[True to his word, on Monday Genius stood fidgeting at the edge of his lab, peeking out into the rest of the clinic like a timid turtle inching from his shell. He was not a very social man at work. He generally preferred to eat in his lab rather than with his coworkers, although he sometimes made the effort to eat with Composer or Simon when the two happened to have the same shift. He'd never had lunch with Stellaris before, even though the two of them seemed to have similar interests and friends (Well. Friend. But Gene was very important to Genius so he counted for two!).
But lately he'd found himself meeting more and more people, expanding his social circle--heck he was even having friendly banter with the Captain of the Guard and his former enemy's close friend! He wasn't sure why it was happening and he was a little too scared to think about it too deeply. It was good to have friends. It was good (and normal) to meet new people.
These thoughts were all well and good but they did nothing to remove the look of shy nervousness from his face as he took a deep breath and placed a foot outside the lab.]
Monday, 11/8 Quicklog Startup!
But lately he'd found himself meeting more and more people, expanding his social circle--heck he was even having friendly banter with the Captain of the Guard and his former enemy's close friend! He wasn't sure why it was happening and he was a little too scared to think about it too deeply. It was good to have friends. It was good (and normal) to meet new people.
These thoughts were all well and good but they did nothing to remove the look of shy nervousness from his face as he took a deep breath and placed a foot outside the lab.]
Hey Stellaris?