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[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.

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Yes, but in our experiments - mine and Belly's - in order for the resonance frequency to affect the world around us, they would have to set in two or more locations. The resulting field would faze that area, effectively creating a soft spot through which we could send things to the other side.

But within a day to 36 hours depending on the size of the object, the worlds would require equilibrium and a thing of equal mass would need to be transported back to our world.

So long as the frequencies are only be tested in a singular location, it is unlikely to shatter any glass beyond that of the lab's direct location.

Curious.

My work with Rosalind showed no need for an equilibrium, at least not in an obvious sense. Perhaps it was due to a different method of transference.

[Because, really, it doesn't mean there wasn't an eventual balancing. That might have happened through the infinite, in the possibility space. Or been made up for in an unobserved universe, balancing out the weight and loss in two others.]

What concerns me is that resonance in a universe such as this one, where there seems to be a chord rather than a single pitch, trying to resonate them all at once might affect the surrounding area in more severe ways.

The universe demands equilibrium, balance. It might not have been obvious to you, but somewhere, there was balance achieved.

[One boy saved, one boy lost. Equilibrium.]

Mm...perhaps an enclosed space. The battle dome? The simulations it runs, it could contain or at least lessen the effects should the resonance create any adverse consequences with its barriers.

The area for testing would need to be carefully chosen. The Battle Dome provides a barrier, but it also provides a concentration of machinery and electricity much of the rest of the enclosure lacks.

If something malfunctioned inside it and affected the whole structure, there could be catastrophic consequences.

[Having died in his own machine, along with his partner... those sorts of possibilities are never far from his mind.]

But it can't be too far from the village or the special resonance of the subjects would be weakened too much to calculate. ...area without electricity, close to the village...

No, the tunnels are too risky, it could collapse the entire infrastructure of the village. An abandoned house? Electronics removed?

Especially if one could gut it. Remove everything that is not structurally necessary.

One would have the space, that way and whatever equipment needed could be taken down to its necessities.

Our work requires electricity... Though I do know of an alternative.

[An alternative named "Booker DeWitt."]

One would have to work fast then. The houses repair themselves within the week, so anything removed would reappear. Repeated gutting and the necessary manpower will be required.

But you mention an alternative...? What?

The world I'm from developed an alternative to the electric company. A sort of... portable source of electricity.

An associate of mine, who is here and from the same world, has the capability of using this source.

...Most interesting... Yes, bring him. I'll ask Simon to come help carry the tuning forks and equipment. He'll likely be pleased to be taken off body duty for awhile.

But which house is best for this? It shouldn't have any close neighbors. Or at least an occupant who would not mind vacating for a few weeks.

We'd need to be careful about our selection.

Rosalind and I are still quite some time -- I would wager a year, being cautious -- from even beginning to rebuild a prototype to begin testing.

I- I built a machine that crossed worlds once, but they removed the memories from me. My brain, it isn't as it should be, it's shattered.

I'm afraid I cannot help with the machine, but the resonances - I worked with that quite often in my world. C for us, G for them.

I will speak to Rosalind. It's quite possible that because of the constant of resonance, we could use that to stabilize the Tears -- what we used to move between worlds.

There's the barrier of this world as well as its status as an anomaly, as we know universes to be, at least, to contend with, but it might prove a good method for grounding.

It's a start if nothing else.

[He starts munching popcorn again, remembering that he'd popped it earlier.]

O-oh this is most exciting! I do love it when the strange, inexplicable and impossible comes into the lab!

I look forward to future conversations and, with luck, collaboration.

Y-yes, that would be most delightful.

...

Oh! My name is Dr. Bishop. Doctor Walter Bishop. It's nice to meet you. ...Or have I met you already? It's difficult for me to keep track.

We may have. Still--

Robert Lutece. A pleasure.

[Lutece. Lutece...No, he can't remember, but it isn't unusual. He has to meet a person five or six times before he remembers their name. He could barely remember Olivia's name at first either.]

Yes. A pleasure indeed, Dr. Lutece.

Mister, I'm afraid.

I got a bit... distracted by my work when I was attempting to pursue my doctorate.

Ah well, we all distracted sometimes.

[He laughs a little, like he's remembered a joke that only he knows.]

I once forgot my pants when I went to the door. The mailman had quite the shock!

[Robert chuckles a little.]

Thought would have been quite a stir where I'm from, certainly.

Oh and where I'm from, too! I had to explain to him that I was in the middle of an experiment and he didn't seem to understand because he threw the mail down and ran. I never do see why people react so harshly to harmless situations.

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