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[impenetrable]

Who: Anyone
When: Day 25, late morning
Where: Anywhere
What: Mingle!

[Lunch has passed, what's everyone doing now?]

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[intellectum]

[sitting outside Apartment Z, reading a book]

[impenetrable]

[sitting at the edge of safety and the wild nature close by]

... That was a terrible shot.

[reversedemperor]

[ Frowns, looking over his gun. ]

At least I hit it.

[impenetrable]

Barely.

[reversedemperor]

A nick is better than not at all.

[pencilpremonition]

Reading something good?

[intellectum]

Sort of. It's an old book.

[and it is showing its wear. The title is "Cetan Traveller's Tales"]

[impenetrable]

Yeah, well winner gets to go claim his prize. [jerks a thumb toward that nicked monster]

[pencilpremonition]

Don't you want something new to read?

[intellectum]

I haven't asked Henrietta for new material yet. [trails a finger along the spine] This has sentimental value.

[pencilpremonition]

[She reaches into her bag and pulls out a book and hands it to him. It's handwritten, but good quality. It includes pictures and diagrams, and is an encyclopaedia of Thusia's wildlife that Becca knows about (which is probably 60% of the nature page, mostly just the common animals, though Bob has an entry.]

Here, if you want to be a nerd, this is important reading. And I'm making it for people to read.

[intellectum]

[his eyes light up]

What is that? I didn't know anyone catalogued in this place.

[impenetrable]

[pauses and peers, trying to read the title of the book]

[intellectum]

[It says "Cetan Traveler's Tales" and looks like it's gonna fall apart]

((note, he's an empath))

[impenetrable]

[that book's going to fall apart before he finishes it]

[intellectum]

[without looking up]

Can I help you?

[impenetrable]

You should get that taped up before you lose the pages.

[intellectum]

I'll put that on my list. Thank you for your suggestion.

[impenetrable]

Old favorite?

[intellectum]

No.

A friend gave it to me. It was, you could say, my first gift.

[hyanaimne]

[doing her best not to block his light as she leans over a bit to see what he's reading]

[intellectum]

[doesn't even notice, deeply engrossed]

[the title is Cetan Traveler's Tales]

[hyanaimne]

[muted curiousity, in that "I wonder what it's about but it would be rude to interrupt" sort of way]

[intellectum]

You can ask.

[hyanaimne]

[blinks a bit and tilts her head some]

You seemed very into it; I didn't want to bother you just yet.