Quinn felt the ground shake a little beneath her, as she was kneeling and watching Charlie's hands create magic within the vending machine mechanics. She whipped around and shot Walltur a look, her cheeks turning bright red. "Walltur! You...you can't just say things like that!" She threw a quarter at him, that she'd found on the floor near the machine. "Asshole..." As if things weren't awkward enough...
With a slight smile, she turned halfway back to Charlie to read his reaction, but didn't want to make eye contact in case it could possibly become any more awkward. She couldn't quite see his face, so she instead looked up at Walltur's drawing.
"That's...somethin'. Nice skills, man. And good point -cute kids can grow up to be dangerous. I should know. I was cute too, once upon a time..." She smirked.
Post by Charlie Bertani on Jan 30, 2016 23:07:07 GMT
Charlie smiled at Quinn as she handed him the runaway part. She was always so nice. He pushed up his glasses, "Sa-same glasses as a-always, Quinn. Th-thanks, th-though." He took the piece and showed her where it fit in, "I-it's not as hard as i-it looks. J-just everything b-back here is s-so messy." He put it in it's proper place before turning back to Quinn, "D-do you w-want to t-try? I c-can direct you." He moved so Quinn could get behind the Vending machine.
Just then Walltur pointed to Quinn and himself. He blushed hard at what he said before chuckling nervously, "C-come on-on, Walltur. Quinn, c-could get a-any guy she-she w-wanted. I-I'm sure I-I'm at th-the bottom of th-the l-list." Dammit. He grimaced as his stammering became worse at his nervousness. He glanced over at Quinn. hoping she didn't notice. He liked her, but knew she could do better than him, and so crushed those desires. He cleared his throat, "N-nice p-picture."
Walltur groaned as the quarter bounced off his face, but his smile never left his face. He appreciated Quinn's interpretation of his drawing, relieved to know at least one teammate can understand him. Witnessing Charlie and Quinn lose their nerve over a single word grew his smile, a low chuckle escaping his maw. "Sorry."
While Quinn was being directed to examine the parts herself, Walltur rose to his feet, putting the notebook in his back pocket. He attempted his best to place a light hand on Charlie's shoulder, turned him around to look up at him. He attempted to give his most encouraging smile, which from Charlie's perspective may or may not have worked as he whispered to him. "Relax."
Post by Quinn Starling on Jan 31, 2016 4:04:30 GMT
Quinn shrugged at Charlie's comment on his glasses and agreed to try fixing the machine. "Uh...sure! Yeah, I might need your help with this. So how does this thing work?" She scooted behind the vending machine, her shoulder brushing up against his. She liked being back there with him. It felt intimate, despite Walltur standing nearby and the chatter of the cafeteria through the wall.
When Charlie mentioned Quinn getting any guy she wanted, she laughed to herself. If only you knew... She sighed. I should tell him. But, it'd be such a shock, I'm sure. Probably a bad kind. Fuckkk meee. Just tell him! Ughh!
"Whoa there, Specs. Any guy I want, eh? Maybe I should start a research project, myself. I could go around asking out every guy here and I bet you'd all turn me down. No one wants a girl that's rough around the edges, like this." Is it just me, or is his stutter worse around me? I must make him so nervous. Fuck. He's probably terrified me of me, for being such a tough bitch. Damn.
Post by Charlie Bertani on Jan 31, 2016 16:45:19 GMT
As Quinn moved to get behind the vending machine, Charlie was surprised when a hand rested on his shoulder. He looked up to see Walltur smiling at him and telling him to relax. He smiled back and laughed a little. "I-I will."
Charlie listened to Quinn as he figured out what to have her do behind the machine. It was almost finished really. Just one last thing to do. "Oh, I-I'm sure you'll get m-more than a few y-yeses, Quinn. You-you're not as rough as you think you a-are," he reached around Quinn, blushing as their faces get even closer. "N-now if you ju-just move this wire h-here," he pointed to where it went, "Th-then this thing should b-be fine."
