How Quickly Time Flies
So long as it doesn't take me away
Hello there darling. I do hope that we can get along. I am a strong believer in a good first impression.
(HG Wells independant RP) M!A: None
Apr

Ok. I have to sleep. How dare all you wonderful people show up when I need to sleep! Ah well. See you later. 

#ooc
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Apr
wells-hg said:
"… I hate you." (in a way where Shay can tell she means very much the opposite)
specialagentlivingston replied:

Shay snickered and smiled innocently

"Does cookie dough not go on your girlfriends nose? Is that not a thing now?"

specialagentlivingston:

Shay thought for a minute and leaned forward to kiss Helena’s nose, tongue darting out to remove to cookie dough.

She sat back with a smirk
"There its gone. What was your question my dearest girlfriend?"

Helena wrinkled her nose, feeling the tickles feeling of it drying in the air. “Well, as I was going to say, I believe it is common custom to go out on dates. The most classic of which is dinner and a movie. If you would like to accompany me on an excursion this evening, I would be grateful for your company.”

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Apr

witchyblackcat:

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 ”Levitating a bush!
             Ha! That’s funny!”

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       ”Oh—kaaaay, you’re not joking…”

"Do I look to be in a gaming mood? How on earth did you do that? Have you smelt fudge recently?"

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Apr

adriannamontgomeryshepherd:

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"Human emotion, huh? So, like, anything could become an artifact then?" Adrianna looked around at the setting, so different from anything she had ever seen before. "This place is amazing," she remarked. "Have you been here a long time?"

Helena chuckled at the question. “I suppose you could say that.” She didn’t really want to get into her long history. Leave that for an exciting story that Claudia could tell. “It’s rather complex. Like many of the things here. It did bring a bit more amusement to her that they were passing the HG Wells section. 

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Apr

witchyblackcat:

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     ”I…”

              Shit.

                      “Sitting on the ground?”

"Last I checked sitting on the ground didn’t include levitating a bush."

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Apr

witchyblackcat:

                               /  —— wells-hg —— /

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         ”I’m sorry, can I help you?”

[ She might have just tried something out. And she knew that if she had
been caught, she probably would be very, very screwed. ]

"I beg your pardon, but what exactly did you just do?"

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Apr

adriannamontgomeryshepherd:

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"Lucky for me too, apparently!" Adrianna bounced behind but quickly found it took quite a bit of effort to maintain her pace. Still, there was enough excitement in her veins to fuel her steps. "That’s so cool," she mused. "How do they get their power, though?"

"How?" Helena repeated, raising an eyebrow. "I’ve never been told directly, but I’ve hypothesized that it is because of human emotion. SO far I’ve yet to be wrong, though." The creation of Artifacts was often not something discussed with Agents. "That might be a question for Claudia."

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Apr
wells-hg said:
"… I hate you." (in a way where Shay can tell she means very much the opposite)
specialagentlivingston replied:

Shay snickered and smiled innocently

"Does cookie dough not go on your girlfriends nose? Is that not a thing now?"

Helena tried to frown, though it took considerable effort. “Not when said girlfriend was trying to ask you out.” 

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Apr

adriannamontgomeryshepherd:

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As the other woman seemed to relax, so did she. Shoulders dropped from their tensed spot and her smile became calmer, more genuine. “Oh, good. I’ve had…bad experiences with artifacts before.” Her eyes lit up at the idea of a tour and she had to stop herself from bouncing with excitement. “I’d love a tour! Claude is being a total downer — all work and no play.”

"How unfortunate for Claudia, but lucky for me. Come along then!" Helena said, starting to walk towards the floor of the Warehouse. She almost added a "spit spot", having recently watched Mary Poppins and finding it absolutely hilarious. "The rows of artifacts don’t have a set order, but they are usually organized by time made, use of, or just what seems to fit together. They range in effect to anything the mind can think of to things completely unthinkable." HG moved quickly on foot. She’d never had the means of transportation they had here back in Warehouse 12 and so often went on foot along the floor. 

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Apr

adriannamontgomeryshepherd:

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Adrianna looked over at the statue with a mixture of guilt and curiosity. “I won’t, I mean Claude made me promise—why? What does it…do?”

"It’s nice to meet you." Helena. That name sounded familiar and she had to assume she had heard it from her girlfriend. “I’m—um—just looking around. I mean, not in like a sketchy way or like anything like that. Just, Claudia talks about it here all the time, and I wanted to see it for myself, you know?”

She nodded, smiling. A friend of Claudia’s made her instantly more relaxed. There was no reason why she couldn’t play host to a curious outsider. Plus it would be good to have someone to guide her and make sure there were no mishaps. 

"Ah, I understand completely, darling. That statue does nothing. However it’s owner simply hates to have it touched. Shall I give you a bit of a tour?" she asked. It was always fun to watch someone new experience the endless wonder. 

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