Electricity and base magic. I'm trying to learn more about computing and robotics the way they come up here, but I still want to keep up on my artificer studies.
Oh, I'm coming up to the library now. I'm going to park.
[ Guess who has been vroom vrooming in his van this whole time--that's right, here Gorgug comes in his van!! ]
[ Actually, he's pleased Gorgug has been in his van. That's great for his book of choice. John waits in the main hall of the library, by the circulation desk. He doesn't pull up a chair or lean on the desk, just stands still and waits. There's a book tucked under his arm. ]
And yet he's coming anyway, more because he doesn't want to be rude after John Reese helped him with his questions, and there's always the chance there's a book that stands out. Always that slim possibility where you can never assume anything, except when you want to. That's the way Gorgug thinks.
He's also been thinking about this 'getting a book from the library thing', and for talking to John over the earpiece (or-- well, he has been talking ever since getting in the van, using the voice-to-text to continue their conversation), he wasn't expecting John, but he's an okay surprise to see once he wanders in, dressed as typically as he is: hoodie and jeans.
And he's polite. He wipes his feet on the door mat before he comes in farther, giving John Reese a pull of his mouth that's positive, if not too much of a smile (but also not not one. he's matching the low key vibes of the man!). He does see the book he holds, but he doesn't know what to think, glancing from it to the man's face. ]
Hey. If I find a book, I should, like, order it from Aurora, right?
[ He figures already, it wouldn't be right to gift someone a book from somebody's (two somebody's!) library, but John Reese is right here, and so Gorgug feels the need to say something. ]
[ John notes him wiping his feet, though it doesn't make a material difference; he'll still mop the floor anyway soon enough. Keeps him busy. Still, it's a nice gesture. ]
You can keep it, Finch has already given away some of the books here. Most people won't miss them and we can always get replacements if we need.
[ He takes the book out from under his arm and holds it out to Gorgug. It's titled The Camper Van Bible. ]
For you. Thought you might like it since you have a van.
[ It's a bit awkward, John isn't really used to giving gifts. Is this how you give a gift? He really doesn't know. He can't remember the last time he gave a gift. ]
[ Ohhhh. Gorgug nods, a little idly, though he does think there's a difference between Finch (or John Reese) giving away a book compared to Gorgug just taking one. But he's being given permission, so he'll accept it.
Though, he wasn't suspecting a book so quickly. He wonders very briefly if it's something to do with pirates, but-- Camper Van Bible doesn't sound very pirate-y? Is this a culture different?
Regardless, his eyes do widen a little, and he takes it with both hands. Staring at the cover, and then looking at John Reese. ]
Oh, thanks. Is there a special occasion?
[ He remembers them talking about vans, or cars, but John Reese told him to talk to someone else about them. But he didn't have to give him a book, right? ]
[ John doesn't do gestures like shrug, but he feel the itch to right now. He ignores it. He can't quite help his face falling into something that's just a hint of unsure. ]
Just thought you might like it.
[ It's actually because of a Valentine's Day challenge, but it feels awkward to say that. It is true that he thought of Gorgug, even though he wouldn't normally do such a thing. ]
[ He repeats the sound, this time delayed--this time, somehow more surprised. But softer, something he wasn't expecting; his gaze lingering on John, and then taking a second look at the book. He wasn't expecting this. He probably would have expected something because of the Valentines challenge going around?
And maybe it's inspired by it, but it's not because of it, so it's--nice. He tucks it against his stomach, moving to hold it in one hand, to keep it secure. ]
Thank you. [ That he repeats, tone touched. ] I'll read it and see what it says. I can make my van cool. I wanted to do it up.
[ He wanted to see about doing something with the creature trapped on its roof, but this works too. His friends and him used to live in it on their travels, so--maybe he can make it nicer. Because John Reese gave him a book.
And he feels bad he doesn't have anything to give back now. He'll have to think of something. Except, he sort of knows something. ]
If you ever want me to make ammo for your gun, you know, not regular bullets, or that too, I've worked with guns before. I like the challenge.
[ It feels... nice, hearing Gorgug express thanks, seeing that it means something to him. Did he ever thank Harold for his loft, for his suits? He knows he thanked him for the job, but that was when he was dying. Maybe he should say thank you for those other things. ]
If you end up changing your van, let me know.
[ Though, he's really curious about what "not regular bullets" are. ]
[ He nods to the request, and as for the explanation-- ]
I've made bullets out of light, and I learned about making netting bullets, and acidic bullets, and all the different kinds of bullets you can make for a gun even if you want a slower shot despite the muzzle velocity. I've been learning about electro magnetic pulses as bullets and bombs, too. And arrows.
[ ...He might just be getting a little excited, making a meaningless gesture of size with his free hand, his voice picking up. Even if he pauses then, and, oh right.
[ Don't worry Gorgug, John is very interested in these weird bullets. He likes guns. ]
What do light bullets do? You can make explosive bullets?
[ Bullets that explode sound exciting. He likes the sound of that, assuming that's what Gorgug meant by "bombs as bullets". He hopes that's what Gorgug meant. ]
I can make explosive bullets. And light bullets are made with light-- for fucking up shit that's weak to light.
