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Post by Quinn Starling on Feb 18, 2016 16:05:27 GMT
After the second Quidditch match, Quinn decided to head back into the cafeteria-which seemed to be the only shared space in this testing facility. She was hoping to run into the other testers, to see what they thought about everything so far, as well as hoping to catch Charlie Bertani and tell him what a great job he'd done out there...and maybe to see how he felt about the date since they hadn't talked all day. She passed Vester Lombard in the hallway on the way there. "Oh, hey boss! Nice job setting up the Quidditch matches! I think they've been going pretty well, even with some shit luck out there. Two things: First, can you PLEASE do something about those lights? The humming is driving me nuts. Is there a maintenance guy I can snag or something? And TWO: So, I had this idea. If you ever wanted to do a gladiator-themed test, you should totally call it "Vesticles's Testicles" [pronounced VEST-ih-cleez TEST-ih-cleez]." She smirked at her boss. "Pretty genius, right?" She gave him two thumbs up and a winning smile.
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Post by Vester Lombard on Feb 18, 2016 18:09:01 GMT
"Gladiators, huh?" Vester scratched his chin. "Maybe that could be worked into my Cornucopia game. But then again that game works best with drinking, and who would play that game without drinking, besides kids... Hmm... actually... child gladiators fighting over a cornucopia of food? You might be onto something. Thanks for the idea!"
"Oh and Hoa Li, can you stay late to fix that light?"
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Post by Quinn Starling on Feb 18, 2016 18:37:49 GMT
Hoa Li hung his head at Vester's request. "Fix light?" He sighed and nodded. "Yes...fix tonight...Game good, Quinn. You are good captain. And big man, good captain."
He walked down the hallway, complaining to himself in his head.
Always, stay late! Played much Quidditch sport...no raise? Why no raise? Play both teams! So many sports moves! Some good moves! Score points! That Vester no good...children fight for food? Never.
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Post by Quinn Starling on Feb 18, 2016 18:44:17 GMT
Quinn was glad Vester enjoyed her suggestion, and she giggled to herself as she recalled the original thought that sparked the gladiator idea, hehe...Vesty's testes..."Oh, thanks, Wally. You did great out there. Thanks for helping us out."
She turned to Vester, "Wait, what? Children fighting over food? That sounds insane! Who said anything about children...though, I'm sure Sharlot would be ALL over that game. Seems like her kind of thing...Still, that's not quite the idea I gave you..." Where was he going with this? Sounds dangerous...I want no part in it.
She made her way into the cafeteria, with the fluorescent lights still humming obnoxiously until Wally has time to fix it. She grabbed a tray of turkey and mashed potatoes for a late lunch/early dinner and sat down. So, some Cornucopia test is coming up someday soon? With drinking?! Right up my alley... She smiled as she ate, hoping someone else would come join her.
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Post by Charlie Bertani on Feb 18, 2016 19:35:50 GMT
Charlie walked up to the vending machines, his stomach growling. He grimaced as he looked at the selection. I don't think I can eat this stuff anymore. Maybe no one is in the cafeteria.
Charlie glanced into the cafeteria. His stomach did the butterfly thing as he spotted Quinn. A smile immediately brightened his face as walked in. Before Quinn could notice, he kissed her on the top of the head as he went to grab some food. He loaded up his plate with what Quinn had, relieved to finally eat some real food.
Charlie sat next to Quinn, "Great job seeking today!"
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Post by Quinn Starling on Feb 18, 2016 19:57:42 GMT
Quinn was shoving a mouthful of potatoes into her mouth as something soft touched the top of her head. She looked up to see Charlie grinning, just as he walked on by to the buffet line. She was pleasantly surprised by the kiss. So...we're a thing? He kissed me in a public space...we must be a thing, right?! She tried her best not to squeal with joy at the thought of them being an actual "item" or whatever...It's about damn time.
Charlie had sat next to her and commented on the match. "Oh, thanks...I was pretty terrible as a Seeker, I thought. I only caught a glimpse of the snitch once, so I ended up helping out with other areas. Maybe I should wear glasses, like you. Wonder what I'd look like in glasses..." She gently took Charlie's glasses off his face and put them on herself, as she continued to talk.
"Sorry we beat you guys...you played great, though! You were all over, way ahead of me. I considered tackling you, but I didn't wanna hurt ya..." She smiled at him, having finished placing the glasses on her own face. They slide down her nose just slightly. "So...how do I look? Should I wear them on our next date?"
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Post by Charlie Bertani on Feb 18, 2016 22:13:20 GMT
The moment Quinn put on Charlie's glasses he couldn't help but utter a soft, "Cute." He looked at her, wide-eyed for a few moments before catching himself. He cleared his throat and shoved some food in his mouth to distract himself as he could feel a blush starting to rise to his cheeks.
"D-Don't feel like you have to hold b-back on me," Charlie said around a mouthful of food. He turned to grin at her, "I-I'm more resilient than you think." He swallowed the food hard as he considered Quinn's last questions. "I-I think, uh, I-I think you look beautiful. Y-You can wear them, but y-you might have to help me see if you do." He paused. "S-So, you actually w-want to go on another d-date with me?"
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Post by Walltur on Feb 18, 2016 22:23:44 GMT
Walltur moved through the cafeteria doors. That game ran him down to an empty tank, felt like he had pushed himself about a third harder than everyone else on the field. Aches and soreness streaked across his body, it'll be a while before he fully recovered...
