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 Posted: Wed Oct 19, 2011 5:27 pm
It was Friday night, and it had been several days now since Quinn and the rest of the Dark Mirror Court had finally gotten to home. She was sitting at her desk with her chair leaned back and legs propped up on her desk, one crossed over the other; her keyboard in her lap. It felt like ages since she'd been able to just sit and hang out in her apartment.
A day or two prior, she had sent out an email to the 4 members of the Dark Mirror Court that she had taken in as her team. After she had sent it she realized it was probably pretty stupid to email the two girls that had been living with her. But whatever, what's done is done and now she was checking to see if any of them had replied- she invited them over to get to know each other a little better on the civilian side of things and to relax for the first time in forever. Horror Movie night? ******** yes.
She frowned when she saw that she hadn't gotten any replies. The two girls that lived with her had mentioned that they likely wouldn't be able to make it- they just got back to Earth and it was the first weekend that they could really enjoy, so they had other plans.
Whatever. She'd totally just hang out and watch movies alone tonight. That's fine. She eyed the couch across the room and then switched her attention back to her dual monitor computer set up. She could game instead, if none of them showed up. She hadn't done that in a while. A really, really, really long while.
She pushed herself away from the desk, her chair rolling a few feet back before she got up and meandered over to the kitchen. She grabbed a beer and as she was taking the first cold, delicious sip-- her doorbell rang.
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Posted: Wed Oct 19, 2011 6:24 pm
Their first weekend back, most of them were probably spending time with friends and families, were busy getting back into the swing of their lives. Some of them, likely, still didn't even have some of the essentials of living -- working on figuring out their new personas, they had to figure out their new school, new jobs, new clothing...
Veer didn't have to worry about any of that. Horizon Institute was better than the online schooling he'd been doing, that was for sure, so it had been no problem for him to drop one and pick up the other -- even if this meant he'd have to start actually going in to classes. Raph and Jasper had had their jaunt up in space too, so his job was still secure, his position still certainly safe.
His apartment had been a mess, but his apartment had always been a mess. He'd wrinkled his nose and moved on with it.
Add to that the fact that his account had been compromised, preventing any weekend Raids [or ever logging on, to his horror], and Veer had nothing to do but glare at his computer and stomp around the apartment. The blip of an email had been a welcome interruption, and he'd meant to agree to it, he really had.
He just never did.
Now he was at her door, wondering if it was the right place, with a six pack of cheep beer tucked under one arm. Flame boots and shredded jeans, metal t-shirt and leather jacket -- he had made some effort to look good. If you could call it that.
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Posted: Wed Oct 19, 2011 6:44 pm
Quinn shuffled over to her door, beer in hand. Not expecting any guests since no one had gotten back to her, she answered the door in a pair of torn jean shorts, a black t-shirt with a faded yellow batman logo on the front, and fuzzy socks. If she knew anyone would be coming by she probably would've put pants on. Or ditched the fuzzy socks .... Maybe. Her hair was down and in loose waves to her mid-back. When she opened the door to see a guy in shredded jeans and a leather jacket, it was safe to say she was incredibly confused- although admittedly pleasantly surprised.
"Uhm....." she was staring up at him for a few lingering seconds before taking a sip of her beer. Her eyes traveled down to the six pack he had tucked under his arm. Cheap beer, but beer never-the-less. Huh.
"... Hi?" she said. She peered around him to see if anyone else was with him. Maybe he had the wrong apartment?
She scratched her head with her beer-less hand and looked back up at him. "Sorry dude, I think you've got the wrong place. Who are you looking for? Maybe I know them and can give you the right address." She shrugged one of her shoulders slightly.
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Posted: Wed Oct 19, 2011 7:00 pm
"...uh."
Veer had been expecting, well, camo. He'd been expecting footballer face paint. Sharp scowl and put together team leader. A handful of other young people hanging around and playing games and waiting for a movie to start, maybe some pizza. He could really, really go for pizza...
"I thought this was. Uh. Quinn's?" Instead it was some chick in attractively short shorts, and just about the sexiest t-shirt ever. He blinked at her, taking a step back to check the address and make sure he had it right, and absently wished that he'd taken the twenty minutes and can of ultra-freeze hairspray to put his hawk up properly.
