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~]

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[weerweer.livejournal.com]

[UGH SNOW

Isaiah is missing bright sun and blinding heat, and moves closer to the snow to express his disgust, at which points he sees Eddington's equations.]

Oh my god, is that like, alien writing?

[scienceandgod.livejournal.com]

Oh, not quite. It's mathematics.

[weerweer.livejournal.com]

I'm pretty sure that's from beyond the stars, man.

[he pauses, looks around, and snickers]

Figuratively.

[scienceandgod.livejournal.com]

I could explain it, if you'd like. It's not that complicated.

[weerweer.livejournal.com]

[His eyes widen and he looks vaguely frightened. Hesitantly,]

Sure.

[scienceandgod.livejournal.com]

[Arthur is pleasantly surprised by this] What do you know about mathematics?

[weerweer.livejournal.com]

[He is recoiling ever so slightly, as if this learning math will bite him and give him rabies.]

Uhh, adding?

[scienceandgod.livejournal.com]

Do you know expressions and equations?

[weerweer.livejournal.com]

Pythagorean Theorem?