Trying to Prove History (Aviva and Arkaniel)
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				Title: <strong>Trying to Prove History (Aviva and Arkaniel) </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aviva</strong> on <strong>30-08-2010, 15:45:32</strong>
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				Teya Williams was sat on the high standing stool. In front of her was a large marble topped table that was currently cluttered with what appeared to be a large rock collection. The only indications of them being anything else of worth was that each one of them had some type of odd protrusion. The one she was currently examining had what appeared to be the tip of a spear or a hasta as she suspected. The tip appeared to be made from iron from what she could tell though she was going to have to gradually start breaking up the thankfully soft rock to try and retrieve it without damanging the item inside. <br><br><br>She was hoping that the head was connected to the ash wooden shaft though the rock was far smaller than the six foot on average that they were so she knew that there was already severe damage but some families had taken to marking the head in family crests. She would possibly find out to who this belonged. A pair of dust goggles were protecting her eyes as she worked. She could hear the sound of distant voices getting closer. It sounded like a argument was going on though in truth it was likely just another heated debate. She wondered what it was over this time. Of late there had been many heated debates. She smiled to herself. Some of her follow colleagues at home would probably be considered some of the most calm people possible. If only their wives and husbands saw them at work. <br><br>Teya herself was well known to throw her opinions into the debates and see what came from them but her words were not always taken seriously. She was only approaching her twenty eighth year but she already had a assistant that she was trying to train but he was still stuck in the cave man era in her opinion.&nbsp; In her opinion he spent a lot of his time in the books. Teya went on instincts which made her quite a wild card and a rather disregarded at times but that suited her. <br><br>(http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg156/Crystal_Shar/leela-savasta.jpg)<br><br>The voices continued to grow closer as she lifted up a tiny hammer and a small little looking ice pick. <br><br>"He was insane! Everyone believed so!"<br><br>"He may have appeared insane but it was also just as likely he was actually mentally ill."<br><br>She sighed as she decided not to attempt yet digging out the small item.<br><br>"You could say then by your own words just then that he was insane."<br><br>Teya sighed quietly.<br><br>"Which he are we debating about this time?"<br><br>"Caligula!"<br><br>Two sets of voices almost yelled at her.<br><br>"Again?"<br><br>She shook her head again and decided to stay out of the latest debate. Well saying it was the latest was perhaps a little wrong. It was a long, drawn out debate that had been going on for what felt to be forever and as sometimes happened they went through brief bouts of suddenly discussing that which had been debated about only two years previously within the offices..and two years before that and two years before that.<br>&nbsp;
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				Title: <strong>Re: Trying to Prove History (Aviva and Arkaniel) </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Arkaniel</strong> on <strong>31-08-2010, 07:47:29</strong>
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				Lucas Crannon sighed as he turned another page. He was researching archaeological date for his PhD, the one he was trying to obtain under the tutelage of Dr. Teya Williams. It dealt with her studies of the Roman times and the different suggested walks of history, each with a reasonable amount of proof, making it hard to decide upon which of the studied historical profiles was the correct one. Or was it an amalgam of all? That is what he was trying to determine.<br><br>The fact that his promoter was incredibly gifted and intelligent made things easier for him, as her research was easy to follow, full of brilliant strokes of insight and connections between fact that actually made sense. On the other hand, the other archaeologists weren’t so forthcoming towards him. Teya Williams was regarded as a loose cannon and an arrogant stuck up.<br><br>Some even dared to suggest she only got this high up because of her looks and possibly using those looks, needing a pretty face to draw more students and sponsors to the archaeology department. And to be completely honest, Lucas couldn’t help but think at times they were right, before dismissing it again. Even with her treating him as a slave, her personal fetch-boy and gofer, he couldn’t complain. That was the fate of nearly any assistant.<br><br>Still, an occasional friendly word or some help would be appreciated.<br><br>That was not all that was the matter, however. She was indeed truly good looking, with her curly, dark hair and beautiful features. And that posed a bit of a problem. Being the archetypical geek, Lucas never had much success with the girls, despite his reasonably good looks. He simply didn’t have the gift of presenting himself, for unknown to him, he would look far more attractive then. Nevertheless, right now, every time he was in the same room as Dr. Williams, he could feel himself blush, and his nerves were so rattled he would be clumsier than usual.<br><br>With a grunt of frustration, he closed his books and got out of the small office he could call his, which was connected to the far larger one assigned to Teya. As he rolled his shoulder, popping some knots, he thought about his historical group getting together later tonight, so they could practice a bit more with their gladii. It was one of his sole hobbies, and combined with some light daily workouts, they made sure to keep him in good shape, a must for any archaeologist that wanted to actually do something at a dig.<br><br>As he walked towards the lab preferably used by his promoter, he heard the discussing voices, and they were rising in volume. As he entered the atelier, he could see her, Teya, looking as alluring as ever, even when looking a bit disgruntled because of the other two, her colleagues, disturbing her with yet another argument about Caligula. <br><br>He was far beneath those three in ranking, but when they kept hackling over the subject, Lucas surprised himself by speaking out, almost sarcastically at that, “If you keep arguing, why don’t you just settle it by jumping in that time drive prototype the astrophysical boys are developing?”<br><br>Suddenly, he felt two, if not three pairs of eyes burning on him. He felt the colour rising in his cheeks, as he realized what he had just done, and in front of Teya no less.<br><br>“Sorry, no offence meant”, he muttered, looking down.<br><br><br><br>(http://i286.photobucket.com/albums/ll98/thetragicfragments/cowboys/carlos_freire11.jpg)
