|Quinn Hanson (sister_hanson) wrote in btvsal,|
@ 2011-04-02 19:27:00
|Entry tags:||quinn hanson, sin stone|
They're SUCH geeks
Who: Sin and Quinn
Where: Shooting Star Comics
When: Saturday, April 2nd
Quinn had been in Shooting Star Comics for the better part of half an hour, dressed in combat boots, jeans (rolled up at the cuff) and a Birds of Prey t-shirt. Hilariously, she'd had an 'argument' with Bette, which resulted in Andrew breaking them up and sending them to opposite sides of the store, which quietly amused the pixie-cut brunette. Whoever thought that Andrew HAD a pair?
Sin had been in there looking for some old Spider-Man comics when the hilarious argument started, and once the smoke cleared? She HAD to walk over and get a few words in. Her hair was back to being bright red/orange, and she wore mega-tight jeans and a slightly baggy tee that read: 'GOBOTS - Not Just Retarded Transformers' "You know, babe... I gotta say, I never thought I'd see two chicks almost come to blows over whether Barbara Gordon was cooler as Batgirl or Oracle..."
"Oh, come ON," Quinn replied, looking at Sin with a smirk. "I'll admit, Oracle's got intelligence going for her, but DAMN if a girl kicking ass doesn't get me going." Wow. Was that a little bit TMI? Oh well. "I'm Quinn."
"Well, I have to admit, chicks that kick ass kind of rule." Sin said with a knowing smirk, almost physically having to restrain herself from saying 'I KILLED DEATH, BIIIIIITCH!'. "I'm Sin. Well, Cynthia, actually, but really... Sin just sounds more MADE OF AWESOME. You look REALLY familiar, and I can't place why."
Quinn had to laugh at Sin's... er, enthusiasm. "Ummm, you ever been to Gamehaven? Chances are that I served you there. I'm the manager." Hey, why not build a little word of mouth?
"Yeah, I shop there sometimes... I think you just remind me of someone though. Huh." Oh, dear. Wait till Sin found out this girl was related to The Informer. AWESOME.
"Do you go to Regan High?" Quinn asked, having been told that she and Jodi looked VERY similar more than once. "Chances are you've met or know of my sister: Jodi. A.K.A demon-sister-who-looks-to-torment-me."
"Waitwaitwait.... nuh-UH." Sin burst out laughing there, "You're The Inf... Jodi's sister? Well, fear not, she loves to torment a lot more than just YOU."
Quinn's eye twitched oh-so-slightly at Sin's almost slip-up, but let it go for now. "Honestly, if I thought I could over power her OR her little girlfriend, I'd put her in a cage and leave her there." Which, she said out of love, really. Although... lookit. She still wasn't overly fond of TJ. Interesting.
"I just take her with a grain of salt. A few of the girls kinda wanna throw her in front of a train, but... oh well. And don't worry about TJ. Sure, she's easier than 3rd grade math, but she's a nice chick." Sadly? That was Sin trying to help.
"Wow, that's a lot of information packed into one sentence. Do you do that often, Red?" Yes, she knew Sin's name now, but that wasn't about to stop her from giving her a nickname now, was it? At least her name wasn't Cady...
"Dude. I can ramble like a mothertruckin' CHAMP." Sin laughed, wry, lopsided smile spreading across her face. "Don't even get me started on like, the finer points of Pokemon or something."
"Mothertruckin'," Quinn repeated with a snort, not used to being around someone who didn't swear. "Have you played Gold and Silver yet? You have NO idea how many hours I've wasted playing those games." Oh good GOD, what have we unleashed?
"Well, if this tells you anything, I'm trying to figure out a way to make a real-life Lugia. And fly him to school everyday. And tell everyone that their frikkin' sports cars don't look so cool NOW..." Not that she'd thought about this. Nope. Not at all.
Quinn's lip wibbled at hearing that. "Okay, you're officially the coolest chick EVER. I would TOTALLY have your adopted babies." Wow. Yeah. Say that to someone within five minutes of meeting them, DOOFUS.
"Well YEAH." Sin remarked, laughing, "I mean, who wouldn't want to be around the girl who's gonna be flying Lugia to school, right? Just don't get me started on Ho-Oh. Seriously. Ho-Oh freakin' SUCKS."
