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sᴇᴠᴇʀᴜs. ([personal profile] darkart) wrote in [community profile] ataraxionlogs2014-04-12 12:52 am

( open ) show me how to lie

CHARACTERS: severus snape & a variety of people patient* enough to put up with his ass. (*maybe)
LOCATION: various.
WARNINGS: tba.
SUMMARY: open log for april.
NOTES: if you want to do something but can't think of an opener, feel free to send me a pm, i don't mind writing starters!


Maybe, Severus reflects as he stares down at his arm in the privacy of his small quarters, the whole department thing was a bad idea. SCI » 028 » 084. It inspires a kind of tired bitterness in him thinking about the advances muggles have made in science while wizardkind have hidden away and gotten very good at hovering in place. He remembers the American venture of Apollo 11, remembers the terror and wonder of it, nine years old and imagining if that's what these slow and dull creatures can do just think, just think, what's waiting for him in the world his mother comes from.

SCI. SEC. OPR. He imagines arrangements in three letters for other headings. For gravity management or temporal repair, for mysteries and healing. Science is such a lifeless word and here he is with it stamped next to another, older brand, both self-chosen in one way or another. Xenobiology is a joke and he knows it but his interest is real, and his determination is true - if he has to crowbar magic into this place with stubborn viciousness and arguments then so be it. He won't be trapped here otherwise and damn everyone who disbelieves or shrugs it off or rolls their eyes. They are incomplete people. They have to build machines to see just a fraction what he breathes and touches and manipulates. And he will not hide from them.

He works, both in the "safe" laboratory they've been shuffled to in accordance to security's fussing, and also up in the burned-out attic space of the forsaken genetics rooms. He senses the instability, but doesn't fear it. He cooks meals and occasionally tolerates company, he visits the gardens - for royalty or for his own version of hunting; he considers trying to plant things, has little aborted fantasies of potion-brewing, but doesn't go anywhere with it. He contemplates a dozen projects and, hell, maybe he'll do all of them. It's not like he's going anywhere anytime soon.
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[personal profile] forgodssake 2014-04-18 07:16 am (UTC)(link)
Neither of us have to do any of those things, currently.

[ They are in space. Not just in space, but the space of a dimension that probably bears little resemblance to their own. His chin settles into hand, studying the other man a little. ]

I'd wondered. If your defense persisted always, or if you were specifically keeping guard in my presence.
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[personal profile] forgodssake 2014-04-18 07:45 am (UTC)(link)
What happened when you weren't?

[ Charles is aware that that's a risky sort of question. Perhaps not his business. But he cannot read it, and so he lends voice to it.

Of course, it could also go nowhere. There's an apologetic smile nesting subtle in the corner of his mouth, for all that his gaze is interested. ]
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[personal profile] forgodssake 2014-04-18 08:01 am (UTC)(link)
[ The natural thing would be to disbelieve, once on a thread of assumption. If Charles does, he doesn't raise it in conversation -- there's a querying pinch at his brow, as if this has done little to assuage curiousity. ]

I suppose not everyone must learn the hard way, [ he says instead. ]
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[personal profile] forgodssake 2014-04-18 08:12 am (UTC)(link)
[ That's cute that you think so and Xavier isn't simply biding his time.

And stung, somewhat, by his efforts where the Winter Soldier has been concerned. Where Erik is concerned.

But no one ever said that Charles learns the hard way. That he learns at all. ]


Who isn't, really.

[ Dryly stated. His smile is thin, consciously rueful. ]
Edited 2014-04-18 08:13 (UTC)
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[personal profile] forgodssake 2014-04-18 08:29 am (UTC)(link)
No.

[ For all that Charles has no idea what that means and why it's being referenced now. But he's good for following lines of conversation, when he hasn't his own bulldozing agenda.

So he says; ]


Tell me.
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[personal profile] forgodssake 2014-04-18 08:40 am (UTC)(link)
[ Charles squints a little at this first part, but by now, he's well used to the casual mentions of ludicrous things for all that a...

...psychic, political, talking hat is absolutely stretching the bounds of acceptable lunacy. ]


That's quite the tradition. If you're making some sort of unflattering comparison--
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[personal profile] forgodssake 2014-04-18 09:20 am (UTC)(link)
[ That gets a laugh -- surprised, easily awarded, a vaguely abashed ruffle of fingers through his own hair. ]

I'm taking that as a compliment, even if it's not meant to be. I suppose I know where you wound up, though.

[ Obviously the studious bookworm house. :D ]
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[personal profile] forgodssake 2014-04-18 09:54 am (UTC)(link)
[ Studious is vaguely disparaging, Charles thinks. He rightly guesses that it's supposed to connote intellect if you're anyone but Severus Snape. Brave idiots is enough said. Hufflepuff given credit, ostensibly for being more or less out of the way.

And then there's Slytherin. ]


The naming conventions of your entire universe are absolutely delightful, I'll give you that. And yes, that does so sound like you.

[ It's a little joking. Sort of. ]

But isn't there a little of those things in everyone, I should think? Perhaps not everyone, but most. Or is it simply where one would feel most successful?