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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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She shrugs. No one from her world in a long time. A very long time.
"Otherwise, yes, accurate."
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"Where I'm from, there is no such thing. Magic is left strictly to the realm of imagination. Of course, I was time-tossed myself. I went to sleep in one world, and awoke in another, a world where instant transportation was available, and the creation of food out of mid-air. Which I suppose is magical enough in and of itself."
He feels no compunctions about sharing those minor details with her, as there's no way to connect his identity to them.