Demi
Founder
Perhaps we need some torches.
Posts: 200
EXP: 1
Characters: Snow Ariana
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Post by Demi on May 6, 2013 8:25:01 GMT -5
Everyday presented a brand new day for her to test her skills. In her rather mundane life, she found solace in the fact that her repertoire was always steadily increasing. She'd found herself playing the same role many times; behind a large screen, telling others how they are to proceed. Running her mission control from her own home was a tedious process.
However, she repeatedly broke the cycle by closing down the control and going about her own business. Now, her business was to be within the D'Centaria Library.
Driving along in her rover, she eyed the roadsides; the wild beasts of Spera all running away from the cruising vehicle. "Poor things. Can't understand modern technology," she said. Her hair began to toss as she sped up.
The pathways began to wind, now. "Almost there."
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Demi
Founder
Perhaps we need some torches.
Posts: 200
EXP: 1
Characters: Snow Ariana
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Post by Demi on May 6, 2013 12:47:55 GMT -5
The car stopped, her parking the rover in the front of the trees. Hidden well within the shrubbery was the body of metal, door ajar as the brunette stepped from the vehicle. "Hup," she grunted, reaching into the backseat to gather her bag. Pressing the button of the ignition, Snow stepped out of the rover to stand onto the ground.
Her eyes immediately drifted to the behemoth of a building in front of her. The library was always a wonder to her; she'd always been captivated by D'Centaria's doors massive walls; towering above most skyscrapers. It spanned over a few hundreds of feet. From her recent trips, she'd walked from one side to the other in an attempt to gauge the time required to get from the east to west end of a room. Five minutes was what she'd gotten before; admittedly, though, she'd spaced out at some points during her counting.
That was for the smaller sections.
Smiling to herself slightly, the young scholar began to walk toward the library in question. She wondered what she would peruse, first. Perhaps a book on Speran History, or maybe something dealing with complex Paradigm Programming. The second one seemed to be more of what she was trying to achieve. Her mind was ready for molding.
Absorb the information. Add to your experience. With knowledge, no one can ever hope to conquer you with brute force.
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