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 Posted: Fri Feb 17, 2012 7:58 am
Before was in the cafeteria, or mess hall if one preferred the more militaristic term, sitting down at an empty table. He was jotting down notes in a pad with one hand, while the other would reach for a plate of brownies every so often. The table was pretty much empty, save for the numerous open books scattered around the Misty. With the pictures displayed on each page, it was pretty hard not to figure out he was reading cook books. He could have done this at the library except Before's tendency to suddenly make enthusiastic declarations (out loud, emphasis on loud) had forced the librarian's hand. And in this case, forced Before to compile recipes and terminologies elsewhere.
"Ladyfingers and Broas are the same thing!?!?" he gasped at this revelation, then sheepishly started to look around to see if anyone (other than the Hunters currently stuck with Kitchen duty) had heard him.
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Posted: Fri Feb 17, 2012 8:13 am
There weren't many things Rep actually liked but food was one of those things. A good source of snacks was indispensible, especially in a military setting like this one, he was determined to find out what way the wind was blowing in terms of supplies and who might be bribable in future in the direction of a few free bars of chocolate and potentially alcohol, so he'd taken to lurking around the cafeteria when he wasn't working out, watching the comings and goings like a hawk.
Today as he arrived it looked as if someone was using the place as as a study room, which was curious in itself, so not being one to be subtle, Rep had wandered over to stand not too far behind Before, watching the man engrossed in what he was reading. Rep wasn't big on reading but he was rather enthusiastic about the pictures on the pages. His initial hunch that this was the same guy with the cookies from when he woke up seemed to be somewhat vindicated.
He wasn't keen on standing there too long though, leaning back against the wall and crossing his arms, giving the other hunter a smirk as he looked around. "You know cooking's for women right?" he stated matter of factly.
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Posted: Fri Feb 17, 2012 8:53 am
Before's reaction upon learning someone had indeed heard him? Can be summarized in three words: Deer in headlights. Teal eyes widened and the sheepish line of his mouth curved sharply into a frown of dismay. Of all people. It was the dude who didn't want his cookies but then changed his mind in the end. But that wasn't Before's problem with the large, muscular... wait what division was he in? The proximity between them was enough that his eyes didn't need to move too much to spy the Sun symbol on his coat.
The Misty's problem with the Sunny was that this guy laughed at Clarice going asplodey during the demonstration. His reaction scared Before. And so he just sort of kept staring for what felt like ten million years but was actually just a few seconds. Eventually the brunette turned his head left, then right, then left again, as if hoping that Rep was talking to someone else and not him. Oh please, please, please, please, plea-s**t! No one else here but me! xAx
"That's news to me." His tone was a careful neutral, trying not to give away his anxiety through his voice. Which could have worked if his body language wasn't practically screaming: GTFO GTFO GTFO DDDDDDDDDDDDD8
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Posted: Fri Feb 17, 2012 9:05 am
If there was one thing Rep was good at, it was knowing when people really didn't want to talk to him by their reactions, he homed in on them more than anything else and made sure that when he found someone who was clearly a bit unnerved by him be became their best friend and tested how much he could unsettle them.
"Clearly then." He purred "You've been listening to the wrong news. These women have got you fooled." he shrugged. "But that's alright, its not your fault I suppose. Those cookies were /nice/ by the way, did you make them?" His words were friendly, but his tone was not, his tone was far nearer to predator than friendly guy looking for a chat.
He even used the discomfort to move a little nearer. Of course not quuiite near enough as to bother his own issues with personal space and other men, but near enough he could loom just a bit more.
"You like to cook?"
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Posted: Fri Feb 17, 2012 9:19 am
Fun fact: The best way to loom over Before? Just. Stand. Next to the guy when he was standing. The fact that the Misty was sitting down made it like fifty times easier ;A; When Rep moved closer, Before instinctively moved away, the legs of the chair noisily scraping against the floor in protest. "Maybe you're the one that's misinformed." Again neutral. Again body still whining that the distance between the Misty and the Sunny was not enough >n< "But I'm glad you like the cookies. First time at shortbread so wasn't entirely sure they wouldn't be wonky."
