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cxeus:
Gavin pointed at the computer screen, his finger trailing over the code that was filtering down the screen. He let his eyes glance up for a second o he made sure the person next to him was paying attention. Jolting upwards, he smashed a button on the keyboard to stop the scrolling.
“See! I told you! It’s right there!”
“I don’t SPEAK code.”
“ -- So what am I LOOKING at?”
agenthera:
“Mm, something like that, yeah. What, all these flashing lights and locking doors and shit? Some kind of security breach. Probably a drill. They like to ‘test these things regularly’. Or as I put it, agitate me regularly.”
“But you don’t know if it’s a drill or not,” Mina was fishing for information-- she had to admit that. “-- What if it’s worse than that? You did hear those transmissions, didn’t you?” She didn’t get it. How weren’t they worried?
agenthera:
“A villain in a horror movie? That’s a new one. Fortunately for you, you wouldn’t be my target. I actually don’t mind having you around base.”
“It is because I am the fairy princess and you are the beautiful fairy Queen. That’s why you like havin’ me around. Would you happen to know what’s going on?”
paieons:
“I think with both, it’s an incredible skill that’s probably deserving of admiration or some kind of award,” he corrected, striking a semi-ridiculous pose as her gaze traveled over his body. “If you would rather be a single tasker, all respect to you. I’m just efficient.” The smugness of his grin softened slightly at her touch, but he then rolled his eyes at her comment. “Thanks,” he said dryly. “You’re so great at building my self-esteem.”
“Are you tellin’ me I shouldn’t have faith in your abilities? Golly, Mina, and here I was thinkin’ you were Little Miss Capable.” Mister Muscles and Little Miss Capable, what a pair. “Oh, nice,” he said, making a face. “I have no goddamn clue if I do or don’t, and you will not be findin’ out, thank you very much.”
“But you won’t be gettin’ any of that from me,” Mina shot back, covering her mouth with her hand so that she wouldn’t do something unladylike like snort and be totally unlike the Mina that she had painted herself as. “Efficient, sure. I’m pretty sure there weren’t any thoughts in that brain of yours the other night,” she chuckled, watching as his smug grin softened a bit. “You know me-- just tryin’ to keep you modest. -- Is it workin’?”
“I am Little Miss Capable, excuse you. But I’m not capable of prying open a door and I just painted my nails,” she waved her red nails in his face, frowning widely before another laugh escaped from her mouth as she mimed biting him. “Come on, James darlin’, I’m sure that you taste like chicken. Because you are a chicken.” She was so teasing him. “But it’s a good thing I’ve got deep affection for chicken so--” And she pulled the bottle of alcohol that she kept out from beneath her bed, unscrewing it. “Thank god for cooks that look the other way, huh?” And she handed it to him.
ftathenas:
“ With this whole flickering lights ordeal, or whatever the hell is going on. I might as well make some use out of it. And yes, I am qualified to use a katana without cutting my own arm off.”
“Great, but that doesn’t mean that you’re qualified to use one without cutting mine off. We happen to be in a state of bein’ where the lights are consistently going out and you could make someone look like an extra in a horror film but they’d actually be dead.”
percxs:
“Yes, there’s been a security breach. Now will be you please be quiet about it.”
“No, I will not be quiet about it because we deserve answers.”
paieons:
“Never said it was.” He smiled smugly, observing her. “And would that really be so terrible?” he coaxed. “I mean, honestly, I would personally be just fine with that turn of events.” He persisted even though he knew it was a lost cause – call it dedication. “Older and wiser,” he corrected, pinching her cheek lightly as if she were a child.
“Y’know, all of your negative vibes are really not helpin’ me out here. You want to give it a try?” he asked, raising an eyebrow and gesturing to the door. “I mean, I didn’t think it was, but I don’t know half of what goes on around here. ‘Course I’ll get hungry. We’ve gotta feed the pups, too–” he paused, frowning. “We better not be in here long.”
