nearly gettin' mah a** handed t'me 'copin'... then sure I am!" Even after confessing such, she still seemed in a decent mood, which spoke more of who she was as an individual. An injury like this couldn't get her down, where as most people would let it get to them. Certainly she had her moments of weakness with dealing with this cast, but that didn't need to be public knowledge at this point.
She crammed several more chips into her mouth and bobbed her head, listening to Hobbes speak of his own history with sports. However, when she finished up the food in her mouth and swallowed it down in a large gulp, she probably ruined the mood of sharing and caring.
"...that's an excuse if I ever heard one..."
She swigged down some water before explaining her track of thought. "Ya don't need yer dad t'be th'one t'learn ball from. If I waited 'round fer my dad t'teach me sh*t... I woulda never learned how t'fix up cars. If ya wanna do somethin', then ya find a way t'make it happen."
The mention of that baseball movie got some notice. "My arm's what got injured... but my sport ya don't use yer arms..."
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Posted: Sat Nov 26, 2011 10:14 pm
The little piece of information about her injury hadn't been expected, it was a nice little tidbit to Sheldon even if it did spike his curiosity for just a split second. It wasn't a tell all in any sense, but at least kind of cleared up one horrible idea he had had when his mind was gathering ideas of what could have like destroyed her arm; one involved her motorcycle but really, she probably wouldn't be in such a chipper mood after such a statement if it meant her bike was in shambles and a cause.
He wondered what the other guy looked like. But he started on another piece of chicken before he could make such a statement and audibly groan from his realization that he had shared something about himself; something he... didn't always try to do. Could avoid answering...
"I could it might be hard to run still with a monstrosity attached to your arm though," he pointed out, latching onto a change in subject. "Though, I'm sure people would get out of your way..."
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Posted: Sat Nov 26, 2011 10:45 pm
Successful subject change deployed!
She snatched up a chip that had a GOOD amount of gunk all over it and proceeded to cram it in her mouth. The mention of guys getting out of her way made her laugh with her mouth still stuffed full of chewed crap. Something went wrong in there, and soon enough she had to cough a bit to try to clear up something that went down her throat the wrong way. The tomboy managed to rectify the problem without the assistance of the glass of water on the table.
Now that the near-choking was finished up, she replied to the comment that got her so worked up. "Yeah... 'bout that... I managed t'find th'one jackass who didn't get outta my way while I was wearing this monster! He wanted to beat my a**... ya could tell!" With her good hand, she balled it up for a loose fist and knocked at the edge of the cast, making a hollow clunking sound. "I could'a took 'im... but Zuniga jumped in with a hilarious excuse as to why this d**k shouldn't beat my a**!"
Having addressed the humorous part, she then replied to a slightly more serious part of the conversation. "Running's still okay in this thing... Jus' because my arm is outta commission doesn't mean I'm treatin' my legs like they are. I've still been walkin' round this place t'get wherever I need t'go!"
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Posted: Sun Nov 27, 2011 6:24 pm
A few people had turned their gaze when the blonde began to cough and Sheldon had sat there like a useless lump, unsure if he should help or not. Coughing was a good sign, wasn't it? Meant air was getting into her lungs and was something she could probably manage on her own. Which did turn out to be true.
If she died from a chip, it would probably be a very pathetic way for Ellie Spectre to go. And really, Sheldon had to wonder how one would be able to perform the Heimlich Maneuver on her with that cast.
"Someone actually gave you a hard time about it?" Sheldon questioned her. He probably wasn't a model specimen of the human race but trying to pick a fight with someone with a cast because they had a huge cast seemed pretty pathetic really. It wasn't her fault she had it ... or, well... he really had no idea of it was or not.
Either way, "I figured it would throw your balance off when running," he went on to explain. Walking was one thing, running always seemed another world in itself. "Your poor bike, collecting dust..." He mused.
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Posted: Sun Nov 27, 2011 6:47 pm
Loosening up her hand and reaching for her glass of water again, she almost gasped out "I know, right?!" She gulped another mouthful of water, reducing her glass to being merely ice chips. "If it weren't fer th'cast, I might'a been more impressed by th'fact he wanted t'take on a girl... too many chivalrous dudes out there these days who wouldn't consider takin' on a chick." As much as she hated the gender bias, it still existed. No matter how tough she was, some guys would still look at the fact she had boobs and refuse to raise fists.
Rolling her eyes, she managed to gather the last remaining portion of her meal and seemingly inhaled them.
And then Hobbes mentioned her bike.
"Figuratively... yes, it's collectin' dust. Literally, it ain't... I gotta keep myself entertained... so The Spectrum has been gettin' polished up pretty much everyday." Was it a coping device for her current lackluster daily activities? Yes. Most definitely yes.
