Post by Kuroishi Ayame on Nov 4, 2015 3:15:34 GMT
Scene Time : 11:45 PM " So...The best I have is the multiple worlds theory, mixed with...Ah yeah. That makes sense. So...If this is how it works, then..." A deft hand swiped across the clear surface of the biggest window in the mess hall. Another stroke was applied to what appeared to have been quite an involved drawing---one clearly not meant for artistic purposes...but a diagram of something complicated. A long line surrounded by many other lines, all of which possessed branches each possessing a year and shape next to them. As one looked over the dry erase marker borne diagram one could see that each 'minor' line seemed to be in relation to the one big line that took up the most space...either having branched off of it or grown along-side it. Either way as one looked on one could see that the line and all its deviations started at one end and looked to be ending at another as if to claim universal connection---save for the stray lines that rested inside the 'thick mass' near the center where things clearly got the most complicated. "This is ridiculous...", she murmured to herself," Would it be so simple? So if our job is to remove singularities and essentially correct the course of time...Then this Laplace figures it out? ", the owner of the hand murmured before biting on the end of the marker thoughtfully. She sighed softly afterward and moved to sit at the table near the window, right on top of her red bomber which draped over the chosen seat. She leaned on her side slightly and crossed her legs while resting her chin in her left open palm. She twirled the market around in her right hand and gazed over the over-sized drawing on the window thoughtfully. She looked like she'd sit there for hours if nothing bothered her...Her mind was focused on the matter she seemed to be trying to understand on her own. "Hmn...", she moved to pull what looked like a pamplet from her jacket and opened it. On its surface was a clear indication of its origin, 'Chaldea & Project Grand Order : Where You Fit in It All' brazened across it. "Time travel, huh?" |