She had the odd and almost irresistible desire to pinch his cheeks but instead she settled for glaring at his stupid smug face instead. “Of course you would, you think with your other head,” her gaze trailed pointedly to a part of his anatomy that she was fond of before skimming back up to his face. “I like usin’ my brain though.” She caught his wrist when he pinched her cheek, unable to resist brushing a fond kiss over his knuckles. “Nah, it just means you’re gonna die first,” she teased.
“Look, if you can’t pull open the door and you’re Mister Muscles then why do you think I’m goin’ to be able to do it?” she shot back, patting Aegis one more time before putting her down next to Bonnie. Even their dogs liked each other. It was so weird. “Cannibalism will be the way to go,” Mina teased, wiggling her eyebrows at him. “Dunno, do you think you taste like chicken?”
dcwnbringer:
“So many people keep complaining about the WiFi crashing and being unable to send texts or just totally losing their cool. I think we all need to simmer down and just keep a clear head because I think the bigger problem than us not being able to get out is who’s trying to get in. We should ground ourselves and find stability in the chaos because panicking won’t win and this is probably just the beginning.”
“Thank you, Fortune Cookie. I appreciate the vaguely ominous message about my future.”
agenthera:
“Now that the lights have gone red, it’s really making me regret dying my hair yesterday morning. Could’ve just let the lighting take care of that look for me, not to mention the dye still on my hands makes it look like I’ve just killed someone.”
“Red suits you but well, not under this lightin’ cos now you look like a villain in a horror movie and this is not how I want to die, Agent Hera.”
paieons:
“That is true. We’ve got shit researchers at Johns Hopkins would sob over,” he said proudly, standing up straighter in an effort to appear impressive. James raised an eyebrow at her next remark. “Oh, I remember. I can always use a little more of that, though,” he told her. “And a little less of that,” he added, a pained look flitting across his features at the though of his poor, poor balls. “You’re my entertainment, what else am I supposed to do? Behave?”
“I am Hercules, dammit,” he insisted stubbornly, no matter how much the door refused to move. “I think Bonnie’s had enough, too, haven’t you?” he cooed at his dog, idly rubbing his finger over the soft fur on her ear. The lighter mood disappeared at the mention of the mentor, and James looked down. “I don’t know,” he said honestly. “But whatever’s happenin’ – if somethin’s gone wrong or if it’s just secret – I hope they tell us soon.”
“And thy name is not modesty,” Mina chuckled wryly, folding slim arms across her chest as she watched him attempt to posture to her. “If I give you a little more of that, we’d never have any sort of conversation unless it were directional,” Mina snickered before patting his shoulder. “Oh you poor baby.” A scoff escaped from her lips. “Well, if the shoe fits. You should be behaving, you’re older.”
“Hercules would have been able to open the door,” she shot back, as she sat on her bed, cross-legged and holding Aegis in her lap. “Do you think it has somethin’ to do with us bein’ locked in here? I don’t know about you but I’m gonna get hungry sooner or later. Won’t you?”
paieons:
“How much technology do ya think we have in there?” he teased, grinning. “That was all in good fun, and you hurt me,” he pointed out, pouted lip giving him all of the appearance of a petulant child. “But if I was tryin’ to get you back, I wouldn’t exactly seal myself in here with you.” He had been a bit obnoxious in his efforts to, well, scare the shit out of her – but it was entirely too funny. Until he got kneed in the balls.
“Pry it open, sure, I’ll just pry open a door with my bare hands,” he muttered, nonetheless approaching the thing. He struggled to even get a good grip on it – smooth metal, spy aesthetic, blah blah – but when he did, it refused to budge, no matter how much he huffed and puffed. “I’m thinkin’ this isn’t as easy a fix as you seem to believe,” he told her.
“Enough technology to make the modern medical world cry?” Mina guessed, arching an eyebrow at his petulance and pouting. Damn him for it actually being cute. “I have kissed it better,” she remarked pointedly, her doe eyes trailing down his frame before she smirked. “Now, that was fun. A lot of fun.” She made a face at him, sticking out her tongue. “I’ve told you how I deal with horror movies and yet you still insisted on acting like a cheesy serial killer. Dick.”
