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Tweak says, "Proper tea is theft"

Marco Hernandez (pointatopointb) wrote in colligo_threads,
@ 2009-06-03 10:09:00

Entry tags:

!closed, katherine danvers, marco

WHO: Marco Hernandez and Katherine Danvers
WHAT: Grabbing a bite to eat.
WHEN: Backdated to yesterday (because I phail). Starts at around five.
WHERE: A restaurant in the city.
RATING: Probably not very high. PG or PG-13, at the most. Will update if necessary.
STATUS: In Progress.

Marco had actually found a job. He wasn’t sharing it because it wasn’t exactly a job he loved, nor did he intend to keep it. He was busily writing his memoirs once again, only this time doing the whole thing himself rather than recording them and having them ghostwritten. The job he was working now, tending shop in a convenience store, was solely for the income. Income that he could put towards doing things like what he was doing tonight.

He’d bought a few pieces of better clothing, but he didn’t plan on going somewhere fancy for many reasons. The atmosphere at those places just flat-out sucked, and the portions were always far too small. No, he intended to take Katherine out to a place that was nice without being too hoighty-toighty. So he went with his old stand-by: Dress like kind of a rock star. He’d decided on wearing some nice jeans, a simple blue polo t-shirt, a leather jacket, a decorative scarf that he allowed to hang down his chest like a tie, and a pair of sunglasses, with the sunglasses perched atop his head. He thought he looked pretty good.

He hummed contentedly as he made his way to building Building A, room 306. The fact was that Katherine interested him. He hadn’t had time for girls during the war, and since then most of the women in his life had been kind of uninteresting. Some had attitudes so huge even Marco couldn’t deal with it, others were sickeningly sweet. Katherine was different. She had just the right combination of everything to interest him. She would call him on his bullshit but wouldn’t act like there should be a red carpet wherever she walked. And she could eat. Thank god she could eat. He was so tired of these people in showbiz, both men and women, that would just pick at tiny portions and not even finish those.

Not that he hated showbiz. It was a life he'd only given up once, for a suicide mission to maybe save a friend, even though it was likely he was dead. But the fact was, once the novelty and the glamour wore off, it was a life that was more often than not boring, punctuated by small spurts of activity. The media only caught these spurts, painting the illusory image of a life of wild parties, glitz, and the easy life. It was why he'd give up the showbiz life with barely more than a half-whined joke. So to find someone that actually interested him, it was something of a rare occurrence these days, and one that never failed to bring a smile to his face.

That smile was still there as he knocked on the door of room 306A. Okay gorilla-guy, here we go.

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lupas
2009-06-03 05:22 pm UTC (link)

The one thing she didn't do was tell her parents she was going out to dinner. Because it didn't matter what she told them, they would growl, and quite possibly threaten. Mostly she just wanted to avoid that. She had absolutely no idea where here masked roomie was, and she didn't care to be honest. He had arrived the night the rooms had changed, so her privacy had never been affected. She had no idea where Marco had in mind for food, but she honestly hoped it wasn't some place that involved formal wear, because overly formal clothes and Kate did not go hand in hand. She usually managed to mess them up somehow anyway. She had lucked in tonight, not having to go work at all. Guess it was going to be quiet, not enough to people to get hammered every day or the week yet.

She dug out a pair of nice skinny jeans, ones that she hadn't put on since buying them, and black sandals, wishing she could just go barefoot, but she doubted it would be the best idea. Her shirt was a white, short sleeved, v-neck that fell softly around her past her chest. Thank god she mastered the best eating skills, besides the fact that her metabolism was beyond in-human. She had warned him though, so with any luck she didn't freak him out. People in the Pack really did eat double the size of most people.

Kate tilted her head to the side when she heard someone walking in the hallway. At a check of her watch, it was probably Marco. Running a hand through her slightly curled hair, she grabbed her bag with her PDA and left her bedroom just as the door was knocked on. She glanced to Spider-Mans room, though she didn't expect to see him. Walking through her apartment, she made sure he key was also in her bag, before zipping it shut.

Pulling open the door, she smiled when Marco game into view. If she was stuck here, at least she had managed to meet someone like him here. It was sort of cool to have costumed heroes as roommates and all, but she still wanted her Stonehaven back. "Hey." she said cheerfully, stepping out of the apartment. "Don't you look good." she commented with a grin, making sure the door was locked behind her. "Ready to go?"

