towerofanimus | (no subject)

Characters: Sion and you
Setting: Various floors
Format: Prose or Action, I'll match what ever you want to do
Summary: Sion looking at a few of the floors along with spending way to much time in the research lab.
Warnings: None so far

Floor 25

[ After a few days of figuring out which floors were safe to venture on Sion is relaxing a little on floor 25 since it offered nice weather and a little bit of color compared to the rest of the tower. Plus after the whole candy thing relaxing was a good thing to do. ]

Floor 27

[ There was nothing like being able to use a lab again, compared to the one she had under the mansion this was well stocked and far better than what ever she managed to get her hands on while in Japan. Though there was the problem of what all the materials in the lab did since none of the chemicals were lined up differently then what she was used to. Never the less it was more than enough to allow her to continue her research for once. ]

Floor 28

[ Even though Sion didn't play an instrument she still wanted to take a look at the room since odds are Ries would want to go sometime in order to preform. Plus it was important to get a good look at what the tower offered to do for those who had free time anyway. ]

Flat | Top-Level Comments Only

How does it work?

When a substance is dried out then heated up it will oxidize changing it's color. If you use milk or lemon juice it will work, along with most substances with a high acid content.

*Enoch didn't really understand how it changed color, but it sounded like she knew what she was talking about. He was too busy thinking about the possibilities to realize he should probably be asking about lemon juice first. But then, he could just look that up later, couldn't he?* I see...what would be the most common?

Milk is the easiest to get a hold of, I would think even the cafeteria here would have some.

I'll see if I can use it... *He wasn't so sure, because it sounded so simple, but he had to try it.* Thank you for helping me.

There is no need to thank me, learning about a subject is something everyone should be able to do.

Knowledge is our most important tool, the root of all tools. *Enoch smiles, faintly nostalgic. The phrase came to him in such a way he thought he must have been taught it, though he couldn't recall where or by whom.*

Not all are as willing to share it as we are.