He walked up to the food line as it switched to a self-service function. The cafeteria personnel were busy cleaning up their equipment and trading out fresh trays of food, it was easier at this point for the testers to serve themselves. Sticking with one tray for now, Walltur filled a plate full of mashed potatoes and gravy. On another plate, three large servings of pot roast, half a dozen biscuits and a small blanket of green beans. Can't forget that Vitamin C. Two glasses completed the first course, one filled to the brim with water, the other milk.
Carefully balancing the load, he took a seat next to Charlie. Noticing the switch of glasses, he ignored their latest budding moment and settles for a quick introduction to the two of them.
"Hey."
Walltur dug into his food, a bit far removed to be of much conversation while his hunger held.
OOC: Approaching the end of work day, so the description is like food porn to me right now.
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Post by Quinn Starling on Feb 18, 2016 23:06:30 GMT
Quinn smiled at Charlie's compliment and blushed a little, herself. "Beautiful? Wow. Thanks...Oh hey, that'd be fun! I could wear your glasses around town and see if I get dizzy, and you can basically be blindfolded as I lead you around. Sounds fun, no?" She laughed as she placed the glasses back onto Charlie's face. They probably looked better on him, anyway. Though, his eyes were gorgeous so she actually liked being able to see them without the frames.
She was about to address his next question when Walltur sat across from them with a huge tray of food. "Oh, hey big guy. Nice game! Sorry we beat you guys. You seemed pretty confident as captain, though!" She looked at his plate. "Damn...playing so hard must take its toll...better eat up, I guess!" She laughed and turned her attention back to Charlie, becoming a bit more serious.
"And, Specs,I want to go on so many more dates with you...if that's alright." She smiled briefly and resumed eating.
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Post by Walltur on Feb 18, 2016 23:48:09 GMT
Rapidly consuming his food, a small smile formed on Walltur's face as Quinn responds. It was a nice game, and they'd be ready for the next one soon enough. This was only the first course, of course. In a few minutes he'd be readying the next one. He became a bit more engaged with the conversation going on, pleased that the two of them were moving forward. His eyes dipped down to Charlie, beaming with pride.
"Stud."
He finished the last of his potatoes and potroast, the gravy collecting into a warm pool at the center of the plates. Taking each biscuit, he soaked the juices up with the layers of fluffy bread, not wanting to let a savory drop go to waste. Walltur was content to digest for a while, the two friends' banter provided ample amusement.
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Post by Charlie Bertani on Feb 19, 2016 1:42:54 GMT
Charlie laughed at Quinn's idea of Quinn leading him around town blindfolded. "Th-That actually does sound like f-fun," he said as she put his glasses back on his face. He blinked a few time to get his eyes adjusted.
Charlie smiled at Walltur as he sat down, "H-Hey there, Cap'n!" He whistled at the loaded plate. "Hope the g-game didn't wear you down t-too much. M-Maybe I can help out more next game."
Charlie was caught a bit off guard by Quinn's serious admission of wanting to go on more dates with him in the future. He was at a loss for words. Walltur's comment jarred him back to the present as he blushed, flustered. Now he really didn't know what to stay.
"I-It's m-more than o-okay with m-me. The-The dates, I mean," Charlie mumbled as he shoved more food in his mouth. He looked over at Quinn with his food halfway to his mouth as he got caught up in just looking at her. After a few moments he caught himself, Stop being a creep! He started to focus intently on eating his food.
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Post by Quinn Starling on Feb 19, 2016 4:14:13 GMT
Quinn caught Charlie looking at her while she was eating. Shit, is there something on my face?! She grabbed a handful of napkins and wiped her face, then ran her tongue over her teeth to feel for any stray bits that might be caught there. Seems clear...what's he looking at?
She smiled at his agreement in having more dates. "Cool. So, you wanna just let me know when you're up for another, then?" She took a drink and added, "I would suggest tonight, but I think we're all pretty beat after that long match. Maybe we can all just hang out here tonight? Get to know the other testers and play cards, or have a Cuddlepuff reunion party? Or just you and I could hang out, if you'd prefer...I'm game for whatever."
She looked up at Walltur, who was all but licking his plate clean and laughed a little.
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Post by Charlie Bertani on Feb 19, 2016 20:09:35 GMT
"I-I wouldn't mind hanging out with everyone. I-If you want to that is," Charlie didn't want Quinn to think he didn't want to spend time with her. "I don't m-mind either way. I h-haven't seen Booker in a while. Though, j-just say the word and I'm up for another d-date!"
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Post by Quinn Starling on Feb 19, 2016 20:32:07 GMT
As she considered Charlie's response, Quinn stood to toss her garbage, went back to the cooler, and returned quickly with a bowl of chocolate fudge ice cream, which was towering far above the edges of the small bowl. "Hmm. Since we're all pretty beat from the game today, why don't we just hang out here for tonight?" She took a big bite of her ice cream. Fuck! Brain freeze! She sat stunned, momentarily, and made a squinty face. After recovering from her brain freeze, she added, "We could do something that the other testers can join, if they feel like doing so. Maybe a game of cards...like blackjack? I know Cameron "Booker" likes that one. Ooh! Or we could do one of those old fantasy dice-rolling games! Like with dragons and shit! Maybe Walltur could help us out with that. He sometimes draws art like that...I've always wanted to try one of those..." Quinn blushed. Oh god, they'll think I'm a total nerd!
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Post by Walltur on Feb 19, 2016 20:54:57 GMT
Walltur thought Quinn was a total nerd, but that was okay. Flipping towards the back of the sketch book, there were small doodles of mythological creatures. They weren't as high quality as his other work; he tended to draw better if he actually saw them. On one page was a variety of different weapons, both menacing looking and mystical. He slid the page toward the others, looking from Charlie to Quinn. His finger circled the weapons, ending with an open palm toward the page.
"Pick."
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