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pointatopointb
2009-06-04 08:40 pm UTC (link)

Marco grinned at Kate. "Why thank you. So do you." He favored her with a brief look-over, just long enough to be a compliment without crossing the line into pervert territory. Marco had been around the block a time or two, so he knew just how long to let his eyes wander before moving them firmly back up to her face.

He extended his arm and hooked it. "Shall we go, milday?" He made sure to give her an exaggerated wink to let her know he was joking, but he didn't move his arm. "So, I was thinking a nice casual place where we can get a good steak. Sound good?" He really was curious how much she could eat. All her warnings had done was make him curious, actually. Though he hadn't lied, the fact that she could eat was absolutely fantastic and just made him like her more.

Not that he didn't already like her. She was the only one here he'd made any real connection with so far. The others seemed like very nice people, but Kate was the only one he'd actually come back to see again. He wasn't sure what that meant yet, and didn't really plan on putting much thought into it right away.

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lupas
2009-06-05 09:25 pm UTC (link)

Normally she wouldn't go for the offered arm, but she didn't get the normal feeling she got when some guy was just being a pain in the ass. She was comfortable, and the mood was light. The corner of her lips twisting up in a crooked grin, and accepted the arm, while adjusting her bag onto her other shoulder. "We shall."

Steak. Magic word. "You could have just aid 'steak' and I would have been happy with that information." she laughed, already feeling her stomach growl, even if it hadn't been that long ago since her last meal. "It's pretty much up there on my favorite foods, next to pancakes and ice cream sundaes." yeah, her parents were great influences for her.

"How far to the restaurant?" she asked curiously, not that it mattered. Walking, car, public transportation, she didn't really care. When they reached the outside, she looked around them, taking in the site of the area surrounding the living area that she knew all to well. She knew she'd been here too long when she already knew the area this well. Were they ever going back.

Glancing to Marco, she kept a smile on her face, realizing that she was really looking forward to this.

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pointatopointb
2009-06-06 08:43 pm UTC (link)

Marco grinned as she took his arm. Yeah, the mood was light, but he was still glad she felt comfortable enough to do that. Clearly he was doing something right. "Then off we go!" He chuckled as they began heading out.

He could not help smiling at her enthusiasm. "Steak is a beautiful, majestic meal," he agreed. "Pancakes and ice cream sundaes? Oh man, okay, that is wonderful!" He thought about something for half a second, and added, "See, you can tell a lot about a person from what they eat." He grinned at her and, with a wink, added, "And so far, I really like what I hear."

Fishing his PDA out of his pocket with his free hand, he checked the map. "Couple blocks. You want to walk, or hop on the friendly neighborhood public transport?" He was okay with either option. Public transport would get them there faster, but would also be a little more crowded. Walking would take longer, but give them more time to themselves.

Right now, Marco wasn't even thinking about home. For him, home was a place where he probably no longer existed. Colligo, on the other hand, was a place where he'd made a real connection, something he'd been mostly lacking since the war. If they got the opportunity to go back to their homes, he wasn't sure what he'd do, at this point. On the one hand, he had a comfortable life and boatloads of money back home. On the other, he was probably dead back home, and if he tried to go back he might walk right back into death.

Right now, Marco was just thinking about the here and now. The here and now was much more interesting.

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lupas
2009-06-07 01:18 am UTC (link)

She couldn't not agree about that, and she was also going to have to opt to not mention about how she, with her pack, would hunt. They ate raw, they didn't Change back in order to light up a grill. When a wolf, do as wolves do. But she'd keep that part to herself. "Yeah, my parents taught me awesome habits growing up. How to fight for the last pancake and the perfect ice cream toppings." she joked, even if it was true. "You keep saying that." she grinned, "But any normal person would be wondering how I'm not completely obese."

"A couple of blocks is nothing, and public transport stinks." quite literally. Her sense of smell often got assaulted on a public transport, depending on how many people were crammed in there. She didn't like being crammed. "So walking."

"So besides Spielberg, who else have you met, worked with...whichever." Maybe friends with? Half the shit she heard about celebrities it was hard to believe they actually had real friends, but at least Marco didn't act like the ones she'd come to categorize from on the screens. Spoiled pains in the ass who needed a reality check. He was much more...real. And she was sort of interested in knowing who he might have got the chance to know in person. It would be something interesting for her to think about while they were on the walk.

Kate couldn't decide if she liked the changes to the city or not, as she watched a car speed by. The apartment changes were great, but cars were always something she could do without. At least in cities, because everyone had one, which meant after a while, there was going to be no room to drive, and traffic lines would start. This was why she couldn't stay in cities constantly. Everything started to annoy her after a while, and she needed a trip back home.

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