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mikk: f uk reallly?
mikk: okk answer som ethings forr m me??
Mini: Ask away. If I have an answer for you, I shall supply it.

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@greengrass-mini
sms→ minerva
mikk: f uk reallly?
mikk: okk answer som ethings forr m me??
Mini: Ask away. If I have an answer for you, I shall supply it.
RP starters: Flirting ( + responses to it. )
“You come here often?”
“Can I offer you a drink?”
“So.. You expecting someone?”
“Do you need a place to stay for tonight?”
“I gotta tell you… you look incredibly hot.”
“Do you want to dance with me?”
“Look at us… we are basically a couple already.”
“I bet you would look even better without your clothes on.”
“Are you single? Just asking.”
“You’re the most beautiful person I have ever encountered.”
“What would you say if you and me would go somewhere else?”
“I love the way you’re dressed.”
“Do I have any chances with you?”
“Do you have anything better to do later?”
“Can I get your phone number?”
“You seem like a bad boy/girl/person type.”
“I can do whatever you want, babe.”
“You have the most beautiful eyes I have ever seen.”
“I bet guys/gals/people are all over you.”
“You should be a model.”
“Are you… trying to flirt with me?”
“Maybe if I get a free drink I can consider talking to you.”
“That won’t work. Try again.”
“Oh my god, did you just say that out loud?”
“I’m waiting for someone. However, you can amuse me in the meanwhile.”
“You don’t look so bad yourself.”
“I thought you were taken.”
“So, have you flirted with every girl/boy/one in this bar yet?”
“Do I look like someone who seems interested in you?”
“Compliments won’t pay my drinks.”
“Do you have their number? If not, you could try calling their office or your own office to inform them of the no-show?”
“I tried calling there already. According to the person who answered, they should’ve been here a couple of minutes ago. So, I’m choosing to give them the benefit of the doubt and waiting here a couple more minutes before I convince myself they’ve really decided not to show up.” she stated. “How about you, are you here for any reason in particular?”
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I should be around later on, and you should all come plot with me. I’m slowly figuring her story out, but, I think it should be interesting, so, come love me and my baby! ;)
Ryder had been on the phone for what felt like three hours, trying to hash out some business deal that one of his advisers told him would be a good idea, one that would help the bank grow even more when he heard the footsteps behind him. He sighed slightly before rotating his chair to face the person instead of looking at the window with a raised brow. “Mr. Barnes? I’m going to have to call you back.” He said into the phone clearly before hanging up, propping his feet up on the desk as he looked over at the person who’d walked in. “If you’re here wanting to know anything about money, the bank closed around- “ He started, glancing down at his Rolex to catch the time before looking back up. “Forty-five minutes ago, which means you’d better have a decent excuse as to why you’re here right now.”
Mini marched into the office with determination. “I wouldn’t bother with the time a whole lot,” she said with a shake of her head, making her way over to the man’s desk, her eight inch heels clicking with each step the petite brunette took to get there. “And, Mister Barnes won’t need you to return the call at some other moment if this is something that goes well,” she announced calmly, offering the man a hand to shake. “I’m here in the name of candidate Barnes. He sent me to have this conversation with you and make sure to convince you of the reasons why you should support him in his endeavors. Naturally, he assumed you’d be more relluctant over having a conversation of the sorts over the phone,” she gestured between him and the device on top of his desk. “So, he made sure to send over someone who could respond to all of your queries as well as explain the platform he’s running.”
“A work meeting, makes sense.” He nodded, lips curling up into a smile. “Has this scheduled meeting of yours been delayed? I noticed you were glancing down at your watch– not to sound terrifyingly observant.”
“Coming from me, I would say that a work meeting is more than plausible. Perhaps the only real explanation,” the brunette stated, her shoulders moving up and down in a shrugging motion. “Much to my dismay, it apparently has. Not that I had any previous knowledge of it happening, or received any warning of the sorts, which I happen to find deeply unsettling.”
sms→ minerva
mikk: s o yyea? u r?
Mini: Maybe. Evaluating from your texts, maybe I'm a projection of your subconscious as well. Wouldn't that be interesting?
sms→ minerva
mikk: r u a rrobot
Mini: That's an inquiry I've heard before, so, I'm going to say that maybe it's my default setting.
“ Waiting for someone ? “ Victoria asked the other woman, her voice echoing trough the dark alley. The oldest wondered what this girl could be doing out by herself this late at night, not that it actually genuinely intrigued her, yet she was bored and couldn’t help but to speak up.
Mini rose her glance from the watch and onto the other woman. “As a matter of fact, I am,” she acquiesced with a nod, her foot impatiently tapping on the floor. There wasn’t much else she could be supplying given the situation; it wasn’t like she could tell the other one what she was really there for anyway.
His excitement was going unmet but Lukasz appreciated the attempt anyways, eyebrows turning up as he reconsidered trying to act relaxed. (He was an actor for god’s sake, he ought to be able to do just that.) “I’d– appreciate that?” Neither of them seemed prepared for the conversation they were about to have– or currently having. “I uh, sorry. I don’t usually yell out loud like that. Or talk to strangers. Or boast, because I wasn’t trying to boast.” What a mess.
“Out of the statements you’ve just presented me, I must say I’m exactly the person you’re claiming not to be,” she supplied the information easily, shrugging her shoulders at the mention. Most people didn’t find her someone particularly pleasant to be around, so, a lot of the times, she didn’t really bother striking up conversations. She could accurately predict how most people would react to her anyway.
“Unfortunately I’ve been kept away from the specifics but the head has always been easily influenced by the talks in the office. The more frequently he hears a name, the more likely he is to lean towards it,” Simon murmured with an expression that neared embarrassment. “Business aside, what brings you here?”
Mini took in what he had to say on the matter, making a mental note to verify the situation. Being analytical by nature, she wasn’t the kind to leave things like that be when there was something she could be doing about it. “I’m afraid the explanation to why I’m here doesn’t leave business aside,” she elaborated on her answer, shaking her head slightly.
“What? Are you expecting an apology out of me? Cause you aren’t gettin’ one.” Annie rolled her eyes and walked right past the girl.
People like that made Mini extremely wary of the future generations out there, but she refrained from saying just that. “An apology?” she repeated the words. “No. I expect reparation. It’s the least that could be done. Or what would you expect in a situation of the sorts?” she questioned, glaring at the other one.
“As you can see, I’m in the middle of something. Is this interruption necessary?”
Mini rolled her eyes at the statement. “I wouldn’t come all the way over here if the interruption didn’t happen to be necessary,” she announced.
A loud bang rang out causing Finn to curse and drop his cigarette, which nearly rolled out of reach. “Fuck…” He collected the cigarette from the ground and tried to brush the ash out of his jeans. “Stupid fucking car…” He’d heard enough gun shots to be able to distinguish between a car backfiring and the sound of gun fire, but that didn’t mean his body didn’t respond as if it were the later every single time.
Of course that stupid vehicle would choose the middle of freaking nowhere to troubleshoot. It was just one of those situations in which everything seemed to conspire against her. She had run out of battery and now she needed to figure out what to do about that stupid car. She glanced at the person closest to her, wailing a hand. “Excuse me,” she called out. “Any chance I could borrow your phone or something of the sorts?” she questioned.