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Woody Hunt ([info]woodyhunt) wrote in [info]chaos_theory_rp,
@ 2008-04-23 10:27:00

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Entry tags:ongoing thread, peter torkarov, woody hunt

Late Afternoon,
Wednesday, April 23rd 2008
Martin Luther King Memorial Library


It looked much better from the outside than in, this edifice of black steel and smoked glass. Leaky ceilings and broken elevators plague the readers moving listlessly around in the enforced hush. Designed in a less energy efficient age and treated with neglect, the library would cost more to put right than it would to pull down and build anew. At the height of summer, it's a pressure cooker, hot and close; even with spring cloud it's still rather warm. Not that Woody minds -- he's using his coat and jumper as a cushion because the chairs are all too low for him (or the tables too high). There are pens and paper on the table and he's reading a huge, illustrated, leather bound book that looks like it could weigh as much as himself. His headphones are on, despite the posted signs, but they make no noise. Why should they? They're not plugged in to anything.



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[info]setecastronomy
2008-04-23 02:31 pm UTC (link)
Peter was curled up in a chair, as much as someone that lanky could manage. Reading in a corner, a random popular novel that he'd pulled off the shelf of new books, and looking surprisingly young. And tired - his eyes had passed from puffy to sunken sometime in the last week.

But it was a public place, which meant it was mostly safe, and it was a decent drive from northwest D.C., which meant he might manage an hour's respite before going back to take care of the girls.

Something was buzzing at the edges of his consciousness, but he was too tired to recognize what it was.

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[info]woodyhunt
2008-04-24 12:19 pm UTC (link)
Woody scribbled something down, marked his place in his huge book and closed it. He jumped down from his chair and wandered along the stacks, idly trailing his fingers against the book jackets, picking one out before taking an abrupt right and strolling up to the vending machine. He had to stand on tiptoe to reach the coin slot. The machine spat out a plastic cup, filled it with coffee, and dropped a lid on it. Woody carefully pressed the lid on tight and then, carrying it and his new book, wandered back towards his seat. As he passed Peter, he placed the coffee on the closest available surface, and kept going without comment, back to his work.

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[info]setecastronomy
2008-04-27 05:25 pm UTC (link)
Blink. Coffee? Blink. Kid?

Not another one. He picked up the coffee and his book, unfolded himself from the chair, and wandered over to Woody's spot.

"Thanks. I think." He eyed the boy carefully, looking for clues. Just when you thought you got a break, it turned out deities were popping up all over. Again. He really needed to research D.C. a bit more, see what the lines of power looked like here - no pun intended.

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[info]woodyhunt
2008-04-27 05:43 pm UTC (link)
"You're welcome." Woody smiled up at him. One pupil was blown, but perhaps in this library -- not known for its bright lighting -- that wouldn't be noticable. "Do you know Pierre L'Enfant?"

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[info]setecastronomy
2008-04-27 05:53 pm UTC (link)
Peter nodded. "The designer for D.C. Yes, of course. I was thinking more esoterically, though." A faint smile. What was normal, anyway? "I'm Peter." Ogma. He waited to see if the kid picked up on it, and how much. And drank some coffee.

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[info]woodyhunt
2008-04-27 07:51 pm UTC (link)
"People like to say L'Enfant left out J Street because of a grudge against Jefferson or James Jay. Some people like to say he didn't leave it out at all, but you have to know the secret way to find it. Some people say those are urban legends and it was just left out to stop I and J streets being mixed up."

Woody smiled.

"Which do you think?"

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[info]setecastronomy
2008-05-08 07:12 pm UTC (link)
He sat in a chair across from Woody. "Speaking as a historian, I favor the urban legend theory, considering I and J were written the same until Latin stopped being the common language of anyone literate. But I kind of hope it's more interesting than that."

A half-shrug. "Does it really matter, unless I have to go on a quest to find J street?"

He was half joking. Probably.

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[info]woodyhunt
2008-05-09 01:55 am UTC (link)
Woody considered this, serious.

"In volume one of Life of Reason, George Santayana wrote 'Those who cannot remember the past are condemned to repeat it.'"

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[info]setecastronomy
2008-05-12 02:12 pm UTC (link)
"I think perhaps there are more important things in the past to remember than why a street was left out." Half-smile. "But then, who can say, if it's been forgotten? Perhaps some centuries from now another city will be built, and another letter will be left out."

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[info]woodyhunt
2008-05-12 02:59 pm UTC (link)
"I think that would be sad," Woody sighed. "All that pointless repetition, just because someone decided some particular thing wasn't important enough."

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[info]setecastronomy
2008-05-13 08:23 am UTC (link)
"Mmm." His inability to place the kid was getting to him; he rubbed his eyes, drank more coffee. "Someone, someones. At least we occasionally learn."

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[info]woodyhunt
2008-05-13 08:36 am UTC (link)
"Do we?" Woody didn't wait for an answer. "Do you believe in Karma, Mister Torkarov?"

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[info]setecastronomy
2008-05-13 08:49 am UTC (link)
"I believe in fate. In destiny."

Interesting. This one was definitely interesting. "Perhaps some of that's related to karma. Why do you ask?"

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[info]woodyhunt
2008-05-13 08:59 am UTC (link)
Woody shook his head. "Karma is the turning wheel. There is no fate but karma."

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[info]setecastronomy
2008-05-13 09:03 am UTC (link)
"What happens if someone tries to alter another's karma?" Hypothetically speaking, of course.

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[info]woodyhunt
2008-05-13 09:11 am UTC (link)
"People can only change their own karma. A man intent on his own misfortune will starve at your banquet table."

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