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				Title: <strong>Re: Trying to Prove History (Aviva and Arkaniel) </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aviva</strong> on <strong>31-08-2010, 10:26:58</strong>
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				Teya glanced over to her student at his comment and glared. The comment would be laughable if the astrophysics's geeks had not actually been working on some type of time device. The last time they had attempted to make it work the whole of the building was without electricity for three days, there had been around five thousand pounds of damage at least and they had also some how managed to blow everything made of glass with a ten foot radius. Needless to say their next try out of the machine was being highly monitored and in a lot of cases put off as long as possible.<br><br>"Well that would possible be because of the last event of which if I recall correctly made it quite impossible to work in here or any where else for that amtter...since that little..event the men bound in red tape have been observing their every move. Highly doubtful they will get another chance to test their toy out until we are all in our graves and besides even if was possible to do such would you wish to go back to a time in which seemingly Caligua the insane would have a man murdered for mere boredom?&nbsp; "<br><br>A playful smile touched her lips.<br><br>"Though perhaps you could read to him and ease that little quirk of his. There is also to take into consideration the fact that a minor change can create a bigger change and have the domino effect. How would you suggest to avoid that Luca?"<br><br>She took off the dust goggles seen as obviously she was not going to be able to work on this rock until everyone had decided her office was not the latest meeting joint. She placed her right elbow down on the table and rested her chin on the palm of her hand while she awaited his answer. <br><br>She briefly remembered the first time she had been introduced to her student and had been taken aback by his looks. She had half expected either some arrogant stooge or a charming snake. Instead he was neither. He fumbled with items. he blushed and had on occasion some how managed to damage those items that she had been trying to salvage. He seemed to be worse when she was around and so she kept their relationship minimal. She also did not lead him on to trigger his clumsiness further. They could not allow that and she maintained such by being his boss rather than his teacher. She was bossy, cold and never thankful. It suited her well. <br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Trying to Prove History (Aviva and Arkaniel) </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Arkaniel</strong> on <strong>31-08-2010, 10:38:30</strong>
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				He looked up when he heard his mentor talking, almost mocking both him and the Astro-physicists, in that cold, sarcastic voice she so often used. Oh, except for her brilliance and astonishing good looks, there was no love lost from Lucas for his teacher. But what she said stunned the other two arguing old peas into silence, as had his suggestion done.<br><br>Another thing was, he had talked to the assistants of the time-lab, as they were equally ignored by their promoters as Lucas was. And they assured him the machine was actually ready and that while the first test blew out so much electricity and glass, they had evidence the time portal had actually been established. With the new stabilizers, it should work like a charm.<br><br>Finding his voice, he looked directly into her eyes, fighting his blush and unwanted attraction, gazing at the fierce-tongued woman with intent.<br><br>“Actually, Ma’am, they assure me the machine is now in working order, they just have to find a proper testing time, when there is less people around to disturb them, as well as get a proper testing subject, to get through red tape approval.”<br><br>“As for your comment regarding the domino-effect, they assure me that it would be impossible. Time physics law dictate that if something were to happen in the past, it would already be part of our history. We can’t change history, we would just be going back, and the things we would do would already have happened anyway, shaping the present day as it is now. So, if we were to go and we did talk some sense into Caligula, for example, we already know it either didn’t work, or that we failed, or that our history was wrong.”<br><br>He looked at her, almost challengingly.<br><br>“In fact, Ma’am, I would be more than willing to participate in such a project, as I am fascinated by the time period, my Latin and Greek is perfect and I am well-versed in their customs. It would only make sense for people of our department to volunteer, would it not? Better that then some rocket scientist messing things up…”<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Trying to Prove History (Aviva and Arkaniel) </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aviva</strong> on <strong>31-08-2010, 11:01:28</strong>
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				"You are forgetting Luca that they said the last time it would as you so elegantly put it. Work like a charm and they have charmed our red bound bosses into tightening their belts. Perhaps if you are so willing to take the chance to go back in time you should see Benjamin as he is one of the few red tapers that are actually eager to see that project work properly. I do believe today he is in the astrology department to see how well those new lenses are helping the investigation of the skies."<br><br>She shifted from the long stool by simply slipping to her feet with ease. Placing the dust goggles down on the small space that was left on the table. <br><br>"Perhaps you could bring me back a small souvenir? A full length hasta would be great to finish of the collection for example. though perhaps small in the ways of what others would wish to try and bring back to the here and now. "<br><br>She smiled to him lightly as her gaze finally left him and turned too the two that had been originally debating.<br><br>"Perhaps you pair would like to write him up a list of what you two would like him to bring back?"<br><br>
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