“You’re supposed to be Hercules, James,” she huffed. “So why isn’t that door openin’? What are we supposed to do in here?” She turned and picked up Aegis, stroking her dog’s fur. “And if you suggest sex in front of the pups, I think their eyes have been scarred enough.” A troubled look crossed her features and then -- “Why do you think no one has been telling us what happened to Poseidon?”
paieons:
“My fault?” he asked dazedly, glancing toward the door. There was no possible way it was his fault, even if he had zoned out for a hot second there because of Mina’s chest alone. James shook his head, as if to clear it of his confusion.
“I’m ten feet away from it. Unless that’s somethin’ new you think they taught me in the infirmary, which would be quite interestin’, but –” He stared at the entrance quizzically, tilting his head. “Scout’s honor, wasn’t me."
“Telekinesis, genetic modification,” Mina waved a hastily impatient hand as she took a step forward and away from the chiseled physique of James Holliday. It didn’t do well for her brain when she was around him-- things got cartoon-y (as in she saw birds and butterflies and stars and all sorts of cheesy things). “I dunno what they’re teachin’ you in there.”
The brunette paused, still suspicious and-- “This could be payback for my kneein’ you in the balls. Or me tryin’ to cripple you after you jumped out from behind that corner yesterday.” She fixed her shirt, taking another step towards the door and -- “Pry it open, Hercules. I need to get out of here.”
paieons
The door slid closed while Mina was pulling on her shirt and the brunette paused, a look on her face as she studied James and --
“Is this your fault?”
agentscylla:
“That does seem to be the case, doesn’t it.” Scylla spares just a quick glance down, inhaling a sharp breath. Her lips pull back into a smile, albeit a tad forced. “Suppose it’s a good thing I wore closed toed shoes then, hm.”
Mina turned with a very sympathetic smile and fetched the agent some napkins. “Here-- and I can get you a new pair of shoes too? Why don’t some recruits pick up after their dogs?”
olymperse:
“Some goddamn genius Silicon Valley invention. If you click space when there’s no WiFi, a magic dinosaur comes and jumps over a field of cacti. Great way to avoid training, if you ask me.”
“Glen Coco is such an overrated character. What did he do to get those four candy canes that Gretchen Wieners didn’t do? Probably not have a last name that sounds like a dick, but he still didn’t deserve them. It’s 2015 and we’re still praising him. Why aren’t we praising Regina George? Haven’t you heard she makes car commercials .. in Japan?”
“Oh my god, I now have a deep need to try it and see if I can make it my little bitch. What’s your high score? Can you play it for an infinity?”
“Gretchen Wieners didn’t deserve the four candy canes. Glen Coco did. He’s one of the few characters we’ve never seen. -- Regina George got hit by a bus for a reason, Ree.”
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And my muse will have to explain to yours why they are… covered in hickies.
Admittedly, she hadn’t meant to get caught with her shirt off. Especially not when she looked like one of Aegis’ chewtoys thanks to the teeth of James Holliday. So with great chargin, Mina turned to look at Landon, a frown on her face. “Look, I know that I may seem like one walking hickey but here’s the thing, you haven’t seen all of them. And they’re from no one– if no one was named James. And had a wicked smile and a very nice mouth.”
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And my muse will have to explain to yours why they are…Pinning yours against the wall.
“Shut up, shut up, shut up!” Mina hissed the words into Luke’s ear, keeping her stiletto wedged in between his legs so that he wouldn’t move without some very unpleasant consequences. The footsteps faded and then the brunette relaxed, jabbing her elbow into Luke’s stomach for good measure. “Thank you for keepin’ your damn mouth shut in enemy territory while I’m working my ass off to seduce the minister. Really, I appreciate it. So much, in fact, that when the security guards catch onto your trail again, I’m going to leave you instead of pretendin’ to be kissin’ on you!” She paused before shoving her elbow into his side again for good measure. “And if you call me a bitch again, I’ll use these shoes to castrate you.”