Amber eyes settled hopefully onto her face. "I think it's right?"
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Posted: Wed Oct 19, 2011 7:17 pm
"Oh! Oh geez." Her cheeks flushed a deep shade of pink and she laughed nervously.
"It's right," she said and flashed a big friendly grin at him. "I'm Quinn. And you..."
She stepped back into her apartment and motioned for him to come on in. "You gotta be Veer. Because I'm ninety nine percent sure Joshua wouldn't show up with beer and dressed like that. And if you're NOT Veer, then I don't have the slightest clue who you are and I totally just invited a complete stranger into my place."
Quinn took a quick look around her apartment, her gaze settling for a moment at her computer, one of her monitors with a chat wide open and scrolling past. If there was one thing she didn't have to leave behind when she changed her identity, it was her online alias. Her flatscreen tv was left on Spike tv, some episode of 1000 Ways to Die left on as background noise while she was on her computer before she had been interrupted.
She chewed her bottom lip nervously.
"Sorry uh, I wasn't really expecting anyone." She looked down at herself and her God damn fuzzy socks. Fuzzy socks in front of a guy. She was the epitome of sexy tonight, yep.
"The girls had other plans and you and Joshua didn't reply," she said. "You're welcome to stay but it looks like I'm gonna be your only company tonight."
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Posted: Wed Oct 19, 2011 8:02 pm
His eyes were drawn immediately to the computer -- beer still cuddled against his side, hesitating just inside the doorway. It was a bit weird, just the two of them, wasn't it? But going home to sit alone would be even worse, fighting with Blizzard on his phone...
"It's cool, I don't mind." He eased in farther, closing the door carefully behind him and pausing for a moment before deciding that, no, he really didn't want to take off his boots. Maybe he would if Quinn asked, but as it was, they were some damned sexy boots and he wanted to hold onto them.
Footsteps took him closer to her computer setup, under the premise of settling his offering down on the desk. For a brief moment, his attention wandered to the TV, and his mouth split into an easy sort of grin. "I mean, assuming you have a movie. And that we can get pizza, because seriously, I don't think I'll ever be tired of having pizza after a month up there..."
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Posted: Wed Oct 19, 2011 8:19 pm
"Anything I don't have already I can download." She slipped behind him and leaned over her keyboard and mouse quickly to log out and shut down the various programs that she'd left running on her computer. She took another drink from her beer, then looked at the bottle in her hand and at finally at him.
"Not gonna lie, I suck at playing hostess. Want a cold beer?" She scooped up the six pack he just put down and walked over to her fridge to put the case away to get cold in the mean time. Before he had a chance to answer, she pulled a cold beer out of her fridge and tossed it at him- she hoped he could catch.
"Pizza sounds ******** fantastic," she said before quickly clamping her hand over her mouth. Was she supposed to be serious business around these guys when they weren't powered up? She'd never been anyone's leader before so she really didn't have the slightest clue how to act. She may not be Kat anymore on a technicality, but she was still the blunt, potty-mouthed girl she's always been and she wasn't sure if that was okay around the Dark Mirror Senshi. Maybe the fact that she had an English accent would make the word ******** sound elegant and proper and therefore acceptable. ... Or not so much.
She was blushing again and she turned away from him. Ares would probably be less than impressed that she had one of her team-mates over for pizza and beer rather than out training, nevermind the fact that she was tossing around curse words and acting so casual around him.
She grabbed the cordless phone and dialed the number to the pizza place. When she placed the order and hung up, she turned back to face Veer.
"s**t. I hope you're a meat kinda guy?" She snickered when she realized how that sounded.
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Posted: Thu Oct 20, 2011 8:33 am
Ares probably wouldn't have been amused by Veer's grin, either -- wide and somewhat wicked and definitely more than a little bit pleased, he at least didn't mind her cursing or her choice of clothing. Had she answered the door in an elegant dress, had she been formal and polite or god forbid drill sergeant, he might well have run for the hills. He much preferred this casual edge, catching the beer awkwardly out of the air but at least catching it, and rooting around in his pocket for his keys to pop the lid off.
"Meat's fine. No chance in hell I could ever be a vegetarian." He was going to let Quinn assume he was an easy twenty-one, and it was a fair assumption for her to make. He had arrived with alcohol, after all. But, to be fair, it wasn't all that hard to get your hands on beer if you really wanted it...