Now that Rep was closer, his face jogged Before's memory to a certain account on Twitter and that's when it clicked in his head. Yes, it took him this long to figure it out. What? He was kind of fixated on the whole "cruel laughter at another human being in golem suit's demise" impression. "Hey. You're also that Noah dude on twitter!" he eyed the large trainee warily >.>
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Posted: Fri Feb 17, 2012 9:30 am
Rep chuckled to himself. "Noope. Not misinformed. See I know things. And people here don't seem to have a ******** cluue. Men aren't /designed/ to do women's work, we are bigger. Stronger, faster, smarter, all that good s**t. Now if you want to cook, I guess that's sort of okay, as long as you aren't homo about it. Like ******** pink aprons and s**t. Food can be manly." Shortbread was sort of toeing the line as far as manly went in Rep's opinion but he was willing to suspend this thought for the time being, those cookies had actually been /rather/ good.
He could only smirk a little wider as Before recognised him from Twitter, oh good he thought, that meant he needed even less effort to intimidate the man, he must already be familiar with how /amazing/ he was. "The name's not Noah." he purred, again with that vague hint of danger. "Its Rep."
He remembered Before'd been at the briefing. "Just call that a bit of advice." He laughed at his own oh so clever joke with the same amusement he had then too. People blowing up never got unfunny.
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Posted: Fri Feb 17, 2012 9:41 am
"No frills. Simple aprons are necessary for the kind of kitchen we work in. Anything that gets snagged is a liability and will ******** s**t up and when you gotta make enough to feed everyone, each ******** up dish will cost you an arm and a leg. Also I can't wear pink. Mom said it clashes with my eyes," Before frowned as the last few words tumbled out of his mouth automatically. He shook his head clear of that memory, the statement visibly left a sour taste in his mouth. It had been a remnant from his pre-Island days when that had been the justification to all those salesperson insisting he try on anything of that color. Not that he took issue with it but it just didn't look good on him so he didn't wear it.
"Also, dude, you're kinda talking to the wrong point of reference with all that "good s**t" you're talking about," Before's mouth had twisted into an annoyed frown by this point. At the "correction," the Misty snorted, but at the reference to H had teal eyes flashing in disgust. "You called that 'cuz you like to REPeat things over and over?"
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Posted: Fri Feb 17, 2012 9:48 am
Rep almost choked on a laugh as Before mentioned his mother giving him fashion information. "Are you ******** serious man? You listen to your MUM telling your what to wear and what not to? There's a whole ******** book of reasons why a man shouldn't wear pink. "Cause it clashes with his eyes" is in the chapter for faggots." He laughed raucously. "But okay, at least you don't wear it, that's a start, you can work from there."
He did give the other man a smirk for his insult, it didn't rankle Rep the way other people's had, it was almost adorable. "Nooo. Though I DO ********' have to repeat myself a whole lot cause people are a little hard of thinking. You seem like a smart enough guy though. Little down on yourself though. Being a midget isn't the end of the world man. "
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Posted: Fri Feb 17, 2012 9:53 am
It was about this point that Rin strode into the hall and proceeded to march over to the bar area looking for eats. She was so tunnel visioned she didn't actually notice the people already present. Simply grabbing a tray and loaded it up with whatever looked good.
This meant she mostly had mac n cheese and little bits of bacon and ham mixed in stolen from the salad section.
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Posted: Fri Feb 17, 2012 10:27 am
"When you make it on the high society pages' best dressed list then you can talk about dishing out do's and don'ts." Before paused, placed a gloved hand against his face, and muttered beneath his breath, "Dad, stop talking through me. I'm dead, remember?" As Rep continued to remind Before of the sort of treatment he got in high school, he promptly swiveled in his seat to start closing the open books he had on the table. All the while intentionally avoiding eye contact with the Sunny. "I guess being a midget does put me higher up on the evolutionary ladder compared to a neanderthal."
