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tampered2013-07-31 10:19 am
nooniensingh) wrote in tampered2013-07-31 10:19 am
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When; Today, July 31st, morning.
Rating; G
Characters; Open to anyone!
Summary; Khan is, once again, sitting at a cafe near the library, drinking tea and reading reading reading. Come pester him!
Log;
Ten days, now, he's been in this city. In that ten days, he'd procured a small apartment, a roof over his head, where he can sleep at night and maintain his hygiene. It will do...for now. How galling, though, that the ruler of half the world has to sleep in a tiny apartment.
Patience. Patience. He would get nowhere tipping his hand now. Plans were already being laid. He spends almost no time in that apartment, he has too much to learn. Hence all his time at the library.
This world's records are...spotty at best. Most of his research comes from the network, where Kirk and his cadre seem to be very active. So...he cut transmission from the network. For now. It didn't suit his purpose to try a new identity yet, not so soon. Although calling himself "John Harrison" might have been in error. If he'd been brought here, it was no leap of logic to assume others from that nest of vipers in Starfleet would be here as well. He should have picked an entirely new pseudonym. Too late now.
He sips at his chai, spiced properly without too much milk. At least this cafe could manage a proper cup of chai. Today, he's leaving off his search for historical records, and is simply reading for pleasure. He's read Being and Time before, but it was many years ago. It was time for a reread. Heidegger was a fool, but an interesting fool. It took a lot of courage to never publicly apologize for his Nazi leanings...
Rating; G
Characters; Open to anyone!
Summary; Khan is, once again, sitting at a cafe near the library, drinking tea and reading reading reading. Come pester him!
Log;
Ten days, now, he's been in this city. In that ten days, he'd procured a small apartment, a roof over his head, where he can sleep at night and maintain his hygiene. It will do...for now. How galling, though, that the ruler of half the world has to sleep in a tiny apartment.
Patience. Patience. He would get nowhere tipping his hand now. Plans were already being laid. He spends almost no time in that apartment, he has too much to learn. Hence all his time at the library.
This world's records are...spotty at best. Most of his research comes from the network, where Kirk and his cadre seem to be very active. So...he cut transmission from the network. For now. It didn't suit his purpose to try a new identity yet, not so soon. Although calling himself "John Harrison" might have been in error. If he'd been brought here, it was no leap of logic to assume others from that nest of vipers in Starfleet would be here as well. He should have picked an entirely new pseudonym. Too late now.
He sips at his chai, spiced properly without too much milk. At least this cafe could manage a proper cup of chai. Today, he's leaving off his search for historical records, and is simply reading for pleasure. He's read Being and Time before, but it was many years ago. It was time for a reread. Heidegger was a fool, but an interesting fool. It took a lot of courage to never publicly apologize for his Nazi leanings...
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He should not sit down. He absolutely should not. Except he seems to make up his mind pretty quickly, setting his coffee down and pulling the chair out from the table.
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"There's no stock market, either. The currency seems to exist only by fiat, which is a dangerous thing. It leads to inflation."
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"I've been here a year and it's the same value as always." Not that he knows much beyond High School Econ. "Maybe they've got a system, it's not something people ask. They're usually more worried about the curses."
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"Mm. Yes, I've heard about those."
He's actually quite interested to see if the 'curses' will even affect him. From a strictly scientific standpoint, anyway. Would his superior genetic structure save him? Or make it worse? Inquiring minds want to know.
"It truly is a shame, it seems as if this whole world is geared toward day-to-day survival. People are capable of so much more than that. Wouldn't you agree?"
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He still has a death grip on his coffee but he's clearly listening. "But day to day survival is important too. No point aiming if you can't get yourself off the ground."
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That earns him a smile of genuine approval, and then he leans forward with a hand extended to shake.
"John Harrison. Pleasure to meet you, Mister...?"
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He doesn't want to touch him - actually he doesn't want to do anything. He wants to run as fast as he can. So he shakes John's hand and tries not to cringe, "Robert Grayson."
HA. Because Scott said his name, right? So he should totally lie about that.
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Oh, that probably just gave Stiles a happy little thrill. Not that Khan would know that. He never really had time for comic books when he was conquering half the planet.
"So tell me, have you been living here very long? I've spoken to a few, but there seems to be no solid consensus as to length of time."
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"Almost a year, though I don't know to the exact day. I keep getting kicked out and dragged back in."