#i can only assume this is somehow sarah’s fault#somewhere winnie is posing with ian bc he couldn’t bear to let a male model pose with her#and sarah’s just KEKEKEKE about this#while posing with francis#shan is deeply :|||
SARAH IS VERY MUCH LIKE MR. BURNS GOING ‘EXCELLENT’ AND HANGING ON TO HER HOT FIANCÉE. oh and Ian tweets the pic to James and Carter.
[boops from shay] "MOOOOOOM, CAN I BORROW YOUR MAKE-UP?"
"Sure…wait, what do you need my makeup for?"
"For…stuff, things. Stuff and things, Mom.”
…I called him a Douchenozzle Supreme. Also Richie Rich. And Moneybags. And Iggy. And a loser.
…But he said I’m slow.
I’m not slow. I’m just— I’m just not all that smart.
Fuckin’ rich people with their dumbass science brains—
I have a science brain. [ confused look at her, for a second—then she’s back to questioningly staring. ] You’re not friends, he’s being an ass…why do you have a turtle?
VIIDUAM'S 1.1K BIAS LIST ;;
laughs with salad because holy furballs there’s
a lot of you??? like where did you come from?
why are you still here? are you lost? but yes,
this is pretty much a thank you to all of you
absolute cupcakes who have stuck with me
and this big nerd natasha for almost two years
now !! i’ve met so many people who i consider
to be some of my closest friends, and plenty
of others who constantly make me feel
welcomed and loved.
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[ shrugs ] I’m used to dealing with people being rude to me. You can say I have a degree in those people. Don’t be too concerned, Ms. Banner. They always end up having what they deserve. Here to see Mr. Stark again? I think he demanded privacy with his fiancée.
I—really wish you weren’t used to it, Ems. You have more patience than I do. Just—just let me know if there’s anyone I should be kickin’ for being a jackass to you for no reason.
—Shanta, by the way. It’s just Shanta to you. I’m here to see Sarah, I need some…ah, business advice. Is she home?
[Ben sits there, notebook tucked in his hands, pen ready. Note-taking was important if he didn’t want to be behind this Christmas. He was sure there’d be plenty he’d still be behind on, but being prepared was important.]
[Winnie, on the other hand, brightened up instantly at the mention of her favorite holiday, clasping her hands together and beaming.]
Oh, Christmas is just the most wonderful time of year, I promise you! There’s peppermint everything, even more cookies than usual, special decorations, and lots of time to be spent with family! Everyone gets together to celebrate and it’s like one big party. Even if you’re not a party person, there’s a special energy in the air to enjoy around Christmas time!
[ very nearly laughs; as if she’d have expected any less enthusiasm on winnie’s part. with a quick glance at ben to see if he was listening, or taking notes, she inches her chair in at the table—and clears her throat. ]
Exactly what Winnie said.
It’s generally a time for getting all the people you love together—or, at least, spending some time with the ones you care about. It’s what makes it fun, see? No requirement to be around a lot of people, but everyone usually tries showing appreciation for others. With the gifts and cards and all—
Pals? Ew, no.
I keep finding his sorry ass hanging around here.
Fuckin’ rich people.
Is he—is he being rude to you for no reason?!
[Ben has his opinions about Winnie, but if she’ll help inform him of what Christmas is, he’s willing to listen. At least she doesn’t make peacock noises.]
--Oh. Ah— Hey. You called?
[ completely lights up, grinning and patting the seat beside her at the table. ]
Sorry for startlin’ you, sweetheart. It’s just—we’re in need of a Christmas expert. If you don’t mind taking a quick break to help an idiot and her junior?
[ if there’s one thing he’s learned, it’s to not hit on angry women, no matter how pretty they are. ]
Yeah, uh. [ gestures to the ginger. ] You two are—pals?
"I was, actually - why, is there something awful just around the corner?"
"Yep. The cleaning lady. Nah, I’m kidding—there’s an inspection happening in those labs. Mine is shut off, too—this corridor is supposed to be blocked. Sorry."
You’re lucky you’re cute.
I’m funny and cute.
[ And she leans forward, just close enough to Shanta to be able to whisper—] Let this be a warning; I want it back.
[ She pulls back, with her usual small smile]
Terribly sorry, but I must be getting along to my lecture— I trust I can leave George with you, you seem a bright young woman—
[And with that, she turns, and she’s gone.]
"I… Am sorry for her. She’s a bit… Hasty?"
[ whether or not she registers dr murray’s words is very unclear—if she could feel the panic over the shock, it would have felt like ice over her head. as it is…she’s rather frozen in place already. there’s nothing short of a horrifying reminder of what had happened less than a year ago, standing in front of her. smiling.
they have the same smile— ]
[ what the hell is this—and what did she mean?! ]