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Watson · 05-29-2021, 10:11 PM

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Originally Posted by sweetpinkpixie

Textbook...yes. Well, as far as Atlas was concerned dad ONLY kept factual literal in his private office and bedside table. Unless they were those science fiction ones because, literally, fiction was in the title. And since dad was NOT a creatures person by any stretch of the imagination and therefore unlikely to have any books there simply for leisure...obviously this book was legit.

Some of the things checked out too. Bit ironic that, despite all this, Atlas had no fear of any felines what so ever. Dad still did...which is why he tweaked that muggle robot thingy that was used to clean the floors in the house. It was circular and just sort of moved about on its own with this cool little censor that could detect dirt and then suck it right on up. Atlas had done several experiments with that too. But the best tweak of them all was making it look like a cat and it sneaking up on dad while he was at his desk. Only the little vacuum thingy could go in there when he was working because cleanliness helped the man focus or whatever. Boooooooooy did he shriek when his fuzzy pancake came a floating on in and knocked into his chair.

The grounding had so been worth it.

"I'm well read," he offered with a small shrug of the shoulders. Which was true. Reading was one of the things he had learned FIRST (aka before Aries) and thus he had latched onto that skill and really gone to town with it. He would even read instruction manuals just because he could. "It's a title that gets straight to the point and I like it for that." So many books tried to be whimsy with titles, but really it was just better to not try and fancify things and just tell it straight. No one needed a mathematics book called The Birth of the Poetry of Logical Ideas. Just tell him that this was a Calculus book or whatever and let's move on! "Uh...well...that's kind of the thing. You can't get them to do anything. Not so different from you. If you don't want to do something...you aren't going to do it. Not without proper incentive and clearly that stuff in your hand is not it. Best to just stop embarrassing yourself or maybe they will start taking offense to you offering things below their standards...which may only speed up their plotting process because they will dub you unworthy." He was just trying to be helpful and honest. But it was a fact that when something became useless to you or held little value...you got rid of it. And this was even more cutthroat in the creature kingdom. "Or a toy. Might want to play. But playing can also be a training exercise for sharping their skills for demise, but at least they will then find you useful. Kind of like the dummies in the dueling arena."

Eyes still as wide as saucers, Lisa looked at Atlas in awe. Of course, he was well-read. That made TOTAL sense. Atlas was super smart! His love of knowledge was something that she was starting to admire him more. She wondered what else he had read about and knew. She nodded in agreement with him about the title. It was very direct. “A much better title than a long-winded one,” she chuckled, remembering some of the literature ones she had read off her brother’s bookshelf at home. “Some of my favourite books are encyclopedias… you can learn so much from them..”

Lisa eyed the food in her hand and then turned back to look at Atlas. She continued listening to him, learning from him that if she acted the way she was acting in front of the kneazle then it wouldn’t respect or come to her. The comment around the dummies in the Dueling Arena made her gulp. She didn’t want to be a Kneazle toy. She shook her head a few times before exclaiming. “I don’t want to be a kneazle dummy!! Something for them to practice on!” she pouted and folded her arms. Then Lisa made sure to turn her back directly on the Kneazle to ignore it. AHA! Take that!

……… Sorry Kneazle…

“So… I should ignore it and act aloof like this?” she asked, tilting her head to the left as she thought. So to get a Kneazle’s attention… she would have to act like one? Would meow-ing help? she wondered and then decided it was best not to ask some questions in her mind at this present moment. Lisa couldn’t see the creature anymore so she wondered what it was doing. “Any change with the Kneazle?” she asked Atlas impatiently as she subconsciously started tapping her left foot lightly on the ground.

05-29-2021, 10:11 PM	#21 (permalink)
Watson DMLE Mooncalf Join Date: Sep 2009 Location: RI/DUB Posts: 7,748 Hogwarts RPG Name: Octavius Jude Salander Ravenclaw Second Year	Slytherindor ♛ The Crazytastic Besties ♛ Shan Watson ♛ Quote: Originally Posted by sweetpinkpixie Textbook...yes. Well, as far as Atlas was concerned dad ONLY kept factual literal in his private office and bedside table. Unless they were those science fiction ones because, literally, fiction was in the title. And since dad was NOT a creatures person by any stretch of the imagination and therefore unlikely to have any books there simply for leisure...obviously this book was legit. Some of the things checked out too. Bit ironic that, despite all this, Atlas had no fear of any felines what so ever. Dad still did...which is why he tweaked that muggle robot thingy that was used to clean the floors in the house. It was circular and just sort of moved about on its own with this cool little censor that could detect dirt and then suck it right on up. Atlas had done several experiments with that too. But the best tweak of them all was making it look like a cat and it sneaking up on dad while he was at his desk. Only the little vacuum thingy could go in there when he was working because cleanliness helped the man focus or whatever. Boooooooooy did he shriek when his fuzzy pancake came a floating on in and knocked into his chair. The grounding had so been worth it. "I'm well read," he offered with a small shrug of the shoulders. Which was true. Reading was one of the things he had learned FIRST (aka before Aries) and thus he had latched onto that skill and really gone to town with it. He would even read instruction manuals just because he could. "It's a title that gets straight to the point and I like it for that." So many books tried to be whimsy with titles, but really it was just better to not try and fancify things and just tell it straight. No one needed a mathematics book called The Birth of the Poetry of Logical Ideas. Just tell him that this was a Calculus book or whatever and let's move on! "Uh...well...that's kind of the thing. You can't get them to do anything. Not so different from you. If you don't want to do something...you aren't going to do it. Not without proper incentive and clearly that stuff in your hand is not it. Best to just stop embarrassing yourself or maybe they will start taking offense to you offering things below their standards...which may only speed up their plotting process because they will dub you unworthy." He was just trying to be helpful and honest. But it was a fact that when something became useless to you or held little value...you got rid of it. And this was even more cutthroat in the creature kingdom. "Or a toy. Might want to play. But playing can also be a training exercise for sharping their skills for demise, but at least they will then find you useful. Kind of like the dummies in the dueling arena." Eyes still as wide as saucers, Lisa looked at Atlas in awe. Of course, he was well-read. That made TOTAL sense. Atlas was super smart! His love of knowledge was something that she was starting to admire him more. She wondered what else he had read about and knew. She nodded in agreement with him about the title. It was very direct. “A much better title than a long-winded one,” she chuckled, remembering some of the literature ones she had read off her brother’s bookshelf at home. “Some of my favourite books are encyclopedias… you can learn so much from them..” Lisa eyed the food in her hand and then turned back to look at Atlas. She continued listening to him, learning from him that if she acted the way she was acting in front of the kneazle then it wouldn’t respect or come to her. The comment around the dummies in the Dueling Arena made her gulp. She didn’t want to be a Kneazle toy. She shook her head a few times before exclaiming. “I don’t want to be a kneazle dummy!! Something for them to practice on!” she pouted and folded her arms. Then Lisa made sure to turn her back directly on the Kneazle to ignore it. AHA! Take that! ……… Sorry Kneazle… “So… I should ignore it and act aloof like this?” she asked, tilting her head to the left as she thought. So to get a Kneazle’s attention… she would have to act like one? Would meow-ing help? she wondered and then decided it was best not to ask some questions in her mind at this present moment. Lisa couldn’t see the creature anymore so she wondered what it was doing. “Any change with the Kneazle?” she asked Atlas impatiently as she subconsciously started tapping her left foot lightly on the ground. __________________