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Dr. Ratio

"There's no rush."

Dr. Ratio

Greetings, I am Veritas Ratio.

Dr. Ratio

Knowledge should flow freely between people, and the same fate should befall truth. You can ask me about technical problems at any moment, and I shall do my utmost to give you a reply.

Dr. Ratio

But before you ask, remember to establish best practices for intense self-rumination, and remember that time is precious for everyone, as for me, so for you.

Dr. Ratio

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[curingidiocy]

[ Oh! Someone who is an actual researcher, and not simply familiar with higher education. Even if he was just as mediocre as most of his colleagues, having someone around to handle the busywork would lighten his workload considerably. And if he's good enough to be trusted with complicated tasks, even better. Ratio immediately perks up, delighted despite his fatigue. ]

Truly? Then perhaps your analyses of the kaiju will offer new insight to LILITH. Let us discuss the details of our collaboration in person, if you are amenable to a meeting.

[ Ratio will send him a map pin on one of the local universities in Neo Tokyo. ]

How does 5 PM sound?

[ Three hours from now. Enough time for him to clean himself up a little and catch a short nap, because he really needs one. ]

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I appreciate your invitation.

[ He does, genuinely. Having practical goals to aim for is helpful, particularly now. ]

I will arrive punctually.

[ And true to his word, Yesod makes his way to the university with enough time to confirm where exactly on the grounds Ratio would prefer to meet with him. Just before five o'clock, he appears at the chosen location to approach the man himself. ]

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[curingidiocy]

[ Ratio sent the exact location at the end of their conversation, since he would likely be unavailable until their meeting. He had genuinely intended only to take a short nap before Yesod arrived, and had even set an alarm for around fifteen minutes beforehand. However, his exhaustion finally got up to him, rendering him completely unreactive to said alarm.

Which means Yesod is treated to the sight of the scholar sleeping on a nearby couch, completely knocked out. On a nearby table, stacks of books, papers and documents are neatly organized, with one stack set in the center. Perhaps they're the documents Ratio meant to go over with Yesod. ]

[penaltypoints]

[ Ratio's precise directions were certainly appreciated as well, allowing Yesod to refer back to their exchange with ease as he entered the building. It's five o'clock when he sees Ratio himself, albeit in a state that seems best not to disturb. Granted, if it were Yesod in the other man's place, he would find it uncomfortable to sleep in another person's presence, to be confronted with several displeasing realizations upon waking.

Yesod suspects, however, that Dr. Ratio hasn't rested in some time. He leaves the scholar asleep on the couch for now, moving as quietly as he can to glance over the stack of documents on the table instead. These, he has no intention of disturbing, either — he restricts himself to what he can discern without touching any of the material there. ]

[curingidiocy]

[ A closer look at Ratio would confirm Yesod's guess. It's quite clear from the pallor of his skin and the dark bags under his eyes that he hasn't been sleeping well, if at all. Though it'd be easy to guess, because Ratio is quite proud and would never let himself be caught off guard in this manner if he could help it.

On top of the stack is a document regarding the anatomy of the Imugi. The information on the top page is sparse, and judging by how thin the bunching of sheets is for this paper, it doesn't seem Ratio could glean that much from what little time they had with its corpse. It's still hefty though, totaling close to ten sheets of paper. There are more documents below, but without disturbing the pile, there's no way for Yesod to tell what its contents are.

The other documents and books strewn about the table have a little less to do with kaiju. Plans and calculations for a power system that Neo Tokyo can use, information about Earth's oceans, a list of inquiries about Rifts, and more. Ratio has certainly kept himself busy since coming back to base. ]

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[ It is tempting, admittedly, to pick up the uppermost document and leaf through the sheets, and then to determine what the papers underneath might contain. On the other hand, that seems no better than examining Ratio himself too closely while he remains asleep. Thus resolved to wait awhile longer, Yesod moves on to the rest of the table — he recalls Ratio's explanation some weeks ago, the scholar's research focused on addressing the power outages.

Once again, there is evidence of that here, among much more. Frankly, if LILITH is reluctant to accept closer collaboration, that seems to their detriment, at this rate. The outcome of the mission in Korea is proof of that.

Pausing, Yesod casts a look over his shoulder, back at the couch. His steps across the floor aren't silent by any means. ]

[curingidiocy]

[ Yesod's noises eventually rouse Ratio from his nap, but it's to a headache and severe drowsiness that he opens his eyes. With a sharp inhale, he moves into a sitting position, trying to stave off the pain of the ache. That nap hadn't done him any favours at all. He feels like utter shit and has so little energy to do anything. But he must persevere.

After a moment of staring at the floor, he realizes there are a pair of legs in his line of sight and looks up to see Yesod glancing over his documents. Ah. He's here already? What time...? ]

Feel free to peruse my drafts if you are curious.

[ He just needs a moment to recuperate. ]