Constellation 08

[scienceandgod.livejournal.com]

[There are several piles of snow on the Plane today. There's enough of it to cover a small section of the 'floor' in it, as well as scatterings here and there. Arthur is sitting in the middle of it, dressed appropriately for the cold, at least, with a heavy winter jacket and large snow boots. His cheeks are a bright red, though whether this is because of the cold or the scotch currently being filtered by his body is anyone's guess.

There are tuffs of snow on his hair and clothes, but these are ignored in favor of the drawing in the snow he seems to be working on at the moment. Equations, to be exact] 
[Experiment start, as well~]

Comments

[handysparehand.livejournal.com]

Or you think everything could change and that's why you're afraid to ask. If you think nothing would change you wouldn't be half as cautious, I'm sure.

[scienceandgod.livejournal.com]

[tilts his head] See? Why would I want things to change?

[handysparehand.livejournal.com]

Because they could be better. Why would you want things to remain stagnant and in stasis?

[scienceandgod.livejournal.com]

Because I like the way they are now. It's illogical to risk that.

[handysparehand.livejournal.com]

I think it's ridiculous not to risk it.

[scienceandgod.livejournal.com]

Why?

[handysparehand.livejournal.com]

[looks at Arthur for a moment]

You'll be here a while, yeah? I need to take care of something, I should be back in a bit.

[looks at the equation]

Perhaps carry that number over there?

[and he's all ready off walking in the opposite direction from where he came]