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[OPEN] She turned her tender eyes to me, as deep as any ocean, as sweet as any harmony
Characters: Aya & OPEN
Date: First Week of April
Location: Common Room of the Hotel
Situation: SCIENCE THINGS. Specifically, Network Console lessons and/or discussions of potential experiments to come....
Warnings/Rating: None to start. Will update if necessary
Date: First Week of April
Location: Common Room of the Hotel
Situation: SCIENCE THINGS. Specifically, Network Console lessons and/or discussions of potential experiments to come....
Warnings/Rating: None to start. Will update if necessary
After making her announcement on the local Network, Aya logged out of the public console and began heading back towards the Hotel. There were few signs of illness to her now; her normal coloring had returned, energy levels were holding steady at a solid 98.6%, even when she initiated flight procedures, and all scans indicated operating at near-maximum efficiency.
She chose to walk in. Metallic boots clicking softly against the hard floor, but steps nearly inaudible whenever they touched carpet. The same route as Sokka had shown her previously brought her to the vacant room. Decently sized. Perhaps a dozen occupants could reside comfortably.
While in wait, Aya chose to utilize the few low-tech options available. Notepads. Her writing was in Oan, of course, but much of her descriptions were in numeric form. They would be easily translatable, as Math was a multi-versal language.
Besides that, if anybody asked, she could simply dictate it all verbally. She had it memorized, because of course she did.
She chose to walk in. Metallic boots clicking softly against the hard floor, but steps nearly inaudible whenever they touched carpet. The same route as Sokka had shown her previously brought her to the vacant room. Decently sized. Perhaps a dozen occupants could reside comfortably.
While in wait, Aya chose to utilize the few low-tech options available. Notepads. Her writing was in Oan, of course, but much of her descriptions were in numeric form. They would be easily translatable, as Math was a multi-versal language.
Besides that, if anybody asked, she could simply dictate it all verbally. She had it memorized, because of course she did.