Robert Lutece (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
ablankpage) wrote2014-01-09 01:00 am
ablankpage) wrote2014-01-09 01:00 am
Voxophone 6/?? - Voice
[Another late night, and he's volunteered to make a pot of tea as he and his "sister" work.
So, in the kitchen, he opens the journal. It's still as good a place to store his thoughts as it is a method of communication, especially late at night when few are likely to be actively listening.]
There are constants and variables. That is the crux of our work. Constants that are measurable -- the laws of physics, for instance -- are, naturally, the more scientifically sound.
[Book in hand, waiting for the kettle to whistle, he wanders into the main room and puts a record on the player procured some time ago. The other residents of the house have proven themselves able to sleep through it when he's done it before, so he doesn't hesitate to let the sound come.
A familiar song can be heard after a moment of the player warming up.]
However, there are other constants. Things that cannot easily be measured. Things which can be relied upon to comfort, rather than affirm.
[He pauses and makes a quiet sound that's almost a chuckle.]
"A middle C vibrates at 262 Hz, no matter what the universe."
[Then, another remark, said more softly, almost to himself:] Perhaps I'm merely sentimental.
So, in the kitchen, he opens the journal. It's still as good a place to store his thoughts as it is a method of communication, especially late at night when few are likely to be actively listening.]
There are constants and variables. That is the crux of our work. Constants that are measurable -- the laws of physics, for instance -- are, naturally, the more scientifically sound.
[Book in hand, waiting for the kettle to whistle, he wanders into the main room and puts a record on the player procured some time ago. The other residents of the house have proven themselves able to sleep through it when he's done it before, so he doesn't hesitate to let the sound come.
A familiar song can be heard after a moment of the player warming up.]
However, there are other constants. Things that cannot easily be measured. Things which can be relied upon to comfort, rather than affirm.
[He pauses and makes a quiet sound that's almost a chuckle.]
"A middle C vibrates at 262 Hz, no matter what the universe."
[Then, another remark, said more softly, almost to himself:] Perhaps I'm merely sentimental.
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What's it called? And it's okay to be sentimental I suppose.
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Sorry, I forgot to introduce myself. Um...I'm Shu.
It's nice to meet you.
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Robert Lutece. Nice to meet you.
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Lutece? [Where has he heard that name before? It's familiar. Oh wait. Now he remembers.]
Are you Elizabeth's guardian?
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Though I cannot say I am much of a guardian.
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You shouldn't be so hard on yourself.
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This might sound a little strange, but have you been getting into any trouble lately?
[Shu knows Gai goes over to Elizabeth's place often. Gai's always a handful to deal with. ]
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Why?
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I'll tell you in private.
Robert, do you have a moment?
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[Shu heads for Robert's place as soon as possible. He politely knocks on the front door nervously.]
Hello?
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Please, come in.
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[Shu bows down politely to Robert and leaves his boots at the door.]
Your tea's not cold by now, is it?
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[He steps back to allow Shu in, observing him closely and offering a bow of the head.]
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[He sighs and relaxes his shoulders more. ]
Do you know someone named Gai Tsutsugami?
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[And... that tone says everything there is to say about his opinions there.]
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[Shu puts his hand to his forehead. He's going to get a headache from dealing with Gai.]
So, how did you meet?
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[Which is a diplomatic way of putting it.]
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[He sounds fond of Elizabeth.]
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[Which he doesn't approve of. But he approves of a happy Elizabeth, so.]
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[Sometimes Shu can't go to bed at night because he worries so much over these two.]
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