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Henry, in a frame of mind unusually thoughtful even for him, had made his way to the library on something close to auto-pilot. Next to his and Camilla's room, the library was a kind of sanctuary, whether he had any specific aim in mind or not.
It wasn't often that he did not, and today was no exception. He had spoken to a Dr. Chance Silvey about Caketown, which, so she said, was somehow connected with King Leonidas of Sparta. His own curiosity now piqued, he was determined to add his own research to hers--whatever this 'Caketown' and 'Candy Mountain' were, he had a feeling their connection to ancient Sparta would be...interesting, whatever else might be said of it.
He laid claim to an entire table, thumbing through the card catalogues and hunting up anything and everything that might have any bearing at all on his triumvirate of subjects. He'd brought an array of parchment and straight pens, determined to stay here until at least dinner.
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Date: 2007-09-15 04:51 am (UTC)She's got to shake this. If she keeps on thinking this way she's going to wind up wearing a tinfoil hat. Focus, Chance, focus.
"The milk chocolate. That's a telling stress on the definite article. Maybe that's got some kind of cultic significance too." She's thinking along the lines of what Adrienne Mayor writes about in The First Fossil Hunters, of course. Folklore and rituals, that kind of thing. Definitely nothing like Templar conspiracies.
"What the author of Cavities and Sea Oddities says is this: 'The magical liopleurodon has spoken. He has shown us The Way.' At this point I can't rule out anything."
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Date: 2007-09-15 05:39 am (UTC)"We may be dealing with something whose roots go even deeper than we know," he said seriously. "A millennia-old conspiracy."
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Date: 2007-09-15 06:40 am (UTC)"They're a lot more common than you might think," she said, with a small shrug. Dax herself had been party to at least two millennia-old conspiracies! "Luckily, the older secrets get, that more careless people become about keeping them."
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Date: 2007-09-15 06:47 am (UTC)Provided they let her live to tell the tale.
Not like she hasn't seen danger before, and not like Liopleurodon magicus isn't a quarry worth the risk. It's all settled in her mind, right here and now. "So I've got to go to Hershey. If I can get the funding, I'd love to have some colleagues along."
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Date: 2007-09-15 07:15 am (UTC)"Where on earth could we be expected to find a liopleurodon, though?" Henry asked. He knew--and cared--very little about all things archaeological (or paleontological, or whatever you wanted to call it), and so had no real idea just how easy or difficult such an endeavor might be.
He traced elaborate Greek letters in the margins of his notebook--things to use as reminders for later research. "Perhaps we should all go to Hershey," he said. "If these people really are dangerous, then the more of us go, the better."
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Date: 2007-09-15 07:40 am (UTC)Dax nodded. "I agree. There's safety in numbers."
Plus, she'd heard that Hershey Park had some sweet roller coasters, and wanted in on that.no subject
Date: 2007-09-16 06:37 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-09-17 12:50 am (UTC)Hey. Dealing with the Kandy cult was serious business.
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Date: 2007-09-17 06:57 am (UTC)Really! It ended sloppily for all involved parties.
"I'll keep an eye out for that owl."