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[most_feared]

Who: Agent K and Open
What: Day in the Life
When: The Day after Thanksgiving
Where: In various Barge places
Warnings & Notes: Language. Some bastardry. Nothing planned. Responses can either be in log or spam style.

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Morning: Library...

[most_feared]

Kay was in the library looking up more time travel theory. The dynamics of his universe were so particular that it was difficult to find other universes with similar theories of temporal movement. Because of events that he knew should happen and hadn't yet, this was very relevant to his interests.

Morning: Library...

[yeahscience]

Of all the people Kay might have expected to run into in this section of the library, Jesse Pinkman probably wasn't one of them. But there he was, amongst the shelves, squinting at Stephen Hawking and Michio Kaku with a slightly (or very) overwhelmed look on his face.

Even stranger, still, was his reaction when he spotted Kay. He blinked, straightened up, and said, "How'd he know I was down here?" He fished his communicator out of his pocket and prodded at it dubiously. "These things on the fritz again?"

Morning: Library...

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Kay wasn't too surprised at Jesse looking up what he was- Narvin may have had issues telling people with decent motivations and picked people prone to dicking him over, but he wouldn't have an incompetent under his employ. What did thoroughly surprise him though is what he said, and Kay shifted to look behind him.

Nope, no one there.

Then back at Jesse, closing up his book. "They've been fine. Who're you talkin' about?"

Morning: Library...

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"...Mr. Narvin?" Jesse said, like it was obvious. "He didn't send you down here after me? I figured maybe he wanted to open up shop for the day."

Somehow, this seemed a more likely possibility than the idea that his time-traveling alien boss's weird CIA boyfriend just happened to be looking up time-travel stuff at the same time he was.

Morning: Library...

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Kay just snorted. "No, he didn't." He'd probably never stop finding Mr. Narvin a little bit funny. One of his few small inner smiles that never quite managed to reach his face.

"He'd not come to me anyway. He's much too keen on givin' orders to people himself. I think it makes him feel taller." Absently said while looking back to the book.

Morning: Library...

[yeahscience]

"Yeah? Sounds familiar," he drawled. "Dude hands out plenty when we're in the lab, trust me." And that was why the 'mister.' He worked for the guy -- it just felt way too weird to call him Narvin, like they were friends or something. He'd been partners with Mr. White, full 50/50 partners for a year, and he'd still never think of calling him Walter. Granted, part of that was a holdover from high school, but... still. It'd be weird. Anyways, they were both old and all. And he wasn't trying to actively piss Narvin off, the way he usually was with John Locke.

Suddenly, a lightbulb went on over Jesse's head, and he brightened, crossing over to where Kay was. "Hey, wait, does that mean you like... get this stuff?"

Morning: Library...

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That made him smile a little. Sounded like Narvin. The book he had he closed with a clap and looked at the front of it.

"Mostly. Every universe has their own laws. In some it would be impossible for a stationary device such as a TARDIS to actually time travel. You need one in constant motion. In others, you can't create alternate timelines.

"I'm still pissed that I had to hunt down a jar of Phlogiston for the Admiral's half-cocked rebuilding scavenger hunt." God, he'd hated that port. He was trying to suppress how insanely angry he'd felt over the idea that he might have been robbed of the chance of ever returning home.

Morning: Library...

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Jesse gave Kay a long, blank look. Shit. He hadn't understood like half of what the guy had just said, and that was supposed to be introductory. He patted his pockets for a pencil, came up empty, and decided to just type it into his comm for later. "Phlogiwhat now?"

Morning: Library...

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He glances at Jesse. "Phlogiston. A long time ago, a guy decided that he'd explain fire and rust and matter that changed by saying it was full of something called phlogiston. When it burned, the stuff would go into the air. When metal rusted, it was releasing phlogiston.

"Now we know- at least in my universe, it's because of oxidation. Phlogiston was proven to be a pile of horseshit. A thing we know and then we know something else.

"Basically I had to go find a jar of theoretical horseshit and I was successful in doing so. That's the thing with this place. Try as hard as you can to understand it, you're going to be given some dumb fucking blather and you're going to have to take your best stab at understanding."

Morning: Library...

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Jesse blinked and nodded, typing hurriedly on his comm. F-L-O-G-Y-S-T-O-N...

...O-X-Y-D... (That one, he knew what it was, from scrubbing out the superlab's cookwear every other day, but spelling wasn't his strongest point.)

He nodded again as Kay finished, mouth twisting wryly. "Yeah, well, I figure I might as well get something out of being up there all the time, right? I can run the machines all day, but my best stab at actually knowing what any of it's for is like... I don't know, like a hundredth of what he's saying."

Morning: Library...

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"He'll appreciate the effort of trying. He might have strange ways of showin' it but he'll appreciate it." He tucked his book under his arm.

"What is it you're having trouble with?"

Morning: Library...

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Jesse tried to figure out a slightly more graceful way of saying absolutely fucking everything, and came up pretty much blank. He huffed out sort of a sheepish laugh, rubbing the back of his neck. "Um. Physics?" That was probably better than just saying science, anyway.

"I never really..." he explained awkwardly, "you know, in school, I never actually took physics, per se, exactly. And he, he talks a thousand miles an hour about stuff I got no idea about, and if I tell him to slow down he treats me like a two-year-old, so..."

He huffed again, squinting up at Kay. "No offense, but your boy's kind of a bitch to work for."

Morning: Library...

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He frowned, and glanced over at what Jesse was looking at.

"Yeah. He does that. He's kind of a bitch in general. Thankfully he loves his job, is loyal to a fault, and had a few other positive attributes." Any elaboration he was pretty sure would leave Jesse shaped holes through the stacks in his effort to get away from the mental image.

He looked around for what Jesse would need, before pulling down a book on Artron energy and one on Chronotons and Chronometric particles. "These will deal with universally exclusive readings some of the devices in the laboratory use. Should help you out some."

Morning: Library...

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"Yeah, I'll take your word on that," Jesse muttered, pretty damn sure he didn't want to know what Narvin's other 'positive attributes' were. He was treading a fine line of trying not to find their whole... thing... distractingly weird, as it was.

He took the books that Kay offered, eyeing their titles with trepidation. "Artoron energy and chromo-- chronometric particles," he read off. "You sure about this?"

Re: Morning: Library...

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One of them was the ability to make devices that could stop time, to be fair.

"Yup. They both build off-" he points at what Jesse was looking at. "Artron energy is what's primarily native to Narvin's universe."

Morning: Library...

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"That's not what I meant," he muttered, peering into one of the books. There was, like... math in there. And he was actually sort of decent at math, but this looked like the kind of math that had babies with other math and made little crazy offshoots of math that didn't even use real letters and numbers anymore.

He trusted that Kay was right about the science. He wasn't so sure he trusted that Kay was right about him. "I'm not even sure I can read this shit, yo."