milliways_bar | (no subject)

There is a Bruce Banner nearby, sitting at his table, somewhat drunk, but observing those around him with interest.

(ooc: may need slowtime. if that is okay tagback, if not, ignore this tag.)

There's a slight raise of her eyebrow at the sight of Bruce. She's studying him intently, curious about who he is.

[ooc:slowtime is fine ^_^ ]

Somewhere in that, he glances her way and he catches her eyes with his own, and freezes, much like a deer in headlights. After several long moments, he gulps and a small, very small smile dares to cross hios face.

"Ah, hello, Ma'am."

His voice is hoarse at the moment, but rich and middletone as he clears it trying not to sound like a chipmunk on acid.

She watches him, almost not believing that he called her ma'am. She's never had anyone call her ma'am.

"Hello. And it's Raina. Not Ma'am, if you please."

(ooc: kicks email and lj for no notifications)

He nods, looking embarassed for a moment, and looking like an utter and complete geek.

"Sorry. Nice to meet you, Raina. How are you tonight?"

His voice regains some of it's usual richness and he smiles a little. He looks tired and scatterred still.

[OOC: it's evil like that. Though GJ isn't much better right now.]

She nods her head slowly, still watching him.

"I'm doing pretty well tonight. And you?"

"I'm okay."

He grins, a little of the nerviousness sliding away under his slightly drunken state.

"Just beenr eading up on scientific journals so long, I needed a break... or two."

He smiles, and it is a nice smile, but it is ruined as his glasses try to slide off and his hair flops into his face. A few moments of strugglign with said items and he looks up again, embarassed.

She raises an eyebrow curiously.

"What kind of science are you reading about?"

She tilts her head, almsot cat like.

"And I didn't catch your name."

"Radiative sciences as particularly related to those that effect the human body in mutational ways and in more specifics as far as Gamma radiation of human and other organic cellmatter."

Yes, even drunk he can rattle that off.

Perhaps if he wasnt as drnk as he is, he might not tell the truth when she asks, but he is and so he does.

"Bruce, Bruce Banner."

He gives a very geeky smile.

She blinks at him slowly. She's hiding her confusion very well if she says so herself. Which she does.

"Right." Maybe she shouldn't have asked?

"Nice to meet you Bruce. I take it your a scientist?"

He smiles, his eyes firmly planted onher face so as to not wander to looking at Things He Should Not Look At.

"Yes. I mostly just read these days. Dont have the time to really work on the theories anymore, Staying on the road makes it hard."

He is indeed drunk, for once, not thinking about keeping his lie a secret.

She ~~probably~~ wouldn't care if he were to look at things other than her face.

"Staying on the road? Why do you have to do that?"

She is curious, and while he may not know what he's saying, or how much information he's giving, well. She doesn't know him well enough to use it against him.

His eyes are haunted as he speaks, his voice lower as al thoguth of looking at other things goes away for a long moment.

"I am wanted dead. Every hand against me. I'm a killer and a monster and the whole world wouild ratehr I was dead. And some days I dont know why I dont just lay down and die."

But a spark of anger ignites in his eyes, almost looking greenish.

"I wont. I will not let them win, ever."

His words are bitten off, and he gulps down more of his drink, which sends hijminto a coughing fit. But wehen he comes out the other side, he looks embarassed again, and glances sideways at her, embarassed at his flash of anger and his coughing fit. The smile he gives her is decidedly lopsided.