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Post by Minerva "Minnie" Wells on Oct 16, 2016 13:52:51 GMT -7
Minnie walked downstairs in her normal sleepwear combo of a loose tank top and sweat shorts. She had decided to call it in today and stay home. No errands, no meetings with editor, no thievery(or heroics for that matter), nothing. Just a nice relaxing day at home. Her stocking covered feet padded softly against the floor as she made her way to the kitchen. Humming softly to herself she reached for a bowl and poured herself some cereal.
The pinkette made her way to the living room with her meal, plopping down onto the couch with a contented sigh. Flipping on the television she sunk back into the cushions as Criminal Minds played onscreen. Minnie watched, enraptured by the drama that unfolded in front of her. She was so distracted by her food and the show that she didn't notice the sound of footsteps entering the room.
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Post by Hercules Straxios on Oct 16, 2016 22:32:56 GMT -7
Hercules stepped downstairs in his normal attire, a white t-shirt with blue jeans and a pair of white tennis shoes. It was his day off, and boy did he need it. He had been working overtime for weeks now, strange afflictions plaguing the city. He was exhausted, frustrated that he couldn't figure out what was wrong, and all he needed was a day to watch TV, work out, and ignore all of the major crisises his alter ego forced him to deal with. He had been having a rough go of it, since an event took place. Unsure if there was even any reason to do what he did anymore. Going to the fridge to grab leftovers or a bowl of cereal or really anything they had left, but of course, as was his luck recently. They were out of milk... Sighing, he closed the door and went into find something a little... More substantial. He happened across a granola bar box and looked around before shrugging and taking two. There was no name on the box, therefore it was Hercules'.
Walking back into the living room, he noticed one of his roommates - Minnie, he thought Nora had told him once - he didn't talk to people here very often, being too busy at the hospital or in his costume. He waved cheerfully at the girl, and saw that the girl with the strange hair was watching criminal minds. Through a bite of granola, he said. "I love this show." He said before swallowing loudly and sitting in a reclining chair.
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Post by Minerva "Minnie" Wells on Oct 18, 2016 13:47:04 GMT -7
Now noticing the other prescence in the room, Minnie waved back in response. She had no idea who this kid was but could assume Nora made some passing mention of him. She really needed to pay better attention when running into the older woman. One of these days it could get her killed. The stranger sat in one of the nearby recliners to join her. Swallowing the mouthful she had, the green eyed woman smiled. He seemed nice enough and even enjoyed Criminal Minds. That was pretty cool if you asked her. Then again sometimes shows like this gave villains a few too many ideas. Granted it gave the cops ideas too but that still wasn't enough with supers around.
"Reid has to be my favorite on here. Though Garcia definitely has a special place in my heart. What about you?"
She took another spoonful as she waited for his answer. The actors moved about screen as the show played out. Appearantly the BAU were heading to Texas because two guards had been murdered at a maximum security prison. Fun. Finishing up her cereal, she lifted the bowl to her lips and drank the milk. Licking any drops off her lips, she made a mental note to pick up some milk the next time she went to the store. Setting the bowl on the coffee table she snuggled back into the couch to watch. After about ten minutes of comfortable silence as they watched the show, she realized that she hadn't introduced herself. Whoops.
"I'm Minnie by the way. What's your name?"
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Post by Hercules Straxios on Oct 20, 2016 15:12:45 GMT -7
"Definitely Garcia. She has always been my personal favorite." Said Hercules simply. They sat there watching the television for quite a while, before the girl introduced herself as Minnie, mentally berating himself for not introducing himself. "Good to meet you Minnie, I'm Hercules." He said smiling politely.
He sat there for a bit longer before deciding to extend a... token of friendship in the form of a granola bar. "Want some?" He asked.
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Post by Minerva "Minnie" Wells on Oct 21, 2016 14:33:28 GMT -7
"Hercules huh? A heroic name like that could put a lot of pressure on someone."
Minnie smiled kindly at him as gunshots echoed from the TV. He seemed like a good person, probably a Bulwark if she had to guess. 'Hopefully that doesn't break him. I mean Bulwarks get blamed for so much so who knows what's going to happen to him. When he offered her the granola, she politely declined.
"Thanks but I just finished my own food. It was sweet of you to offer though."
The pinkette returned her attention to the television. She was unsure what to say next to him. She knew next to nothing about him and yet here they were. Sitting together, watching Criminal Minds. 'Well he is almost never home so maybe figure out where he is all the time. ' she thought to herself. Turning her head to him she spoke up.
"I never see you around here. What do you do most of the time?"
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Post by Hercules Straxios on Oct 26, 2016 23:05:10 GMT -7
Hercules nodded as she denied his offer of food. He didn't think she would've accepted, but it was something you should offer. He sighed sort of bored and looked away from the TV momentarily.
He then heard the woman had asked him a question. He had to think how he would answer, not sure how much he was actually willing to divulge to her. He shrugged and decided the truth was the best answer. "I'm a resident at the Emerald City hospital. I'm working to be a doctor." He said. Then though about whether or not he should tell her of his extra-normal pursuits, but decided against such a thing. was probably a bad idea. "What about you?" He asked deciding that once again, it would be polite.
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Post by Minerva "Minnie" Wells on Oct 30, 2016 19:44:51 GMT -7
Minnie listened as Hercules spoke of his work. A doctor huh? A resident at least. Then what is he doing here? Shouldn't he be saving lives in the hospital instead of hanging around half grown supers who obviously have death wishes. Only reason she could think of would be his own powered secret. One way to find out.
"I'm an author so I either write or meet the editor. Then I put the mask on and see what my morality is that day."
She purposely stopped talking after that. His reaction to her words would show her what she needed. If he looked terrified or asked her if she was a super she would know he was just a mundie. She would also have to make up some random crap about her mask comment. Probably make up some bs about video games or something. If he was a super though, then he would just look at her as if she's crazy. Still should probably use whatever bs she came up with as an exit.
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