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@getmyhandsdirty
Herc sighs and makes sure the report is saved before pushing back from the computer. He leans into his chair and looks at her. “Better?”
As he pushes back into his seat Megan pushes up off the door, giving him a smile. "Better."
"Oh calm down, I’m just here for a little bit."
"Doesn't change the fact you're still in the way."
"Please tell me you’re not going to be that person."
Megan laughs, shaking her head. "No. Just lettin' you know you should probably hide. There's always someone who wants somethin'."
Herc’s pretty sure his eyebrow is still inching up to his hairline. “Well then, maybe you want to come in and not stand there gawking in the doorway?”
Because it is. The fact that he's able to do it is a feat all its own and she knows it's from years of questioning a lot of things without having to actually voice his opinion on the matter. Megan smirks and does her best to mimic the brow. "You gonna get out from behind the computer?"
Herc’s eyebrow pops up and he gives Megan a disbelieving look. “Are you serious?”
Years of lying to cops and her dad alike is what keeps her straight face in play. "Very."
"It’s nice to have a break…"
"You should run before someone comes along to change that."
Ever had any pets?
"Not personally, no. I lived vicariously through my friends. Don’t get me wrong, I love dogs… but never enough to actually own one.”
Favorite toy as a kid?
"Damn, uh…" she laughs, smoothing a hand over her hair in thought. "Socket wrench. Not that tough to believe, right?"
Herc moves his head out from behind the computer screen. “Huh? I’m sorry?”
Megan grins, crossing her arms over her chest as she leans against the doorway. "Your face. You hidin' it ruins the view."
holy jeez, you're the bees knees
I think I want a sandwich....a Hercules, Megan, Hannibal sandwich....
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Tell us a secret.
"Not much of secret if I tell it, hm?"
"You mind? I was kinda enjoyin' the view."
A Little Something For Your Birthday || Megan & Herc
Herc nods a bit, the panic still there, but when she smiles, that brilliant smile that he hasn’t seen in a long time, he feels his nerves settle. “I got all the ones you like, every single soup dumpling on the menu, plus the soft rolls, the pan fried ones and some soup. I managed to talk the owner into the tempora also.”
He moves behind his desk, grabbing two glasses with a few cubes of ice so she can pour herself a drink. There’s two plates, chopsticks, spoons and napkins set out for them also, and he’s pushed the sofa closer so she doesn’t have to sit in a chair. “I’m sure you’ve got plans tonight, but I figured I could steal you after your shift for some food first.”
The engineer laughed. "You make me sound like such a fat ass." And in all honesty: she really was. Her appetite knew no bounds. It killed her to unwrap (what she knew had been Mako's doing) the bottle and so she admired it for a little while longer before beginning to tear the paper free. With their drinks poured she took a seat on the couch. And with chopsticks in hand she stole herself a dumpling.
Megan hummed softly in utter contentment as she chewed, eyes falling shut in happy, foodie bliss. As she swallowed she looked at Herc and shook her head, licking her lips. "No plans," she corrected, searching for another dumpling to claim for herself.
Attention All Shatterdome Staff
Herc laughs with her, nodding. “You’re doing a fine job at being a guy Megan.” He says with a smile. It’s all so ridiculous, but watching her laugh at it makes him feel a bit better. He picks up his own glass, saluting her and takes a long sip, sighing at the warmth spreading through his chest.
She smirks this time after another drink from her glass, upper body leaning back into the chair. Habit makes her want to cross her legs but her current gender reassignment makes her think better of it, not wanting to risk causing herself pain. She didn't want to know what it felt like to pinch something. In the end she brings a foot up, resting ankle atop of knee.
"I appreciate it. You're not doin' too bad yourself over there," she says cheekily.