"Yeah, I think Lugia would kick Ho-Oh's ass to the CURB, dude. I mean, come ON. The thing doesn't even evolve!" Oh, what such nerdy girls they were, hm?
"Sigh. See... I need to find a guy like you." And then, because, sadly, she was STILL down on herself. "You know, so can get awesomely rejected again."
"Jesus, guys are stupid," was Quinn's immediate response. "I mean, don't get me wrong, I love riding the pole like any other girl but they're fucking RETARDED. I've only met you and I think you're fuckin' awesomesauce."
Sin just cracked up there, as most of the people she hung with weren't quite this... blunt or crude. "God, I had the hottest fiance. And yes, I know I'm only 18. Still. Anyway, he was SO HOT. Since then... well... my love life has been about as awesome as AfterMASH." Oh my GOD.... talk about off-the-wall references...
"Lucky for you it didn't turn out to be an episode of Queer as Folk in your boyfriends apartment. Seriously. Walking in on that, I almost went blind. SO, I understand how you feel," Quinn replied with a smirk.
"See... girls like us? Are fated to be all jaded and single and 45 with dozens of cats and a house that smells like kitty litter." Again, not that Sin had thought too hard on this.
"If only I liked cats," Quinn laughed. "A hot little thing like you? Will be FINE." Ha! Quinn calling ANYONE little was actually quite hilarious to the mun. "You just need a confidence boost, is all."
"Yeah. Right. You should see the bitches I hang out with. My two best friends are a sexy tattooed Russian girl and a freakin' ROCK STAR. It's like Oprah hanging out with playboy bunnies."
"JESUS," Quinn practically flailed. "If I thought you were in ANY way inclined, I'd take you home right NOW, so don't start that shit. Seriously. My pimp hand is STRONG."
"I so wish I was gay. Seriously." She laughed, blushing furiously. "I kinda... messed around with my friend Meredith and just.... couldn't get into it. I dunno... I mean, don't get me wrong, you're REALLY pretty. I mean, if I WAS gay? You'd totally be my type. I think." Yep! A patented Sin!Ramble, hand-delivered to ya.
Quinn pretended to wave her 'pimp hand' but broke the illusion by laughing, actually snorting mid-laugh and trying to cover her smile with her hand. "It's fine, dude. But see! *I* find you wicked attractive, so any guy would be stupid not to."
"We should at least hang out sometime. You do wonders for my self-esteem, after all." She laughed, admitting that much.
"Done and done," Quinn replied. "Well, you know where I work now. Feel free to drop by after school sometime. I'm usually there until six."
"Yeah, yeah... you just wanna hang out with high school girls. Freakin' pervert." Sin said with a cheeky grin, crossing her arms.
"Hey, it'd be worse if I asked you to wear a catholic school girl outfit... although NOW I'm totally picturing it. Sorry," Quinn replied, wrinkling her nose cutely.
"I can admit those outfits are pretty sexy. Of course, if you know Mere Delany? You know she can make ANYTHING sexy." Sin laughed, trying and failing not to blush.
"Probably even a burlap sack." Quinn rolled her eyes. "Buuut I suspect the seductive powers of Mere Delany would be lost on me," she admitted. Was Mere hot? Abso-fucking-lutely. Was Quinn in any way attracted to her? Not a bit.
"So you like girls, but don't dig Mere?" Sin blinked, as even SHE found that... odd. "I gotta know now... who's YOUR type?"
Yes, Quinn was an odd one, alright. And tiny. So very, very tiny. "Ummm, probably someone like Lexi Wilson. I can't get enough of blondes."
"Lexi's a decent chick. I'm good friends with her girlfriend." And then? Juuuuust because she got a kick out of knowing Quinn kinda dug her? "For the record? I tend to go blonde every now and then. Just wake up, get the urge, and BLAMMO! Blonde-Sin."
Quinn's eyebrows shot up, and YES, she audibly whimpered. Shut up. "You? Are a teasing witch. You're just lucky you're so damn hot."
"Ahh... flattery will get you everywhere." Then she thought and laughed. "Ok, so probably not EVERYWHERE. But you know what I mean. I'll stop in and see ya sometime. Promise." And then? After turning to walk away, she looked back one time and gave a sly grin. "Wonder how I'd look in a Batgirl outfit?"
"…" Quinn had nothing to say for a long moment and waved at Sin with a vague expression on her face before muttering: "Jesus. I think I just had a stroke."