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Feb. 18th, 2024 10:34 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
death_callingThe Nexus is not a new location to Olivia, as she has occasionally found herself visiting for limited periods many moons ago. Today is the longest of those sessions, settling into the outside seating of a bustling cafe.
None of the chaos behind her warrants any sort of attention, rather, she's completely blocked out the sounds of rattling dishes and scrambling workers. Diverted between a cup of tea and a stacks of books on different scientific topics, she's submerged herself in the task of gathering information. However, the snacks the cafe offers do help to alleviate any frustrations she might be hiding.
Furrowing her brows at a particular chapter in her book, she closes it and takes a moment to reflect.
"I don't understand the mystery of this place. Not a single book details the creation of the "Nexus" or how it came to be. So how does it draw people into it? Why do people come here?" The question was intended to be directed inward, but ever her thoughts tend to slip out audibly at times. Perhaps a bit of conversation will quell her curious mind for the next few hours.
None of the chaos behind her warrants any sort of attention, rather, she's completely blocked out the sounds of rattling dishes and scrambling workers. Diverted between a cup of tea and a stacks of books on different scientific topics, she's submerged herself in the task of gathering information. However, the snacks the cafe offers do help to alleviate any frustrations she might be hiding.
Furrowing her brows at a particular chapter in her book, she closes it and takes a moment to reflect.
"I don't understand the mystery of this place. Not a single book details the creation of the "Nexus" or how it came to be. So how does it draw people into it? Why do people come here?" The question was intended to be directed inward, but ever her thoughts tend to slip out audibly at times. Perhaps a bit of conversation will quell her curious mind for the next few hours.
