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[Meiran's doing something other than training for once. In fact, she's in the library leaned over a text book, with a notebook over to the side that she's taking notes in. It takes her a moment before she notices that the camera is on, at which point she quickly reaches out and switches it off.]

[[OOC: Meiran's been keeping the fact that she's

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[Action] if that's okay

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[ Wufei's trip to the library was intended to be a short one. He'd planned to return a book and pick up a copy of the next in the series. Talk with Barton . . . Nanashi, it was still hard to think of him by the word, had encouraged him to pursue more reading for his entertainment, and he found himself engrossed in a bit of old cyberpunk. It was interesting to read how people predicted their future would go.

He nearly didn't see her, and when he does, he has to look twice. He nearly convinces himself the girl must be a near look-a-like, the Improbability Drive has done quite a lot for his perception, but he can't resist temptation. ]

Nataku? What are you doing in here?

[Action] *cackle*

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[Working on getting herself back into the assignment, Meiran doesn't notice his approach until he speaks up. At that point, she jumps and snaps the book shut, looking up at Wufei. She schools her face into an annoyed look to cover her cringe at being caught.]

It's a public library. I'm allowed.

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[ Wufei tries his best, really, but he's unable to resist a barb. ]

I didn't know you could read. [ Completely untrue. He certainly knows just how educated she actually is. ]

But why are you in here?

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[She scowls up at him, closing the book to slide it out of sight.]

I may not have gone to your fancy boarding schools, but I can read perfectly well.

[Ignoring his question.]

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[ Wufei sits across from her and eyes her with a bit of suspicion. ]

I doubt that you've suddenly taken up a hobby. Especially to the point of writing out notes.

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What, you don't think that I do anything other than train?

[Still, shifts a little to avoid making direct eye contact.]

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I'm sure you do. Written analysis isn't expected to be one of them. [ With her trying to hide the textbook, the only logical course is to reach for the notebook. He does so, turning it around so he can start reading. ]

Let's just have a look.

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[Meiran growls and turns back to glare at him, too late to keep him from grabbing the notebook.]

Give that back! It's none of your business!

[Oddly enough, the notes appear to be the start of a research paper. It's obviously not very good, but there's definite effort.]

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Of course it is. As your husband, what you're doing is my business. [ Moreso if it gives him opportunity for moments like this. ]

You were never the type to research for fun. Are you . . . attending classes? [ He's a bit surprised, but is not disapproving. This is actually a very good thing. He likes this idea. ]

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I doubt you'd accept the same logic turned on you.

[She huffs and folds her arms over her chest when it's clear that he's going to be able to read the notes regardless.]

I started this month.