"And I have a flash drive with some s**t on it, but it's mostly Japanese, I don't know how you feel about that." He easily cracked the bottle open, stepping away from the desk finally to get a better look around the place.
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Posted: Thu Oct 20, 2011 12:50 pm
It wasn't necessarily that Quinn assumed he was at least 21- it was more of the fact that she wasn't 21 either and if he brought beer with him, it was fair game. She peered at him, amused by his wide wicked grin.
"What're you all smiles about, hm? Not quite what you were expecting when you showed up at Sailor Leto's place?" She watched as he took a look around her apartment, glad that he wasn't a vegetarian.
She sat down on the couch cross-legged, letting him take his time in looking around. "I uh..." she frowned, trying to figure out a way to word what she was trying to say.
"I haven't been Quinn in a long time. Well, I haven't been Quinn for a long time in general since I used to be Kat. But I'm Quinn now, not Kat, and I mean I haven't not been Leto in a long time. I'm almost always Leto. Actually now that I think of it, I can't remember the last time I wasn't Leto." She was rambling.
"What I'm saying is that I almost don't know what real people do anymore. And you're new at this. You're still... you. You're still Veer, not Sailor Whateveryournameis. I'm defined by Leto. I don't even know what movies came out in the last six months. I can't remember for the life of me where I left off in WoW. I don't know if Batman is still cool and I sure as hell don't know why I'm ranting to some guy I just met."
Andddd cue freaking out the new kid. s**t just got real.
"I think what I'm trying to get at is that I'm ******** clueless and you can put anything on and I'll be happy. If there's no subtitles I'll just nod and smile and pretend I know what's going on." She laughed nervously, staring at the tv in front of her, embarrassed by her mini-breakdown. She chugged back the remainder of her beer in an attempt to relax and loosen up a little.
Movie night is a disaster.
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Posted: Thu Oct 20, 2011 6:56 pm
Movie night wasn't that bad from Veer's perspective, at least; she might have been babbling, but it was surprisingly cute, surprisingly charming babble. Babble about WoW and Batman. Toss in a little anime and she'd pretty much be golden....
Wel. He could take care of that. He circled for a moment, just a touch uncertain, before opting to drop down onto the couch next to her. Not cross-legged, here. Instead he stretched out flame-toed boots in front of him and rattled keys out of his pocket. Absently, he pried an old Super Mario Advance cartridge off and held it up in offering with another flash of a smile.
"Uh. I mostly have comedy on here, but there's some girl s**t too, if you'd rather." All Japanese. All anime, in fact. He shrugged and raised an eyebrow. "Got a rig to plug it into, or a laptop and an HD cable, or turn those shiny monitors around or what?"
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Posted: Thu Oct 20, 2011 7:13 pm
Quinn stared at him when he dropped down next to her on the couch. He was staying? She just spewed verbal diarrhea all over the place and he wasn't politely wishing her a good night while secretly thinking she was a complete and utter nutbag as he walked out the door? Okay... Maybe she was lucky that the smartass ended up on her team after-all. Who would'a thunk it.
She eyed the Super Mario game cartridge he pulled off of his keys and then back at him and his ridiculous smile. And his messy, not-done mohawk. And then down at his pretty ******** cool boots. Huh. She smiled to herself before taking a deep breath and exhaling slowly. Alright, we'll pretend the last few minutes didn't just happen and everything will be just peachy.
"Girl s**t?" She laughed and shook her head, her loose messy curls falling over her shoulders. "No need for girl s**t." She grinned at him, starting to relax again.
"You can plug it into the Xbox," she said, pointing at the device on the tv stand and switching her tv to the correct video input. She raised her right hand and flipped through the 360's main screen sans controller while he put the USB in. Oh Kinect, what a fantastic invention.
One thing didn't change when she made the switch from Kat to Quinn- the girl still liked her shiny toys.
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Posted: Fri Oct 21, 2011 8:19 am
He made a noise, at that, somewhat amused -- what, did he have to do everything? But, after just a breath, he levered himself up to check out her set up, poking at the machinery for a moment before settling in to plug in his cartridge.
