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[ernstarzt]

[Docters have to keep up with knowledge on new diseases and medical discoveries and medicines and technologoies they could use. These are normally taught about in seminars and he like. Your education is never done, as a doctor. However, in HQ, Ludwig cannot attend such things like he's used to

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Sorry this got so long ^///^ But after we haven't played in so long.... ;)

[brilliantloon]

Gilbert hummed quietly under his breath as he carried a stack of books on his arms, trying to keep his balance as he walked along the line of bookshelves in the library. Thanks to his little brother's good care, he had recovered rather quick from the sickly condition he had been in upon his arrival at the Headquarters. He surely was still looking rather skinny and feeble, but the albino had always been like that and besides that he was now feeling rather energetic and almost bored, as there was not much to do in this weird place.
The Psychiatrist had explored the place and he had spend his days on a couch, drinking beer and listening to music for the first weeks until he had gotten bored silly. Gilbert had finally found some entertainment in all those weird alternative universe's history books, finding the idea rather amusing that he and his brothers were countries in some of these worlds. It was mad actually and sometimes the albino was still doubting his own sanity when he sat in the library and read about all those different histories and events.
Gilbert shrugged as that thought. As long as he was with Ludwig he was fine with being insane, he supposed. After all he felt rather content and happy right now and felt better than he had in months...

A soft tweet from above however caught his attention and cut off his train of thoughts. Gilbert smiled softly at the little bird nestled into his white hair on top of his head and finally sat the books he intended to read down on one of the tables in the reading room, one of his now free hands reaching up to pat the small animal.
"What? You feel neglected, Fritz?", he spoke softly. Ludwig had given him the small chick for Christmas and Gilbert was happy to have a companion - even through they first hadn't know what breed exactly the little birdie was... By now Gilbert knew his little friend was a pygmy owl.
And again the owl gave a tweet, louder and more exited this time, fluttering his little wings softly. The Psychiatrist frowned upon Fritz's (yes, he had names his little friend after that awesome Prussian king he had always adored so much) strange behaviour until he caught sight of his little brother across the room, his nose buried in what looked like medicine books. Gilbert couldn't help the wide grin that spread across his face. So that was, what Fritz had tried to show him?
"Oi, Bruder!", he called out, making his way over to Ludwig.

It's no problem! o/ You usually write long tags, I noticed haha.

[ernstarzt]

And, of course, Ludwig was happy for his speedy recovery, though he certainly stuck to his pre-measured time period to ensure a full recovery. No matter how good he felt, until the MD was certain his brother would be okay, he'd monitored him somewhat strictly. Of course, eventually, Gilbert was fre to do as he pleased, and Ludwig was happy to listen to his adventures about the building, should he share his experiences.

Ludwig, when getting him the little bird, had known at the very least that it was an owl. Even as a baby, it was obviously an owl of some sort. Part of him screamed that he really shouldn't trust his brother with something like an owl(and another part screamed, just as loudly, that back home he wouldn't be allowed to own an owl, though he'd forgotten whether or not it would be okay for him to do so in their fatherland,) but he clenched his teeth and ignored that part of him. Especially when the little owl seemed friendly and fairly harmless.

But Ludwig was too busy studying to even register the owl's calls in the otherwise quiet library. To him, everything he read was fascinating, even if it had to do with work. He sometimes wished he was a medical scientist--it would be interesting to do such studies and test and make such medicines, and on top of that he would know of such things before others(and her did enjoy being in the know)--but he also quite liked his normally fulfilling job, and was fine just reading about what they'd done and putting them into practice. He blinked, startled out of his reading when he was called and turned his head in his brother's direction, looking slightly annoyed.

Yes, everything was going back to. . .as normal as it could be, in this situation. "Bruder!" He hissed, "we are in a library! Don't yell so loudly!" Though, he certainly wasn't the quietest person there, either. . . .