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In the ever-shifting architecture and torrent of cosmic transients that make up the Nexus, new arrivals are one of the only constants. Time and tide march on, but as sure as one being leaves, so will another crash upon that far-flung shore.
Or walk through a door, that also works. Lacks poetry, though. The latest arrival is a dark-haired young man who seems to be tripping over a small doll of himself, while appearing utterly surprised that the door under his hand actually opened.
The stumble is brief, though; he's quick to straighten into that artfully-rumpled state of composure all twentysomethings seem to perfect as a matter of course. He bends to scoop up the doll, tucking it into a jacket pocket before turning his attention again to the occasionaly-Euclidean sprawl of the Nexus. The poor bastard, it's inevetable that he'll see the sign.
"Nn! Excuse me, pardon. This is... not what I expected. Which, I suppose, brings me to a question worth asking; is it better to curb one's interest for the sake of protocol, or to pursue curiosity at the risk of being rude?"
((Snzzzx. The mun snores, and the character dangles in temporal limbo (but not like a scarecrow). Please leave a message at the sound of the tone, and all tags will be answered in due time.))
Or walk through a door, that also works. Lacks poetry, though. The latest arrival is a dark-haired young man who seems to be tripping over a small doll of himself, while appearing utterly surprised that the door under his hand actually opened.
The stumble is brief, though; he's quick to straighten into that artfully-rumpled state of composure all twentysomethings seem to perfect as a matter of course. He bends to scoop up the doll, tucking it into a jacket pocket before turning his attention again to the occasionaly-Euclidean sprawl of the Nexus. The poor bastard, it's inevetable that he'll see the sign.
"Nn! Excuse me, pardon. This is... not what I expected. Which, I suppose, brings me to a question worth asking; is it better to curb one's interest for the sake of protocol, or to pursue curiosity at the risk of being rude?"
((Snzzzx. The mun snores, and the character dangles in temporal limbo (but not like a scarecrow). Please leave a message at the sound of the tone, and all tags will be answered in due time.))