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[dated to After the Bees but before GLADoS date experiment] [wide open once she's been seated]
Jinx hadn't been to this cafe yet, she was aware of it as much as anything else on the ship but so far it was one of the few places she hadn't explored first hand. But Diana was a perfect excuse to see if it was worth the price of admission (free).
She had spent a fair amount of time in cafe's and diners back on her own world in her own universe. It was a peaceful escape from her own team mates where she could have some coffee or a soda, a slice of pie and just people watch. Sometimes she would draw, sometimes she would listen to music and marvel at how easy it was for a girl with pink hair and eyes to blend into the back round of other peoples lives.
It was a necessity as well. Jinx's powers as wonderful and helpful as they were for most of her life seemed to have one major flaw. Any time she tried to cook something more complicated then a bowl of cereal or a sandwich something went horribly wrong. She'd been thrown out of her Home Ec. Class at Hive Academy because of one particularly messy incident involving an automatic mixer and the instructors ponytail.
So making other people cook for her was much easier and more satisfying. A life of petty crime afforded her more then enough to live off the culinary skills of other people.
Back in the moment Jinx scanned the entrance way to see if she should seat herself, or wait to be seated.
She had spent a fair amount of time in cafe's and diners back on her own world in her own universe. It was a peaceful escape from her own team mates where she could have some coffee or a soda, a slice of pie and just people watch. Sometimes she would draw, sometimes she would listen to music and marvel at how easy it was for a girl with pink hair and eyes to blend into the back round of other peoples lives.
It was a necessity as well. Jinx's powers as wonderful and helpful as they were for most of her life seemed to have one major flaw. Any time she tried to cook something more complicated then a bowl of cereal or a sandwich something went horribly wrong. She'd been thrown out of her Home Ec. Class at Hive Academy because of one particularly messy incident involving an automatic mixer and the instructors ponytail.
So making other people cook for her was much easier and more satisfying. A life of petty crime afforded her more then enough to live off the culinary skills of other people.
Back in the moment Jinx scanned the entrance way to see if she should seat herself, or wait to be seated.
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She rubs her hands together with kind of a wicked grin.
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"I've watched more TV in the last few months then I EVER watched back home." She confessed. These days when she wasn't training or exploring she was alternating between various media players and their programs.
And Diana of course.
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Maria was pretty ignorant when it came to media, or entertainment as most of her life was either having her robot smash something, fixing her robot, or sitting through some some formal event. With any luck, this TV wasn't some formal event.
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Maria shrugs a bit.
"That and it sounds like taking it is the only way to keep from ending up a slug. Probably a lot of unthinking sheep there... Er, no offense. Just that whole bread and circus thing tends to lead to that."
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"And that comes down to us. What we do with the time give us. It's kind of like we've been given some paper, and only certain colors and tools to make a picture with." She mused.
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Maria thought back to all her elaborate plans that the council deemed to be too dangerous and that her grandfather never would back her up on and sighed.
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