[Thread] A Morning Meeting
Characters: OU Querl Dox, OU Brainiac 5
Where: The sky, over the church
When: The morning after Querl arrives
Summary: A meeting between two Brainies
Warnings: None yet
Legion flight rings were convenient for privacy, Querl supposed, at least so far as conversation was concerned. Granted, they would be obvious to anyone who bothered to look up, but perhaps it wasn't terribly unusual to see people floating about here and there in the sky in this place. And more importantly, should the meeting turn ugly somehow, it would be easier to get help than if they met in a dark alley or abandoned building. Judging from the incomplete schematics the younger (?) Brainiac 5 had been kind enough to transmit, Querl didn't see any reason the young artificial man should fear him. Querl had done many things in his life, but transforming into an attack robot had never been on his list of skills.
Then again, after reading more thoroughly through the smaller (but he wasn't, really, just more contained) Brainiac's journal, and finding so many references to Computo, sometimes strangely written as an acronym, perhaps caution on both sides was wise. For himself, despite the obvious dangers and the rather dire situation in general, he couldn't manage an emotion other than bemused.
Where: The sky, over the church
When: The morning after Querl arrives
Summary: A meeting between two Brainies
Warnings: None yet
Legion flight rings were convenient for privacy, Querl supposed, at least so far as conversation was concerned. Granted, they would be obvious to anyone who bothered to look up, but perhaps it wasn't terribly unusual to see people floating about here and there in the sky in this place. And more importantly, should the meeting turn ugly somehow, it would be easier to get help than if they met in a dark alley or abandoned building. Judging from the incomplete schematics the younger (?) Brainiac 5 had been kind enough to transmit, Querl didn't see any reason the young artificial man should fear him. Querl had done many things in his life, but transforming into an attack robot had never been on his list of skills.
Then again, after reading more thoroughly through the smaller (but he wasn't, really, just more contained) Brainiac's journal, and finding so many references to Computo, sometimes strangely written as an acronym, perhaps caution on both sides was wise. For himself, despite the obvious dangers and the rather dire situation in general, he couldn't manage an emotion other than bemused.