Who: Azula (
peoplesprincess) and anyone who tags in
What: research... and conversation?
When: July 10th, mid-afternoon
Where: the ship's library
Warnings: none so far!
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Ever since Alma Karma had first shown her the library, Azula had been spending a lot of time there. )
Science. Yes. Not exactly this kind of science, though. All these technological stuff was more something Daniel would have found interest in. Rorschach was more interested in that kind of science that circled around biological means. Usually alien anatomy. To find out more about all these creatures and how to work with them effectively.
And yet again, that wasn't why he had come here this time. No. He was here to look up information about the human brain. This almost permanent headache he had ever since that Polly-woman had done... Whatever she had done back then... It just wouldn't fade. And he kept getting these memories that just weren't his. It was annoying. It kept him from getting some proper sleep. He needed to get rid of it.
Which meant, he had to do some research. Find something. Find a way to undo this and another way to deal with some immortal woman that on top of it all could also read his very thoughts!
So here he was once more. Visiting a library. Again.
And it still felt wrong.
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Turning back to the shelf, she carefully stepped up onto the lowermost shelf, hoping that it could hold her weight for the time that she needed to grab that book.
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For a moment Rorschach just tilted his head. Then he growled "Amateur." raising his voice, yet keeping the growl, he pointed towards one of the nearby chairs "Take off shoes. Use that."
Yes. When you're short you either know the tricks... Or you are good at gymnastics.
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"I'm not taking off my shoes in public."
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Or a spaceship. Same difference.
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Rolling his shoulders, he marched over to her and tossed a glance upwards, his hands kept deep within his pockets "Which one?"
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Honestly, what was it with this place and rude people? Plenty had been perfectly polite, of course, but there had also been several who had been insolent.
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Within mere moments he was up the wooden furniture, finding just the right places to put a foot or get hold with a hand on the loose hanging boards. It was like breaking fingers. If you knew what to look for how to hold onto them everything else was simple.
The book was dropped unceremonically into the woman's hands, shortly before the vigilante himself dropped to the floor next to her with a partly muffled grunt. He gave the book a second look, the frown hidden behind layers of latex and shifting fluids "Unwomanly literature."
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Of course he didn't mention, that this wasn't quite his field either. And if he was aware of his own contrariness right there, he didn't show it.
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In fact, this woman would be the first the vigilante would know that showed interest in any of this. Not even among Veidt's scientist had he never noticed any females.
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