Some children are born completely without imagination. They may look like they imagine, but what they're actually doing is going through the motions and following in footsteps. They make no discoveries of their own
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"For the love of- I am trying to work! Important scientific research and you're-" Nikola said scowling at the empty room before he looked down. Ah, children. Wonderful. First, Helen was involved with the concubine and now he was getting disturbed by children. Nikola put his hands on his hips, pushing the lab coat behind him and glared down at the pair. "Were you never taught how to be quiet?"
Doctors are supposed to wear white coats but Rollie never does and Paul kust wears scrubs. Karen and Josiah study him for a moment. They might not be related by blood but the look is eeriely similar.
"They don't teach you that in school here," she says. At her old school, the teacher used to make you put your finger on your lips. "And anyway, we're just playing. Are you a doctor?"
"Perhaps they should then. Do I look like a Doctor?" Nikola replied. Nikola had certainly studied enough medicine and genetics to be a Doctor but well, his beside manner was lacking to say the least. Nikola looked at the children staring at him in an unnerving identical manner before he looked for parents he could scold. Nikola sighed when he realised it was just them. "I'm a scientist. A very important one doing very important... things."
"You're wearing a white coat. Doctors wear those," reasoned Karen as she continues to study him. Rollie says that she reminds him of a lizard when she pulls that face.
"Doctors also wear ridiculous scrubs in shades of pastel and look like they care. I can assure you, I don't." Nikola replied, though that wasn't quite true. He cared, sort of, if it affected him. "I'm trying to discover a cure for radiation poisioning specific to that originating from a time dilation field."
"Of course he has, how old is Paul?" Nikola said wondering what sort of grown man worn scrubs with teddy bears on. But then it took nothing short of a complete catastrophe to remove Nikola from his suits and lab coats, he couldn't ever imagine wearing scrubs no matter how many times he had pretended to be a Doctor. "Well, let's put it this way my friend got sick from reversing the polarity of the neutron flow. Does that sound more fun? Should I add a villain to the story too?"
"Old." When you're nine, anything older than twenty is a flat-line. Karen huffs her hair out of her face and narrows her eyes. "Now you're just being patronising. Which isn't very nice."
Nikola looked at the girl interesed for a moment. Not many children knew the word patronising or understood it. Nikola had always wanted a protege, a minion to bend and shape.
"I was and I'm not... nice. Science doesn't wait for niceties. How do you know a word like patronising?" Nikola asked.
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"They don't teach you that in school here," she says. At her old school, the teacher used to make you put your finger on your lips. "And anyway, we're just playing. Are you a doctor?"
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"What kind of important things?"
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"That sounds really boring," she says.
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"I was and I'm not... nice. Science doesn't wait for niceties. How do you know a word like patronising?" Nikola asked.
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