The situation between Before and Rep had just crossed the line from "anxiously awkward" to "path of no resistance." Which pretty much meant Before was putting Rep on his "do not acknowledge unless forced to" list. Looking at his plate of brownies, correction: his plate of nearly polished off brownies, the Misty figured he had enough credits to his name for another plate. He picked up the plate and promptly made his way back to the line. Oh look! A more convenient way to ignore Rep! "Guessing you're really hungry, huh?" He chuckled to the dark-haired woman in line.
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Posted: Fri Feb 17, 2012 10:36 am
Rep smirked at Before, still refusing to give him so much as an angry response to his insults, besides, as far as he was concerned being called a neandertal was hardly an insult at all, those guys were pretty manly too. "Those best dressed lists are for women man." he laughed as Before put away his books, feeling as he watched the guy do so that he had won yet another small victory. He'd found someone doing something, and successfully ruined what they were up to. It was progress.
As if to restate this, he sat exactly where Before had been sitting and shoved all his books a little further along, thinking to himself as he did so "Didn't see his name on this spot"
It was only once he was seated that he spotted Rin and actually considered walking out. ********, that b***h ruined everything she touched.
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Posted: Fri Feb 17, 2012 10:43 am
Rin looked up at Before and chuckled.
"Oh yes, just a bit." She flashed a bright smile at him.
"Any recommendations?" She just assumed he was the chef. Or at the very least someone who had been present long enough to know what was safe to eat.
She still hadn't noticed Rep though. Simply the food and Before, Before and the food. Attention wavering back and forth between the two parties.
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Posted: Fri Feb 17, 2012 10:58 am
Before studied the food piled up on the woman's plate then at the current selection available. "You got your main course or is that just an appetizer?" he grinned, "Kidding! Um, the Mac and Cheese is pretty heavy stuff taste-wise. Try something a little acidic to counter it? Maybe some lemon squares instead of the brownies. Even though they're what I'm here for, don't think I'm doing it so I can have more." He waggled a teasing finger at the much taller woman while he accepted the freshly replenished plate from the Hunter manning the bar. "Oh, to go, please," he corrected and was about to hand it back when he glanced over to where Rep had taken his seat.
He then glanced over to Rin. An idea formed in his head. It was a bad idea, probably even Grinch-level on the bad-idea scale, but this was Before.
I do not approve of this, silly Before... Vanna warned, the smiley painted on Before's bottle-cap brooch shifted to a bright red glare.
"My name's Before and I've found food totes tastes better when you got company. Wanna join me OVER THERE?" 8333333 he asked loudly. It's surprising how he managed to project his voice to that volume. His gloved hand was pointed directly to where Rep was. Best case scenario: Rin knows Rep and gets offended by the invitation and gives Before a legit reason to GTFO. Worst case, Rin says yes, Rep offends her, Before still gets a legit reason to GTFO.
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Posted: Fri Feb 17, 2012 11:04 am
Rep glanced over as Before raised his voice, raising a brow and snickering before derisively giving him a sarcastic thumbs up "Good job man, that's how you pick up ladies, SCREAM at them till they ******** sit with you. Not homo at all."
Rep completely blanked Rin however, he did not want to deal with her at all if he could humanly manage to avoid it.
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Posted: Fri Feb 17, 2012 11:15 am
Rin went over to grab a lemon square or two for her tray while he got his brownies sorted out but then blinked rather baffled at the oddly loud invitation before noting just who he was pointing out.
She understood.
This wasn't about her, this was about Rep.
"SURE!" She replied just as loudly. A slight smirk creeping across her features she could not help.
She approached Rep and sat right beside him. Close enough he likely could feel her body heat radiating against that side of his body. Yes, she was going to make this awkward and no, she wasn't going to regret it.
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