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towerofanimus2012-11-28 04:16 pm
ex_depaysement502) wrote in towerofanimus2012-11-28 04:16 pm
Entry tags:
when with the fortunate only
Characters: Juliet and Caster
Setting: starting on the third floor
Format: prose to start maybe a shift idc
Summary: Just because you want to research everything doesn't mean you can neglect sleep.
Warnings: I doubt you can get awful with these two.
Ever since that post, she had been looking. Sure she still had to work on the pieces people had commissioned from her, but she could take her work with her as she researched, scanning over everything since she had arrived, looking for information. Going into the archives would be work, but without a threat of dying it was too tempting. The same crew of some jaded, some naive, some interesting and others not. She needed to know, needed to not be just another lost someone in this-what had they called it-tower of animus. You could let the information dealer roam where she pleased, but you couldn't stop her once she found her second profession.
The question did remain-how would she be able to conduct herself in this new environment, seeing as she intended to return in the future and keep up with everything. That could be dealt with later, she needed the knowledge base to work off of first. Probably she'd have to find someone to fill Tom's role.
And with all of this in her head, it was easy to get distracted of the time, to be reading and reading and reading at the terminal until her eyes got heavy and her head fell onto the keyboard, accidentally sending something out to the place.
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She's fast asleep now, notebook next to the terminal, and she doesn't seem to be moving. Whoops.
Setting: starting on the third floor
Format: prose to start maybe a shift idc
Summary: Just because you want to research everything doesn't mean you can neglect sleep.
Warnings: I doubt you can get awful with these two.
Ever since that post, she had been looking. Sure she still had to work on the pieces people had commissioned from her, but she could take her work with her as she researched, scanning over everything since she had arrived, looking for information. Going into the archives would be work, but without a threat of dying it was too tempting. The same crew of some jaded, some naive, some interesting and others not. She needed to know, needed to not be just another lost someone in this-what had they called it-tower of animus. You could let the information dealer roam where she pleased, but you couldn't stop her once she found her second profession.
The question did remain-how would she be able to conduct herself in this new environment, seeing as she intended to return in the future and keep up with everything. That could be dealt with later, she needed the knowledge base to work off of first. Probably she'd have to find someone to fill Tom's role.
And with all of this in her head, it was easy to get distracted of the time, to be reading and reading and reading at the terminal until her eyes got heavy and her head fell onto the keyboard, accidentally sending something out to the place.
mkbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbik
She's fast asleep now, notebook next to the terminal, and she doesn't seem to be moving. Whoops.