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Shulk ([personal profile] reallyfeelingit) wrote in [community profile] xavier_institute2015-07-06 01:40 am

1st [video/action]

Um...hello.

[Shulk looks a little...beat. He had just come from a workout and was currently in his lab, filming this exact post. Despite the exercise routine, he had his own knowledge to keep up with. Which meant experimenting and finding the answer to quite a few questions.]

As you know, we're in the summer period, which means lessons are on a hold. If any of you planned on signing up for Shop class when the school year starts with me, I'll be offering a bonus course this summer, which you can apply your earnings towards the actual year. Please feel free to ask about it or visit me in the lab at anytime to find out the details.

And, ah, for those of you with questions about your abilities and how to more effectively use them, I would be more than happy to address those questions. In my area of expertise, I'm more than capable of helping you become more effective at what you do. Again, just ask now or visit when you have the chance.

[And as promised, Shulk IS working in the lab. Mostly, at the moment, trying to line up a laser with a crystal of his design, hoping to see any type of effect. Experimentation was certainly a process. And yes, he was wearing something like a welding mask to protect his eyes. AND YES, he had a cup of coffee sitting on the table nearby. He should also be told to go to bed at appropriate times.]
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[personal profile] griot 2015-07-07 12:11 pm (UTC)(link)
Viti plopped down in the chair, leaned back, and closed his eyes.

"Ok. Ready when you are." He relaxed, and for a second he could focus on the data coming in even if he didn't control it's flow.
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[personal profile] griot 2015-07-07 07:56 pm (UTC)(link)
"Rod cells." Viti was silent for a second then said, "Also cuddly and fluffy, but I guess those don't count, because they weren't the first words to come to mind."
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[personal profile] griot 2015-07-07 11:37 pm (UTC)(link)
There was a second delay, before Viti could respond. "Cones."
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[personal profile] griot 2015-07-08 01:07 am (UTC)(link)
There was no delay this time. "A sixty watt blub emits 5.534*10^32 photons in one second." Viti covered his mouth in embarrassment.

"ummm. I meant to say, bouncing."
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[personal profile] griot 2015-07-08 11:37 am (UTC)(link)
"The photonic sneeze reflex affects..." Viti has to grit his teeth to stop himself from uttering the fact, "Football."
Edited 2015-07-08 11:37 (UTC)
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[personal profile] griot 2015-07-09 01:47 am (UTC)(link)
Viti's opened his eyes.

"Yeah I forgot to tell you about this thing where I sprout out facts. I had a handle on it before I cam here, but for some reason it's been happening again. It's how I know astrophysicist Chris Hirata completed collage when he was 12."

He fell back in his chair.

"Any theories yet?"
Edited 2015-07-09 01:48 (UTC)
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[personal profile] griot 2015-07-10 12:08 am (UTC)(link)
Viti balked when he heard the words "danger" and "room."

Viti's pupils shifted down and to the left when he heard this.

"Oh yes that room with all the...danger. I heard of that room." Viti shuttered, but hopped out of his seat to follow the professor, even if he walked with drooped shoulders.

Out of nowhere he blurted out, "Hey, did you know that black holes are actually some of the brightest objects in the galaxy? Material produces enormous amounts of heat and energy as it gets compress before it enters the event horizon.

Another fact I got from not having a handle on my powers."
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[personal profile] griot 2015-07-10 03:51 pm (UTC)(link)
Viti raised a brow, when Shulk mentioned his doctorate and light.

As directed, he made his way into the danger room.

He quivered as he descended into the basement, for it was a sever change to go from wooden floors, and walls, reflecting the sun, to hall ways of cold, sterile, steel that shimmered in the artificial, light.

The doors to the danger room, slid open, making a soft veoom sound. When Viti finally entered the danger room his body went stiff, and his eyes wandered over its hollowed walls. He felt something sacred in it.
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[personal profile] griot 2015-07-11 11:54 am (UTC)(link)
Now perfectly prepared to accept his power's randomness he speaks instantly in a monotone.

"Holographs are light fields of an object that can be reconstructed after dissipation, that was due to the absence of the original object."
Edited 2015-07-11 11:54 (UTC)
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If this is inaccurate please give me a chance to edit before replaying

[personal profile] griot 2015-07-11 10:22 pm (UTC)(link)
"Mr. and Mrs Franklyn, were pronounced dead on January 30th 2002, at 5:30pm."
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[personal profile] griot 2015-07-12 01:36 am (UTC)(link)
Viti raises his brow during the few minutes of mindless tapping. Unaware of Shulk's last name, he scratches his head at the response.

A hologram of a goat appears before him, and with a sigh and trepidation he speaks.

"Cambridge's youngest graduate of class 2017 was 16 years old."

(OOC. As I recall this thread takes place in 2019)
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[personal profile] griot 2015-07-12 02:08 pm (UTC)(link)
"What? No!" Viti backed up, and shook his head. With his fist clenched he stated, "There's no way. My disability...it...it stops me from relating to people. They make my life miserable!"

Viti's muscles were tensed, his angry eyes focused on the floor, but his eyes started to shift, as the gears of his mind started to turn, and revelations began to form, but then...pride.

He picked his head up... "I don't relate to people. Show me another hologram. I will get it right this time!"
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