Jedikiah Price (contradictions) wrote in madisonvalley, @ 2019-01-17 06:05:00 |
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Entry tags: | !closed, !log, jedikiah price (contradictions), ~2019 january, ~25 points, ~~john young (isnotyourson) |
Who: Jedikiah Price and John Young
What: Not a happy run-in
When: Backdated to Wednesday evening
Where: Starbucks
Warnings: TBA
Status: Closed/On-going
Jedikiah hadn't been in town long at all but he already knew that the town wasn't nearly as normal as it looked on the surface. It couldn't be, just by virtue of the fact that he'd been pulled there and that wasn't a thing that happened. An odd denial coming from a man in his situation, but the fact was that as a general rule? This sort of thing didn't happen. Homo superior were the exception to the rule, and they were the weird in his world.
The most important thing he knew so far? Was that John was there -- and not terribly happy to see him. That... wasn't exactly surprising. No matter what, John hadn't been happy with him. John would never be happy with him. It was something Jedikiah would just have to work on learning to accept, and he knew that. Somewhere, some part of him knew it. But there was a vast difference between knowing and accepting it, and he hadn't quite crossed that yet.
One thing he had accepted already, though, was that he would have to learn about this place and do it quickly. There was more to it than the dubiously-prepared welcome wagon had told him, and he distrusted the immediate greeting from the network -- which didn't mean he distrusted the network. It just meant that he needed to dig back further for a more accurate picture. Which meant that he'd tucked himself away at Starbucks with a cup of coffee and the cheap laptop he'd picked up at Walmart while stocking the apartment. He might want to throw the laptop at the wall in a day or two -- critical, picky bastard -- but it would do until he had a paycheck and could actually do something about it.
As he sat there, digging back and skimming old posts, occasionally writing something down on a notepad and then going back to his digging, it rather disconcertingly took him back to the days when he'd actually still been a scientist. And it made him miss those days. Shaking his head, he went for his coffee and took a sip.