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Aya ([personal profile] looksfine) wrote in [community profile] tushanshu_logs2015-04-07 09:07 pm

[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


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.
irishthor: (feeleducated)

[personal profile] irishthor 2015-04-29 09:20 am (UTC)(link)
"Well, I only say that I'm not the best at readin' because there isn't much call for it where I'm from." He leans forward on the desk, resting his forearms on it. "I'm a fast learner."
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[personal profile] irishthor 2015-05-02 05:16 pm (UTC)(link)
"Perhaps." He remarks, shrugging. "I can't promise anything."
irishthor: (sideshot)

[personal profile] irishthor 2015-05-11 08:56 am (UTC)(link)
"Well, then." He smiles, leaning back in his chair. "I await your instruction."