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Chance favors the prepared mind
Who: Albert Heinrich and Walter Bishop
Where: Forest quadrant
When: Evening of the 8th
Style: Prose
Status: Closed
Despite his general quietness on the network in wariness of being peered at by the powers that be, Albert does check it quite often. In the case of today, he'd stumbled across Sol's post in regards to science and mentally flagged the post as useful. After all, when you're a cyborg far from your maker, repairs tend to be a little difficult to make should they be necessary. His attention is caught not by the mechanical scientific knowhow but by another topic. It spurs him to send Walter a brief message, an invitation to an evening's walk through the trees. Nothing suspicious at all.
He has certain things on his mind though, in light of recent information that he's gathered. Not information about the bubble, but that about the future of his own timeline, about the fates of his friends, and he suspects - given Walter's line of work - that the aging scientist can help.
Albert waits for Walter to arrive on the edge of the forest quadrant with a lit cigarette in his mouth, hands deep in the pockets of his overcoat, and hopes the man can give him the information he needs.
Where: Forest quadrant
When: Evening of the 8th
Style: Prose
Status: Closed
Despite his general quietness on the network in wariness of being peered at by the powers that be, Albert does check it quite often. In the case of today, he'd stumbled across Sol's post in regards to science and mentally flagged the post as useful. After all, when you're a cyborg far from your maker, repairs tend to be a little difficult to make should they be necessary. His attention is caught not by the mechanical scientific knowhow but by another topic. It spurs him to send Walter a brief message, an invitation to an evening's walk through the trees. Nothing suspicious at all.
He has certain things on his mind though, in light of recent information that he's gathered. Not information about the bubble, but that about the future of his own timeline, about the fates of his friends, and he suspects - given Walter's line of work - that the aging scientist can help.
Albert waits for Walter to arrive on the edge of the forest quadrant with a lit cigarette in his mouth, hands deep in the pockets of his overcoat, and hopes the man can give him the information he needs.
no subject
Still, it's not like he has a choice, and despite the scattered way Walter has, he does seem to know what he's talking about at the core.
"I'll keep an eye out for it. ...And it's Albert."
He must be a little insane himself.
no subject
It's a good thing he's willing to experiment on himself before others.