"...I need an Xbox." It was more like a mental note to self than anything else. He usually stuck to computer gaming, hell, rarely even watched his TV, instead preferring to put movies up on his second monitor while he worked. All the same, he suddenly desperately, hopelessly wanted an Xbox. Enough that he might stop off somewhere on the way home.
There were twelve gigs of anime on this flash drive alone, sorted carefully into folders, into subfolders, all of it named fastidiously. He hummed as he sank limply back down next to her, reaching for his beer again. "So here's the thing. If we start at the beginning of any of the shows, I've seen it, and I'm going to get antsy after an ep or two, and s**t but I should have brought my laptop. Maybe a movie or something...uh."
His expression lit up a little, and he leaned over to prod at the remote. He'd figure out how it worked pretty quick. "I think I have some Miyazaki."
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Posted: Fri Oct 21, 2011 10:45 am
Hey- at least she had given him fair warning when he got here that she was a terrible hostess.
"You don't need to use the controller," she said in a matter-of-fact sort of fashion. Her right hand lowered slightly to get to the next menu and with a few flicks of her hand, she was in his USB drive and looking through his anime.
"I mean, you can if you want... But I'm pretty sure using Jedi mind tricks to do this is much more fun," she snickered and dropped her hand. "I don't want you to be bored, goof. Put on whatever you'd like. If you manage to get me into a show I'll just download all the episodes I've missed and catch up later. That, or I can grab you my laptop. I don't give a s**t if you wanna use it. It's got Warcraft on it but you can't use my account since I probably haven't paid for it in months now that I think of it. Actually, I don't even know if you play. And now I look like a huge dork. But ask if you want it!"
She never realized how quickly she spoke until she had to take a breath. Then, without considering the fact that she may be invading his personal space, she leaned over and grabbed his hand. She used her own fingers to flatten his hand out so his palm was facing the tv and she held it there until the Kinect registered it. When it did, she used his hand to continue to go through the seemingly endless anime. When she figured he probably could use it on his own, she dropped her own hand and let him pick whatever he wanted to put on.
"I dunno what a Miyazaki is but that sounds good to me!"
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Posted: Fri Oct 21, 2011 7:58 pm
"...hn." He needed a Kinect, too, damnit. For a little too long he just played with it, paging through folder after folder of anime, far more than he could possibly need to carry with him on a daily basis -- but this was his backup. This was for safe keeping. This was in case his computer exploded, or in case he was stuck somewhere really boring for extended periods of time...
Eventually, he dug into the Miyazaki folder and hesitated, debating and finally deciding on Princess Mononoke over Howl. Howl was a little gay. Oozing demon-monsters were a little less so. Veer thought it was solid reasoning.
"You serious about the laptop, though?" The movie was starting, but he was on the move, levering himself up again and shooting her a sidelong look. Girls didn't touch him often. He was trying not to read into it. "I got brute forced, while I was up, uh, you know. I gotta curse Blizard out some..."
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Posted: Fri Oct 21, 2011 8:24 pm
The second he stood up after asking about the laptop, Quinn grabbed his hand a second time and pulled him back down onto the couch. “I’ll get it for you,” she couldn’t help but giggle at his antsyness as she pushed herself up to her feet.
When she stood, the doorbell conveniently rang, which meant that the pizza man was here. ******** yes. The pizza delivery guy was her best friend at that moment. She answered the door, pulled some cash out of her pocket and exchanged it for the hot pizza. She turned, pushed the door closed with her hip and sauntered back over to Veer. She put the pizza down on the coffee table in front of him. “Dig in, I’ll be back in a sec.” She flashed him a quick smile and made her way over to her bedroom.
When she returned a minute or so later, she had her laptop and she grabbed another 2 beers from the fridge. She dropped back down onto the couch next to him, placing the 2 beers on the coffee table as well- she figured she should have it there for when his ran out so she wouldn’t have to get up during the movie. Quinn typed her password in quickly to login, and handed the laptop – which automatically connected to the internet – over to him. She grabbed a slice of pizza in one hand and her fresh beer in the other and cozied up on the couch as the movie began. Every once in a while she’d shoot him a side-glance or peak at whatever it was he was doing on the laptop.
She could travel through mirrors, turn invisible, and fight evil… But trying to understand boys? Not a chance.
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