Post by Quinn Starling on Jan 31, 2016 16:59:00 GMT
Quinn placed the last wire in place. "That should do it, then, right? Thanks for showing me!" She turned to face Charlie, whose face was closer to hers than she had expected. "Oh. You...have some dust on your glasses. Here, let me get that." She gingerly removed his glasses, pulled a handkerchief from her back pocket, and wiped them clean. With the glasses still in her hands, she looked up at Charlie. His eyes were really pretty...She realized she'd been staring at him for far too long and cleared her throat in an attempt to clear the potential awkwardness. She placed the glasses back onto his face. "There ya go."
More than a few yeses...? So, would he actually consider me? Psh there's no way. He probably wants some super smart, super feminine girl that wears cardigans and knee high socks or some shit. He'd never want me...Still...it could be worth asking...
"Do you..." No. Fuck it. She sighed. "Do you wanna try the machine out, now...get some sparks running through this thing?" I'm such a fucking idiot.
Post by Charlie Bertani on Jan 31, 2016 17:22:31 GMT
"Y-yea. Th-that should do it!" He smiled at Quinn. She started talking about dust on his glasses and was about to take them off himself when she grabbed them and started cleaning them. Their eyes met for longer than usual. He blushed and opened his mouth to say something, anything to distract from the fact that his heart decided to join a race when she finally put his glasses back on his face.
Charlie cleared his throat and moved to the front of the vending machine, "L-let's see i-if it w-works." He trned to Quinn and did a dramatic bow, "W-Would you d-do th-the honors, Quinn?"
Post by Quinn Starling on Jan 31, 2016 17:32:00 GMT
Quinn came out from behind the machine, checked that all wires were plugged in, and came around to the front. Just as she made her way around, Charlie did a dramatic bow and asked her to try out the machine.
"Uh, sure. That...was fucking adorable, by the way. That bow you did... Better be careful, or I'd mistake your quirkiness for flirting!" She nudged into his shoulder and pulled out a dollar from her pocket and placed it into the machine. "And who knows what mess I'd make of ya if I knew you were flirting with me on purpose." She smirked at Charlie. I wish...
Quinn pushed the buttons for E4, a king sized chocolate bar. The machine lit up, the spiral rotated in front of E4, and the candy bar landed in the bottom with a THUD. She reached inside and retrieved her prize. She opened it, took a bite, and handed the rest of the bar to Charlie. "Here ya go, Specs. You did most of the work, so you should get most of the reward."
She looked around at her other teammates, who for some reason seemed rather entertained and pleased with this lame ass event of fixing a vending machine. "So...what now, chumps? Head out around town?"
Post by Cameron "Booker" on Jan 31, 2016 17:55:54 GMT
"Ain't nothing wrong with a little victory dinner after we all worked so hard to fix Vester's vending machine," Booker beamed. "I mean if they didn't have us around who would repair all the broken stuff around here?" he continued, "stuff breaks down around here constantly..."
He regarded the stack of liberated singles in his hand, "which is obviously why we are entitled to a little raise!"
"Alright Charles why don't you pick the place," Booker added tossing him the cash, "just don't let Vester catch you with all that or we'll probably all end up in trouble."
Booker gave their large keeper a pat on the back, "and on the way back we can stop by the bazaar and see what the going rate is on...post apocalyptic art is!"
Pleased at Charlie's reaction to his reassurance, Walltur took a step back to watch the magic unfurl. It was definitely progress, but this was the group's dynamic. Something breaks, the thing is more or less fixed, and they waked away a little better off than when they started. His spirits have certainly been lifted from earlier in the cafeteria.
With Charlie, Quinn and Booker wrapping things up, Walltur's eyes moved to Charlie's food stuffed pack. He steeled himself, a smile glued to his face as he listened to Booker's prompting.
Post by Charlie Bertani on Feb 1, 2016 1:07:17 GMT
"That bow you did... Better be careful, or I'd mistake your quirkiness for flirting!"
"Oh, s-sorry," Charlie blushed, "I-I'll be careful." He gave Quinn a nervous smile as he rubbed the back of his neck. The vending machine was back in business. He couldn't help but feel some pride over his handiwork as he took the candy bar from Quinn, "Th-thanks. S-seems like y-you're giving me a lot of f-food lately. M-maybe I can m-make it up to y-you?" Did that sound like I was asking her out on a date? He shook his head. No way Quinn would think I was asking her on a date. Not that I was... She doesn't like me like that anyways.
