"Hm, what?" Is he still talking? Who even cares. Look at all this stuff. She moves fluidly around the room, staring dreamily at each little workstation, the tech, the consoles, the equipment. A row of Erlenmeyer flasks full of bubbling liquids, each with numbers beneath. Oh man. Oh jeez.
"You just asked two questions that answered each other, and another that I literally just answered in action," she says distractedly. "I did it with science. That was science right there, you witnessed it happening. Yes, it's how I got in here. That and the being invisible thing."
She approaches one of the scientists, leaning close, sort of exhilarated wondering just how close she can get. "Science works different where I'm from than in... most other universes that I've heard about so far," she says, her focus still very much on the balding, bespectacled man before her. She reaches a hand halfway toward him, fingers twitching in anticipation. "It's complicated. Don't worry about it."
Ordinarily she'd love to explain it, but she trusts Rashad about as far as she could throw him. And also, she's practically breathing on this scientist and he has no fucking clue. And she had falafel for breakfast.
"Shit this is so weird," she murmurs, and then finally reaches out her hand and waves it in front of his face.
Nothing. Not even a blink. He keeps staring at his tablet like nothing happened.
She backs away slightly, grinning and just barely not squealing in excitement. "I don't know what the fuck is happening to us, but it is pretty neat," she declares.
And it is at this moment that her eye catches just what is on the tablet that has this scientist's attention. She tilts her head slightly, then leans down to stare at it.
It's an active weather map. Tracking a particular storm system over Manhattan. This isn't her jam at all but she knows enough to recognize a storm system.
It's not current, either. This is from yesterday. Why's he concerned about that? She moves around him to look at his notes, and skims uncomprehendingly for a moment.
"The rain," she murmurs suddenly. "The rain - the rain! Holy shit." She spins around, pointing her finger at Rashad. "You. Yesterday. Did you get rained on?"
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"You just asked two questions that answered each other, and another that I literally just answered in action," she says distractedly. "I did it with science. That was science right there, you witnessed it happening. Yes, it's how I got in here. That and the being invisible thing."
She approaches one of the scientists, leaning close, sort of exhilarated wondering just how close she can get. "Science works different where I'm from than in... most other universes that I've heard about so far," she says, her focus still very much on the balding, bespectacled man before her. She reaches a hand halfway toward him, fingers twitching in anticipation. "It's complicated. Don't worry about it."
Ordinarily she'd love to explain it, but she trusts Rashad about as far as she could throw him. And also, she's practically breathing on this scientist and he has no fucking clue. And she had falafel for breakfast.
"Shit this is so weird," she murmurs, and then finally reaches out her hand and waves it in front of his face.
Nothing. Not even a blink. He keeps staring at his tablet like nothing happened.
She backs away slightly, grinning and just barely not squealing in excitement. "I don't know what the fuck is happening to us, but it is pretty neat," she declares.
And it is at this moment that her eye catches just what is on the tablet that has this scientist's attention. She tilts her head slightly, then leans down to stare at it.
It's an active weather map. Tracking a particular storm system over Manhattan. This isn't her jam at all but she knows enough to recognize a storm system.
It's not current, either. This is from yesterday. Why's he concerned about that? She moves around him to look at his notes, and skims uncomprehendingly for a moment.
"The rain," she murmurs suddenly. "The rain - the rain! Holy shit." She spins around, pointing her finger at Rashad. "You. Yesterday. Did you get rained on?"