Peter was working in the lab under the University of Haurvatat. He had been there since the morning and it was coming close to four o'clock as he toiled away with some of the circuitry in a portable hand device. Peter had been working hard on a solution for Allison's Skynet problem and he was pretty confident he had the solution to a virus ready ( Read more... )

"Okay, Axl," Peter stood in front of a robot that was about the size of a Pomeranian dog. He was wearing an extra t-shirt over his regular one for padding. He was only a little nervous, though, since Peter was confident that what was about to happen was going to be a success ( Read more... )

At least Charles had gotten to his office on campus before the rain started. Of course, being in his chair made him less likely to leave the campus and get himself soaked since his progress was, of course, slower. So he would take the time to get some work for fall term done, and occasionally wheel himself to the doors to see if it had lightened up ( Read more... )

Having graded the last exam, Charles stacked them at the corner of his desk and had to give a little chuckle. It was true that most of his students would not be scientists. A few bright stars, most definitely, but ( Read more... )

Sitting in her office at the community college, Clair's taking advantage of spring break, cleaning drawers and re-organizing things. Spring cleaning at its finest, as she listens to a Ray Charles album with the window to her office open. Mid 60s and sunny skies has her in the cleaning mood, a scarf around her head. She's even humming along to the ( Read more... )

So. Martha needed to go to school. She wanted to work as well, but a part of her also knew it'd be good to keep up with studies, just for her own sake. It was good to learn new things, she figured, and good to try to be as modern as possible, considering how the cult lived so much in the past ( Read more... )

Ham had been happy to get a diversion job down at the bowling alley, seemed like a nice place and his new boss seemed like a good kid. Yup, it wasn't OKPD, but it was at least something he could do aside from spending copious amounts of time entertaining lecherous thoughts of Eowyn ( Read more... )

Martha hadn't seen Lucas since they found him in the woods a few days back. She wasn't sure if he wanted to see her, truthfully, or if he was ready to. Not to mention the fact she was still trying to suss out the way she felt about him not mentioning he was a spy. A part of her felt like all their encounters up until now had somehow been ( Read more... )