As Charlie took a bite of the candy bar Booker threw him the wade of singles that came from the vending machine. He fumbled with the catch, almost dropping it. His sigh of relief was muffled by the candy bar in his mouth. This is why I'm not a chaser. Taking the money seems a bit morally ambiguous, but I think it's too late now, he thought as he followed the others out.
Walltur: Mmk, I can see that now
Mar 17, 2016 15:19:37 GMT
Vester Lombard: Beating a seeker in the 4th is pretty huge. Each IP is essentially erasing the effect of one of their successful searches.
Mar 17, 2016 16:28:34 GMT
Quinn Starling: Yeah, I would have hit Ginger more if I thought she'd rest up or if you'd heal her. But I figured that you guys would maybe leave her at 2 since that was her max, especially since we decided to stay inujurred, too Lol
Mar 17, 2016 16:36:34 GMT
Quinn Starling: We planned back between periods 2-3 to consider staying injured if we got to -3 again, to waste any coming beatings. If you aim for low DCs, have enough skill to make up for the IP, AND get lucky, it's sometimes worth it to keep the damage & keep rolling
Mar 17, 2016 17:34:53 GMT
Vester Lombard: I think in the 2nd period you definitely have to rest. 3rd period, maybe, pending your team strategy. 4th period, probably not.
Mar 17, 2016 21:14:43 GMT
Sprye Tatel: In the interest of not adding a new post each day to the Space Debate threads, would we be interested in sharing ideas via Google Docs? tinyurl.com/zlk8sb3
Mar 21, 2016 5:01:20 GMT
Quinn Starling: I'm in favor of death penalty for illegal pretty floral bonnets. I think that needs to be an argument that happens Lol
Mar 21, 2016 13:54:41 GMT
Walltur: Pro, but under the argument that all viewers of the bonnet be executed, rather than the wearer. Deadly illegal bonnets
Mar 22, 2016 4:16:02 GMT
Quinn Starling: Depends on how pretty. We'd need a numerical rating scale, to start. Any bonnet rated 6 or over (by 2/3 vote of galactic council) is determined "pretty" and a single flower may be defined as "floral." Any fixture worn upon the head may serve as "bonnet."
Mar 22, 2016 15:54:13 GMT
Quinn Starling: (that's on a scale of 1-10) And I'd be against death penalty for illegal ones (unregistered, obtained illegally, etc.) Jail sentencing and community work are appropriate, but not death penalty. Too extreme.
Mar 22, 2016 15:56:18 GMT
Vester Lombard: While I am against the death penalty for pretty floral bonnets, I do think that all people who have encountered the bonnet should have their brains slightly melted. I think this would both save lives and prevent any risk of spreading that fashion
Mar 22, 2016 16:25:34 GMT
Sprye Tatel: Again with the slightly-melting brains proposal? Seems very convenient for the Muppet-race; who can re-grow/stuff brain cells! Whose pocket are you in? Who is pulling your strings!?
Mar 22, 2016 17:16:41 GMT
Sprye Tatel: I say that the punishment should fit the crime: The penalty for Pretty Floral Bonnet's (PFB's) should be death by PFB!
Mar 22, 2016 17:19:46 GMT
Quinn Starling: I have found my people. This is where I belong <3
Mar 22, 2016 23:08:03 GMT
Walltur: Any games coming down the pipe? Online practice game of Cornucopia?
Apr 6, 2016 15:19:22 GMT
Vester Lombard: If you guys want we could try doing some online Galactic Debate. It would lose a bit of the spontaneous improv element when played on the forum, but maybe it could at least help figure out which cards are fun or boring.
Apr 11, 2016 16:36:36 GMT
Quinn Starling: We could schedule a "live" session and either skype or have the speaker type up their response within a certain time frame. So, speaker says they're free at 9pm. At 8:55 they're given their topic, then they have from 9:00-9:05 to type up their platform...?
Apr 11, 2016 17:53:36 GMT