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WHO: Nero and Ian Malcom.
WHAT: Nero’s trying to deal with the after-effects of the flood.
WHERE: The library.
WHEN: Around 8:30 in the evening.
WARNINGS: Possibly some cursing?
As arranged Nero had taken over a table near the far corner of the library, far from any potential prying ears. What troubled him was not a thing he would want another being hearing--part of him didn’t even like the thought of talking to Ian about it, but Ian was his Warden, and wasn’t that what Wardens were for? Besides, his dual Timeline needed explanation, if nothing else; he hadn’t been able to help writing the second, the one that came from the memories he’d somehow acquired during the flood. There were two spiral notebooks in front of him, one green and one black, each filled with careful writing, the Terran alphabet conscientiously and meticulously rendered, though one was much fuller than the other.
WHAT: Nero’s trying to deal with the after-effects of the flood.
WHERE: The library.
WHEN: Around 8:30 in the evening.
WARNINGS: Possibly some cursing?
As arranged Nero had taken over a table near the far corner of the library, far from any potential prying ears. What troubled him was not a thing he would want another being hearing--part of him didn’t even like the thought of talking to Ian about it, but Ian was his Warden, and wasn’t that what Wardens were for? Besides, his dual Timeline needed explanation, if nothing else; he hadn’t been able to help writing the second, the one that came from the memories he’d somehow acquired during the flood. There were two spiral notebooks in front of him, one green and one black, each filled with careful writing, the Terran alphabet conscientiously and meticulously rendered, though one was much fuller than the other.