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Posted: Sun Nov 27, 2011 10:16 pm
It seemed like it was another twist of words, but Sheldon didn't act upon it and just finished his second to last piece of chicken. True, he wasn't one to hit girls - aside from not being one to hit anyone - but it was because it always seemed most had the opposite mind set as Ellie. At least in his experience, but he was sure many of them would be able to kick his a** ... well, anyone probably could. "You know, most of us would be more interested in hitting on girls than hitting them, right?" There were probably very few females who took a punch in the face as a compliment.
It was good to hear her bike was still in one piece though, throwing yet another one of his theories right out the window. "Still able to 'Wax on, Wax off'?" Sheldon asked, complete with hand gestures.
Okay, obscure 90's reference didn't fly, would obvious 80's reference work? If Ellie didn't know the Karate Kid, Sheldon might lose faith in humanity and well, her.
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Posted: Sun Nov 27, 2011 11:29 pm
Gold eyes were rolled. "Ah yes... thinkin' with th'p***s instead of th'brain... right... always forget th'p***s controls dudes." Relationships and even physical attraction were all foreign concepts that Ellie didn't understand, and honestly, didn't want to understand. When raging hormones had forced her peers to seek the best date for the prom, the tomboy was off doing her own thing. It was such a waste in the blonde's mind, and since her opinion was usually the only one that mattered to her, she was fine with ignoring what everyone else thought about relationships.
The movie reference wasn't lost, but she didn't seem very excited by it either. "...um... I don't take lessons from Mr. Miyagi. I prefer gettin' my lessons from someone in th'industry." With a sigh, she glanced to her cast again. "I can't really do much else right now... I've got a f*ck-ton of time, but I can't work on my other project like this." Her good shoulder shrugged.
"Eh... whatever... I don't take it that yer a sweets guy, are ya?" She was done and he was close to finishing off his lunch. It meant they were going to be parting ways soon enough.
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Posted: Mon Nov 28, 2011 10:08 pm
Once again, Sheldon Hobbes sustained a response with the extremes to Ellie's own. It wasn't like he could disagree, it really was true but not to the extent she had decided to go. He was pretty much inept as she was to the whole relationships thing, having never had a steady girlfriend in his life or anything but he probably had the edge on her at least. The mint haired boy just hummed in response to let the subject go, like so many of the others.
He was also just disappointed at Ellie's lack of humor. Well, that wasn't true. He knew well enough that Ellie could dish out some jokes and jabs but they were usually at his expense. She failed with the popular culture ones ... or just didn't find his amusing. Sad. Sheldon sighed again and finished off his chicken strips.
"I don't mind them," he answered. Who didn't like dessert? "Just not in the mood for one right now." Sheldon really just kind of wanted to go home now. Where were those checks ....
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Posted: Mon Nov 28, 2011 10:18 pm
When Hobbes mentioned how he didn't mind desserts, Ellie held her breath for a moment, thinking she was doomed to having to deal with sickeningly gross sweet smells from a dessert he'd end up ordering. However, he then mentioned he wasn't in the mood, and the girl let out one huge relieved breath.
"Oh f*ck... that's good t'hear... hate sweets!" Yes, Sheldon had managed to find the one person in the world who did not like desserts. Rather than wait for the waitress to return to their table, the blonde waved her good arm up in the air when she managed to catch sight of the familiar head of brown hair.
Eager to do a good job so she could get a good sized tip, the girl made her way back to the table. "Is there anything else I can help you with today?"
"Um yeah... checks please?"
The waitress rushed off and soon enough returned with the slips of paper. Ellie snatched up the one set in front of her, looked over the number, then reached to get her wallet out to pull out her card.
"Ya gonna go back t'yer game then... now that ya got yer batteries?"
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Posted: Mon Nov 28, 2011 10:31 pm
Why didn't this surprise him. Sheldon gave her a bland and bored look, hinted with further disappointment. Really, with her attitude and just off kilter personality, her hatred of sweets could have been expected. Anything that Ellie did that was out of the ordinary was probably now never to phase him. Well, not totally true... there were always curveballs.
The boy remained silent as Ellie got their checks to the table, only nodding to the waitress to be polite and acknowledging. With his own little piece of paper in hand, Sheldon twisted a little to pull his wallet from his back pocket and began to finger out some bills for payment and tip.
"Yeah," he replied, placing his portion on the table, "I don't tend to wander unless I'm bored.... even then, I usually don't." Wasn't like he had any place else to go.
Sheldon then suddenly gave her a suspicious look. Please don't tell him she wanted to hang out or something.
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