voidtreckerexpress | Just a quiet moment reading

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Just a quiet moment reading

Who: Nerdanel and whoever!
Where: Library & Garden
When: Various times between platform and next stop
What: Mama Elf is available for chats, hugs, and lullabies but technically she's working. She doesn't mind interruptions!
Warnings: n/a

Garden

As she so often is, Nerdanel can be found sitting in the garden, singing softly as she works on her sculptures. The first is now finished, standing no more than two hands tall, Maedhros looks up out of stone, almost as if he might speak at any moment. She works now on the second, but will not mind company.

Library

The library is new, and therefore interesting, and Nerdanel can be found at intervals browsing through the shelves curiously, flipping through books. Alternatively, she can also be found sketching - a bas relief is taking shape under her pencil - one of the train, by the looks of things. Feel free to interrupt her for a chat!

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Nerdanel looks up and smiles.

"Well met." She dips her head in a polite bow. "I do not think we have met before? Nerdanel, at your service."

"Uh, yeah, nice to meet you." Senku turned to face her, and bowed slightly in return. It was hard to know, a lot of people seemed to prefer handshakes.

"We haven't. I'm Senku." He said, by way of introduction. "Ishigami Senku, but Senku's fine. I don't really care either way."

"Senku." She smiles, sounding out the name carefully.

"I am happy to use whichever you prefer. There are so many folk from other worlds here - I do try and be accomodating, so far as is possible! Are you seeking for anything in here in particular? I fear the shelves are still a little bare."

"It's fine, family names don't mean much in my world anymore." Senku explained, sort of without explaining and held up the textbook on knot theory.

"I'm checking these four in. Someone got me for them, they're math books. They're interesting, but I can share."

"Oh?" She tips her head curiously.

Nerdanel smiles and shakes her head. "Thank you but no - I'm content enough with my sketchbook, for the moment."

"There aren't enough people and nearly a third of them don't have family names to begin with." Senku responded. "My world is incredibly fascinating, to me at least."

He hummed. "Your loss. Math is pretty fun." Only someone like Senku would think so.

She frowns a little, worriedly.

"Not enough? Oh dear, did something go wrong?"

That makes her smile.

"My middle son Caranthir would have agreed with you!"

"Yeah. All of the humans and swallows were turned to stone, and over 3700 years later, that's where we find ourselves. There's a native population, descendants from the astronauts that were in space at the time of the attack. It's interesting." Senku hummed. "I was one of the petrified."

Nerdanel makes a distressed sound.

"Oh no. So many lives... but ... if you were one then... they are all alive? Are... are they conscious?"

Senku made a thoughtful sound as he considered her questions. "Anyone who wasn't damaged over the course of time, at least, not damaged severely, is alive. If they've lost limbs, or something to that effect, as a portion of them have, they can't be brought back." Senku admitted.

"They aren't." He shook his head. "It's like a cold sleep. I was conscious, and so was Taiju, but as far as I know thus far we were the only ones. Everyone else experienced it as an uncomfortable experience at first, but then their consciousness faded away, completely oblivious to time passing."

"I spent the entire time counting, so I'd know the date when I broke free."

Nerdanel makes another upset sound.

"Oh no... oh, those poor folk... and you? Are you alright?"

He blinked at the question. He can't actually recall anyone asking him that.

"Fine." That would have been his answer regardless if it was true or not.

"I've got the recipe I need to get everyone back, at least, those that can be saved, we just need to find a way to produce everything and advance the world enough so that they don't immediately starve to death...oh and deal with the potential threat that caused the problem in the first place. Just a few things."

She searches his face worriedly.

"If you say so." She murmurs - she's PRETTY SURE that staying alive and counting cannot be good for anyone's sanity, but she doesn't know Senku or his world well enough to say anything.

"That is good news." She nods. "But do not neglect your own health in the pursuit of the care of others!"

Senku wasn't sure what to make about the intensity of her gaze, and he glanced away despite himself. It might not have been great for his sanity, but what had followed had affected him far worse.

"Ah, I'm fine. Pretty healthy even." Senku said with a dismissive little shrug. "I've sorted out all kinds of things, including agriculture so everyone's fed and everything." He was the kind of man who took risks, albeit calculated ones.

"I'm the chief of Ishigami village." He explained slightly. "So it's kind of my job to look after everyone. We have a population of about 150. And the leader of the Kingdom of Science, which is pretty much this village and another one that Soyuz is in charge of." He wasn't kidding about small populations.

She frowns at him worriedly.

"For the moment, yes. But I know all too well that work can steal time from yourself - do not let it do so! If you are the chief of your village, then you must already begin to understand, that you need to look after yourself to look after them."

"I like doing work." Senku responded easily. "It's being here with nothing to do that's driving me crazy." He quipped. It was true, he liked being busy and having a dozen projects on the go at once. He felt much more comfortable and in his element when he had so much to do.

"You sound like the mentalist, sometimes." Senku sighed. "When he's dragging me off to the observatory."

"The mentalist?" She tips her head curiously, and smiles a little sadly, and for a moment, she looks old.

"You remind me very much of my family." She murmurs. "My husband also prefers to be busy. Too much so, at times."

"Ah, Gen. You might meet him. He's only just arrived." Senku said, waving his hand a little bit. He almost never called him by name, unless it was his full name. "He's from my world."

He hummed a bit. "I've been hearing that all my life." He snorted slightly. "My dad tried to get me to relax as a kid but, really, didn't take much."

"I will keep an eye out." She nods.

She shakes her head fondly. "You would fit right in, I think. So many of my family are the same."

"Maybe, I suppose." Senku responded. "I can't say I know much about your family." He shifted slightly, and he mentioned his dad often enough, but that was it. As far as 'family' that was officially family, it had only been the two of them.

She smiles. "I would not expect you to! But we are a family of crafters, inventors and artists, all. What of our your family?"

At least she didn't seem too put off by the fact he wasn't very good at conversation. The uncomfortable shifting was more about him than her anyway.

"Oh, well, my dad was a professor at a university, then he was an astronaut." Senku answered. "But he wasn't on Earth when the petrification happened, he was in the International Space Station, so they came back down and he's already lived out his life, uh, thousands of years ago."

"Oh no..." She says sadly. "Tis always a tragedy for a parent to outlive their child."

She has outlived all of hers, at this point, and is waiting to see if any will be returned to her.

"Did he leave you anything?"

Senku's smile was fond and sad at the same time. "Yeah. He left a lot for me. A piece of platinum, and a bit of raw gold. A record. A village full of descendants that he was hoping I could work together with to save the world. He wrote them these stories that they passed down through the years, including one about me."

It was really debatable who outlived who, after all, since he was still alive and Byakuya had died well over 3000 years before.

"My life would be a lot harder if he didn't leave behind what he did."

"That is good. I'm glad he tried his best for you." She smiles wistfully.

"I'm sure he would be proud to see what you are trying to achieve."

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