SCIENCE BROS [closed but flexible]

[youbarium]

Who| The ragtag group of scientists and doctors in the planetarium. Current headcount is Dr. Zoidberg, Julian Bashir, Dr. McCoy, Mouse, and Carlos. Technically the log is closed but if you want in on the science slumber party message me!
What| Fortifying the planetarium, food raids, swapping stories from home, cooking, doing science -- basically this is a mingle log for the science pack. Feel free to start your own subthreads!
Where| Fifth floor, planetarium.
When| Week 1
Warnings/Notes| Caution： exposure to science may cause permanent eye damage.



The planetarium is one of the crown jewels of the museum, a large circular room with a domed roof. It is vast and dark, with a telescope that can view up into pace and an interactive computer system that can display constellations, past and present.

Currently, the system is down, and it doesn't look like they're too interested in fixing it. The Tributes' efforts have mostly been to get the lights working (still dim at best but at least they can see the whole room) and fortify the two entrances that lie on opposite sides of the room. They have a small pile of food stored up, stale pastries from the cafes and miscellaneous soups, sandwiches, and dry goods from the cafeteria. It'll last a few days.

Comments

[googledox]

"I try not to think about the what-could-have-beens," he said, looking away.

He really maybe needed to try to do a food run to find something he could actually digest.

When he looked back at Carlos, there was a spark of something, as if he was considering how nice it might be to go to some world, have someone look at his old friend's work, and study it for the betterment of all.

In reality, that spark was one of mischief, since he had done all those thing, performed studies, published papers, given a few lectures even.

Maybe someday, if he survived this place, and if the Legion was ever able to stop their wandering and set down roots, he might be able to do it again.

"I find myself craving sustenance so I'm going to take my leave. Your...curiosity is refreshing. I don't really make friends, but I'm not incapable of admiring certain qualities about others," he said awkwardly. "A place like this can quell curiosity like yours. Try not to let it."

[youbarium]

I don't really make friends. Well, if that was the way it was going to be, it was no skin off of Carlos's nose. As long as this Brainiac wouldn't stab them in their sleep and take their supplies, Carlos wouldn't have a problem with him. It made for an awkward goodbye, though. Talk about mixed signals.

"....right. Well, be careful out there. We began this game with our odds of survival at less than 1.2%, estimating roughly eighty-five tributes from what I saw at the Cornucopia. Now I know death isn't permanent here, but even so..." He took a breath. "What, uh, what I'm trying to say is that, logically, we're all probably going to die a horrible death sometime in the next few weeks, and I'd hate to see it happen to any of us. So, be careful."

[googledox]

Very mixed signals, but that was the whole point. He had to hide the fact he actually liked Carlos quite a bit somehow.

He looked thoughtful for a moment at the regard for his safety Carlos had.

"Your concern is appreciated," he said sincerely (more sincere than Carlos could know), and with a final nod, he got up and left.