[dated to After the Bees but before GLADoS date experiment] [wide open once she's been seated]

[badluckbabe]

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.

Comments

[badluckbabe]

"There's no shame in it. Pick a specialty and be the best at it that's what gets results." She smirked thinking back to her own muscle bound punch first ask questions later minion back home.

[17thangel]

"I'm great at planning large campaigns and sieges. Sneaking just never felt right."

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.

[badluckbabe]

"Hmmm? Shaking up memories of old regrets?" Jinx teased half guessing what had inspired the sigh from her new associate.

[17thangel]

"Not really, just know it alls that got upset whenever I wanted to be proactive about things. Blah blah blah... To dangerous... You know the type, right?"

[badluckbabe]

"Oh absolutely. But I've always believed it's better to do things first and ask forgiveness later then to Ask first and be shot down."

[17thangel]

"True, but they had access to the barrier codes so I couldn't really get OUT. It was almost a jail in an irritating way."

[badluckbabe]

"Ugh, don't get me started on prison." Jinx laughed with good humor. "I've been in and out so many times it's like I have my own keys."

[17thangel]

"Sounds like your administrators were kinda strict too. Must have stunk."

[badluckbabe]

"Strict, but never that serious. If they were they'd have REALLY locked me up tight. There were much better prisons but I always got the ones that only took a little effort for me. Just lucky I guess."

[17thangel]

"Better lucky than good is something a lot of the older pilots said."

[badluckbabe]

"Well then they would have loved me."

Jinx stood up and sauntered over to the table, "I like you, what did you say your name was?" She smiled warmly her pink eyes focusing on the other girls.

[17thangel]

"Maria."

She blinks and meets the other girl's gaze.

[badluckbabe]

"Lovely. I'll see you around then." It was less of a comment and more of a promise laced with teasing. She delicately placed a napkin in front of Maria that she had sketched a picture on. It was of Maria and for something done in the space of a few minutes, it was very complimentary.

With that little gift Jinx was moving gracefully for the door as if she had somewhere to be but all the time in the world to be there.