[ time to roll on out to Nonah's porter, though this has become routine after the last month or so. finding the not-sucks coffee shop is fairly straight forward, though she doesn't pass directly by the library to do so. no need to accidentally antagonize someone already on an uneven keel. ]
somewhere I have a calculus textbook I should really find
[Whoever that might be, it's certainly not him. Noh-Varr regards this with a certain amount of amusement and curiosity, mostly because he's always wanted an excuse to make one of those jokes and because he's never actually been a teacher of something so...mundane before.
He stands out. For one thing, he's the only man under 50 with purely white hair. For another, he's the only one with a borrowed math textbook.
Which he may or may not have "borrowed" from the university where his friend the odd Dr. Covington works.]
i wish i still had the ones i've had over the years...
[ Borrowing from universities sounds legitimate. Annie's had others do something similar, but probably more official, for her since she first asked for assistance.
Noh-Varr isn't hard to pick out. The math textbook is what convinces her, though she doesn't have much more than an introduction in mind when she approaches him. Just another teenager in a hoodie and loose-fitting pants, possibly of the sort used by some in yoga. (So she finds it comfortable. Government assigned work might have one very unintentional benefit.) ]
Noh-Varr?
you never think about using your textbooks again until years after you hocked them for coffee money
[It's not that he necessarily cares one way or another when people stumble over the oddness of his name, which fits no norm of any human language. But it's always interesting when people don't. When maybe they don't know it should be weird.]
Aren't you hot, wearing that?
[These appear to be the Florida fashion rules: always wear flipflops. No hoodies in summer, unless paired with the shortest shorts imaginable.]
then you remember how good the coffee was and regrets are mixed
[ Annie won't pretend she's totally comfortable, but indoors now, she's really much less bothered than running around outside. Not that she runs much of anywhere... heat exhaustion is a real and present danger. ]
But it's not so bad.
ah yes, when coffee was fresher and newer and you weren't addicted for years
[ She's very slowly cultivating any sort of appreciation or tolerance for coffee; tea, on the other hand, is the kind of luxury she knows from her world. She looks around, surveying the coffeehouse crowd. ]
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[ time to roll on out to Nonah's porter, though this has become routine after the last month or so. finding the not-sucks coffee shop is fairly straight forward, though she doesn't pass directly by the library to do so. no need to accidentally antagonize someone already on an uneven keel. ]
somewhere I have a calculus textbook I should really find
He stands out. For one thing, he's the only man under 50 with purely white hair. For another, he's the only one with a borrowed math textbook.
Which he may or may not have "borrowed" from the university where his friend the odd Dr. Covington works.]
i wish i still had the ones i've had over the years...
Noh-Varr isn't hard to pick out. The math textbook is what convinces her, though she doesn't have much more than an introduction in mind when she approaches him. Just another teenager in a hoodie and loose-fitting pants, possibly of the sort used by some in yoga. (So she finds it comfortable. Government assigned work might have one very unintentional benefit.) ]
Noh-Varr?
you never think about using your textbooks again until years after you hocked them for coffee money
[It's not that he necessarily cares one way or another when people stumble over the oddness of his name, which fits no norm of any human language. But it's always interesting when people don't. When maybe they don't know it should be weird.]
Aren't you hot, wearing that?
[These appear to be the Florida fashion rules: always wear flipflops. No hoodies in summer, unless paired with the shortest shorts imaginable.]
then you remember how good the coffee was and regrets are mixed
[ Annie won't pretend she's totally comfortable, but indoors now, she's really much less bothered than running around outside. Not that she runs much of anywhere... heat exhaustion is a real and present danger. ]
But it's not so bad.
ah yes, when coffee was fresher and newer and you weren't addicted for years
[He doesn't. His uniform breathes really well. And Kree do things differently, feeling temperature. Everything is different for them.]
Do you want coffee? I'm not sure if we'll be here awhile.
when caffeine also seemed to still do something for you in lesser amounts
[ She's very slowly cultivating any sort of appreciation or tolerance for coffee; tea, on the other hand, is the kind of luxury she knows from her world. She looks around, surveying the coffeehouse crowd. ]
I'm slow in learning to appreciate coffee.