[ He could just call it 'magic shit' to make this easier for John Reese, but it's also just life for Gorgug, so those kind of creatures probably exist in other worlds too? Clearly? ]
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I like books. Do you?
[ Please say yes, John has a book to give him. ]
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Sciences, mostly.
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What fields?
[ Don't mind him just slipping over to proper capitalisation, suddenly... ]
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[ What IS with the sudden capitalization? ]
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We even have to read some biology sometimes.
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Magic energies? Or electricity?
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You don't have to be perfect at them all, but you have to show you understand them, and then you can pick what you want to focus on.
[ Science!! Science is cool!! ]
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Oh, I'm coming up to the library now. I'm going to park.
[ Guess who has been vroom vrooming in his van this whole time--that's right, here Gorgug comes in his van!! ]
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And yet he's coming anyway, more because he doesn't want to be rude after John Reese helped him with his questions, and there's always the chance there's a book that stands out. Always that slim possibility where you can never assume anything, except when you want to. That's the way Gorgug thinks.
He's also been thinking about this 'getting a book from the library thing', and for talking to John over the earpiece (or-- well, he has been talking ever since getting in the van, using the voice-to-text to continue their conversation), he wasn't expecting John, but he's an okay surprise to see once he wanders in, dressed as typically as he is: hoodie and jeans.
And he's polite. He wipes his feet on the door mat before he comes in farther, giving John Reese a pull of his mouth that's positive, if not too much of a smile (but also not not one. he's matching the low key vibes of the man!). He does see the book he holds, but he doesn't know what to think, glancing from it to the man's face. ]
Hey. If I find a book, I should, like, order it from Aurora, right?
[ He figures already, it wouldn't be right to gift someone a book from somebody's (two somebody's!) library, but John Reese is right here, and so Gorgug feels the need to say something. ]
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You can keep it, Finch has already given away some of the books here. Most people won't miss them and we can always get replacements if we need.
[ He takes the book out from under his arm and holds it out to Gorgug. It's titled The Camper Van Bible. ]
For you. Thought you might like it since you have a van.
[ It's a bit awkward, John isn't really used to giving gifts. Is this how you give a gift? He really doesn't know. He can't remember the last time he gave a gift. ]
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Though, he wasn't suspecting a book so quickly. He wonders very briefly if it's something to do with pirates, but-- Camper Van Bible doesn't sound very pirate-y? Is this a culture different?
Regardless, his eyes do widen a little, and he takes it with both hands. Staring at the cover, and then looking at John Reese. ]
Oh, thanks. Is there a special occasion?
[ He remembers them talking about vans, or cars, but John Reese told him to talk to someone else about them. But he didn't have to give him a book, right? ]
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Just thought you might like it.
[ It's actually because of a Valentine's Day challenge, but it feels awkward to say that. It is true that he thought of Gorgug, even though he wouldn't normally do such a thing. ]
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[ He repeats the sound, this time delayed--this time, somehow more surprised. But softer, something he wasn't expecting; his gaze lingering on John, and then taking a second look at the book. He wasn't expecting this. He probably would have expected something because of the Valentines challenge going around?
And maybe it's inspired by it, but it's not because of it, so it's--nice. He tucks it against his stomach, moving to hold it in one hand, to keep it secure. ]
Thank you. [ That he repeats, tone touched. ] I'll read it and see what it says. I can make my van cool. I wanted to do it up.
[ He wanted to see about doing something with the creature trapped on its roof, but this works too. His friends and him used to live in it on their travels, so--maybe he can make it nicer. Because John Reese gave him a book.
And he feels bad he doesn't have anything to give back now. He'll have to think of something. Except, he sort of knows something. ]
If you ever want me to make ammo for your gun, you know, not regular bullets, or that too, I've worked with guns before. I like the challenge.
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If you end up changing your van, let me know.
[ Though, he's really curious about what "not regular bullets" are. ]
What are "not regular bullets"?
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I've made bullets out of light, and I learned about making netting bullets, and acidic bullets, and all the different kinds of bullets you can make for a gun even if you want a slower shot despite the muzzle velocity. I've been learning about electro magnetic pulses as bullets and bombs, too. And arrows.
[ ...He might just be getting a little excited, making a meaningless gesture of size with his free hand, his voice picking up. Even if he pauses then, and, oh right.
Reel it back in: ]
Or I can make bullets with normal gunpowder.
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What do light bullets do? You can make explosive bullets?
[ Bullets that explode sound exciting. He likes the sound of that, assuming that's what Gorgug meant by "bombs as bullets". He hopes that's what Gorgug meant. ]
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[ He could just call it 'magic shit' to make this easier for John Reese, but it's also just life for Gorgug, so those kind of creatures probably exist in other worlds too? Clearly? ]
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Things that are weak to light? [ He suddenly remembers his arrival. ] Like those shadow creatures in Nova City a while back.
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Exactly. Like those. When you've got a shadow problem, you need a light.
[ Internally, he's so proud of that... doesn't it sound so smart...! ]
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I'm not sure how much I'll need light bullets, but explosive ones sound handy. I won't say no if you're offering.
[ Explosives are great. He can always fine a use for explosives. ]
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