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 Posted: Sun Sep 11, 2011 4:33 pm
Time seemed to go by so slowly when you couldn't accurately judge the time by the sun being in the sky or not and it didn't help that you couldn't even leave the outpost without having a terrorist "escort you". To be honest, it felt a bit like a prison, a prison with no hopes of escape and a constant threat of danger. He had heard the rumours that had quickly spread around the Surrounding about the attacks on four people.
There was only one up side to the skyless world he was in, and that was all of the science that was around him. There were so many books, not that he could read them, but he had been told they were research. He couldn't help but curiously look over them in his free time, looking at the pictures to try and figure out what exactly each book was about. It was a stimulating way to pass the time, but the most stimulating way was looking at the science implements. Many of them were so familiar to implements that he had on Earth that sometimes he was able to even forget.
So that's where he was, studying the implements quietly in one of the rooms. He was almost in his own world in an outer-worldly place.
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Posted: Mon Sep 12, 2011 10:55 pm
It was situations like these that made Felix wonder why he had never bothered to purchase a watch. He supposed it didn’t matter though, even if he knew the date or time it wouldn’t have benefited him much. Over the past few days, he was confident that at least a few days had passed by now, Felix had grown used to going to sleep when he was too tired and waking up when he couldn’t rest anymore. It appeared to work, since he was not alone when he woke up or when he slept.
Felix still considered the Zodiac senshi a peculiar, perhaps still a bit suspicious group, but so far they were quite generous for opening up their outposts to the crowd of civilians. However, he couldn’t really bring himself to label the senshi as ‘terrorists.’ It was undeniable that the term was befitting of some of the soldiers, but not all of them. For him, it was a case by case basis.
He stifled a yawn, a hand combing through his hair as he aimlessly wandered the halls of the Aquarius outpost. By now he had already surveyed most of the building, but he had yet to grow bored of merely looking around and ambling among the literature and tools. It was comforting, despite the foreign texts and the slightly unfamiliar instruments. Half-lidded eyes curiously eyed the other man in the room while Felix ran his hand over the weak spines of the books. A shame he couldn’t pull them out and flip through the pages. “Do you know how to use them? They look different, but not too much.” He became quiet after that, not bothering to fill the potential silence with more conversation.
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Posted: Sat Sep 17, 2011 8:50 pm
Cameron had spent a good amount of his time identifying and studying the unknown objects in Aquarius Outpost. The books were intellectually stimulating but they also pressed a constant struggle which often brought a large grumble from the young man. He could deny it all he wanted but linguistics were far from Cameron's strong suit, second string compared to science. Cameron stood on the top of the pyramid when science was involved and he was damn proud of that.
Most of the instruments may have looked different but Cameron seemed to be looking at them as if they were something he'd seen all his life. Did he know what they were called? No, he hadn't a clue. He wasn't even entirely sure what they were used for but he had a pretty good educated guess on what most of them did based on instruments on Earth and his general science knowledge. He refused to admit he might be wrong, there's no way he was. The man had a lot of ego and a lot of opinions on other people.
"I'm still doing experiments on some of them but," he said without even looking up to see who was talking to him. In the silence, Cameron was tinkering with the object some more, seeming to not care that he hadn't finished his sentence and that someone was there. He waited until he finished what he was doing, and then he set it down on the table.
"Believe it or not, they have a telescope up here." Or at least it seemed to function very similarly to one. It was absolutely useless in this room unless you wanted to stare at a blur. "It seems sort of redundant."
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Posted: Mon Sep 19, 2011 9:25 pm
Unlike Cameron, Felix had not bothered to pour over the books in a futile attempt to understand the language. He was far more comfortable punching in a string of numbers or observing the fine details of the world around him, perhaps even curled up in his room with a book—that he could read and understand—in his arms. Linguistics was a definite weak point for Felix. His prose was sufficient and it was a miracle he had managed to learn French (he hypothesized that it was his mother’s ominous, looming shadow peeking through the door).
“Experimenting?” That implied that Cameron had been fiddling with the tools. In fact, at this very moment Cameron was doing just that. While Felix was curious and mildly tempted to do some hands-on learning himself, the idea of angering Aquarius unsettled him. Had he been in the Zodiac’s position, he would definitely be furious if he found strangers tinkering with his instruments, especially foreign ones that others most likely did not know how to operate. Of course, the instruments looked quite familiar…
“A telescope…That one?” He scanned the room before identifying a machine that seemed like one and pointed at it. “That’s true, but perhaps she placed it here for safekeeping, although I don’t know why this room out of all the rooms she could’ve picked.” A pause, before Felix posed an actual question this time. “Have you spent most of your time here? I’ve actually used my free time to explore the other outposts. A rather unique experience after all, to be in space.”
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Posted: Sun Sep 25, 2011 5:12 pm
Cameron did not care in the least what the terrorist b***h otherwise named "Aquarius" thought of him tinkering with the equipment because as far as he concerned it was his right to do so. After all, if they had the right to try and say that they themselves could leave but conveniently they couldn't take any of the civilians back with them then they would have to deal with the consequences of their actions and those consequences involving sedating the curious intellect of a very unstimulated man.
"Yeah," he said in reply, although what he was replying to wasn't explained any further. He certainly wasn't going to stop what he'd be living for because he'd suddenly been tossed out of his reality. Factually, he needed something to keep himself from leaping off the rainbow road and off to the Land of Oz.
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Posted: Fri Sep 30, 2011 11:20 pm
Actually, Felix was still perplexed by the mere existence of a rainbow road in space. He wasn’t too shocked about the trail—it was as surreal as the rest of his situation—but the spectrum color scheme really put him off. He did not like rainbows, much less rainbow-colored roads in the far reaches of the solar system.
Cameron did not elaborate further and Felix kept quiet rather than attempt to prolong the conversation. Arms crossed, Felix leaned against the side of a bookcase before briefly observing Cameron as the other man continued to fiddle with the foreign tools. It didn’t take long for Felix to grow bored. He wiped his hands over a table, covered in a thin layer of dust which he rubbed away. Most of the dirt clung to his skin and clothes, while the rest billowed up into a mini cloud. His lips twisted into a frown, but kept idly cleaning away.
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