<hr/><hr/><div align="center"><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: georgia;"><strong><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;">"Atomic Density of Sealing Wax"</span></strong></span> </div><hr/><hr/><div class="floatleft">(http://metrouk2.files.wordpress.com/2014/02/rankin-hunger-magazine.png)</div><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: andale mono;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 10pt;"><strong>NAME: </strong> Antonie Jepson<br/><strong>AGE:</strong> 21<br/><strong>LOCATION &amp; TIME:</strong> Hallway, Gottwald Center of Sciences | 9/2/16 3:43PM<br/><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Elijah Montero  <em><strong>CLOSED</strong></em></span></span><br/><br/><hr/><hr/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: andale mono;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 10pt;">Tonie felt the impact, then a sudden sense of weightlessness as his feet left the floor and he fell backwards. His books went flying, his back connected with the polished stone of the flooring beneath him and the wind was knocked clean out of his chest. For a moment Tonie simply struggled to breathe, his eyes growing wide in the momentary panic that always gripped the body when the wind had been knocked out of it.<br/><br/>It was a simple physiological response, Tonie reasoned. He could recite the exact steps that happened to make it occur. It hand nothing to do with the smooth, voice talking. Or the feel of the other guy's legs all tangled with his. A gasp finally slipped past his lips as his lung expanded again and Tonie pushed upward, resting his weight on two elbows as he looked down his long torso and watched the stranger reach out to gather scattered objects.<br/><br/>He noted, as was his wont, how well the material of the T-shirt the other guy was wearing stretched across the expanse of his shoulders. It was hard to miss, twisted at the torso as the man was and straining to reach something that was barely within range of his finger tips. The move exposed a thin slice of the other man's lower back too. <br/><br/>Tonie licked his lips and swallowed, his eyes snapping back to the man's face as he turned and looked in his direction. The move felt sudden. Like he'd been caught doing something he shouldn't. Tonie opened his mouth to try and speak but only a croak slid past his lips. <br/><br/>He winced, cleared his throat, swallowed hard and tried again.<br/><br/>"Did you know that <em>the heliocentric planetary model (c. 1510) of the Polish astronomer Nicolaus Copernicus, which replaced the Ptolemaic geocentric model, and the precise description of the elliptical orbits of the planets (1609) by the German astronomer Johannes Kepler, based on the inspired interpretation of centuries of patient observation that had culminated in the work of Tycho Brahe of Denmark?</em><sup>*</sup><br/><br/>When his words petered out, Tonie wondered why the hell that had come out of his mouth. Other than the fact that the guy tangled up with him seemed like something of a heavenly body. Lovely. And now he was being fanciful. Tonie drew in a deep breath and shifted his legs. The sensation of his legs sliding against the other man's was pleasant enough to draw another deep breath from him. </span></span><br/><br/><hr/><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 6pt;">*Direct quote from http://www.britannica.com/science/principles-of-physical-science</span>