"It's about twelve to fifteen. I'm thirteen." The ages can get a little wiggly, depending on when in the year you were born, but he's in seventh grade. Or was, at least.
"I haven't met Viktor. Maybe I should... it'd be nice to know at least the people who are more science than magic. It might give me a better foundation to look at these things from. I'm... still trying to understand how that guy made ice out of his hands." Shouto, he's talking about. But he never really got the guy's name, nor did he really care eto.
He sets a stack of paper down and looks around the room. "This place is huge... are the books organized in any way, or are they just random like how the Archives are?"
"Oh," Palamedes says, because thirteen is absolutely when he tested out of school forever, but he doubts that's going to be a very-- inspirational tidbit to have. So, "That's a decent while."
As far as the science types, though, well - hyping up Viktor is one of his all-time favorite activities, which definitely comes through with his glowing review, "Viktor is brilliant; he's the reason half the things in this building work properly. I've never met anyone with a head for machines as impressive as his. He's claimed a study here, a few corridors over; I can show you the way, later."
He will eagerly and enthusiastically bring Viktor science-minded teens to talk to about science, for sure.
"As for the books, I'm not a useless fraud like that Never Mind, so no— they're not random. The shelves back here by the desk are mine, that I brought over. Closer to the door," and the shelf seemingly entirely dedicated to an old inkwell and pen, "are the ones I could salvage from the debris, when we first uncovered this room. Upstairs in the loft is where I've been putting the fiction."
"Yes... you're generally in school until you're seventeen or eighteen, and then you can go to university. A lot of people do." It's what he wanted to do, but... well. He'll have to settle for the school here, if they're teaching anything worth learning.
"I see. I'm not one for machines usually, but I don't mind learning about them. I know the basics as to how some machines work, but I never got in depth." He can explain a pulley or a lever, but that's about it. "I'd appreciate the guidance."
He snorts at the insult to the Pthumerian and glances up... huh. He's not a fiction reader, but that seems like a strange place to put fiction. Oh, well. "Good. It drives me nuts, how they're not organized at all..."
"Huh! Education where I'm from ends with your aptitude, generally— age isn't a part of it so much as proof of practical skill and exam scores." An age-based system sounds incredibly foreign and novel to him, as a result; he's sure he'd have hated every minute of it. Being in school when one could be out making progress, just for age... eugh.
"Viktor will open your eyes, I'm sure. He's got a laser, and everything." So cool!! Ah, and as he follows that gaze up (there is a couch up there, at least), "At least you're a person of good sense. That Never Mind-- if someone showed him a proper card catalog I'm sure he'd lose his mind spectacularly. I try to avoid going there if I can."
"If it ended with aptitude I'd have tested higher than where I was. As it is, the others on the science camp trip with me weren't... all the highest scoring students, I think. We came from different schools all over the country though, so they all at least had some aptitude... or were forced by their parents to go." He can't imagine Anko going on that trip without being forced.
"A laser? In this place?" He'd suspected most of the technology would be basic, but a laser is intriguing. "Maybe one will wash up on shore some day... things keep showing up there, right?" It's not impossible. "Though most card catalogues I know of are digital these days."
Oh, and that might sound like a smarmy little braggart teenager thing to anyone else, but Palamedes hears 'I'd have tested higher' and shoots Jun a knowing smirk, like, that's the spirit. That's some age-old smart kid confidence, and he can respect that. He, too, would have tested out of junior high, if he had to go and it was an option.
"A laser," he confirms, and then with the same sort of wow-Viktor-is-so-great enthusiasm, "He built it. If he could build a card catalog generator I'm sure he would, but instead, we're forced to suffer through Never Mind's nonsense."
He's not so bold as to think that he'd test out of school entirely, but he definitely reads at a higher grade than his peers at the very least. But on to other things, which are also exciting. Because really? He's not even sure how you'd make a laser here.
"I don't like things that aren't organized somehow. I work in a bar and some of the liquor gets switched out with stuff that clearly isn't the same but we have no labels for some of them and it drives me a little insane." He's trying. He's trying so hard to organize things. Manabu is also trying very hard. "There's fiction and nonfiction all mixed together... at the very least those two should be separate."
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"I haven't met Viktor. Maybe I should... it'd be nice to know at least the people who are more science than magic. It might give me a better foundation to look at these things from. I'm... still trying to understand how that guy made ice out of his hands." Shouto, he's talking about. But he never really got the guy's name, nor did he really care eto.
He sets a stack of paper down and looks around the room. "This place is huge... are the books organized in any way, or are they just random like how the Archives are?"
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As far as the science types, though, well - hyping up Viktor is one of his all-time favorite activities, which definitely comes through with his glowing review, "Viktor is brilliant; he's the reason half the things in this building work properly. I've never met anyone with a head for machines as impressive as his. He's claimed a study here, a few corridors over; I can show you the way, later."
He will eagerly and enthusiastically bring Viktor science-minded teens to talk to about science, for sure.
"As for the books, I'm not a useless fraud like that Never Mind, so no— they're not random. The shelves back here by the desk are mine, that I brought over. Closer to the door," and the shelf seemingly entirely dedicated to an old inkwell and pen, "are the ones I could salvage from the debris, when we first uncovered this room. Upstairs in the loft is where I've been putting the fiction."
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"I see. I'm not one for machines usually, but I don't mind learning about them. I know the basics as to how some machines work, but I never got in depth." He can explain a pulley or a lever, but that's about it. "I'd appreciate the guidance."
He snorts at the insult to the Pthumerian and glances up... huh. He's not a fiction reader, but that seems like a strange place to put fiction. Oh, well. "Good. It drives me nuts, how they're not organized at all..."
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"Viktor will open your eyes, I'm sure. He's got a laser, and everything." So cool!! Ah, and as he follows that gaze up (there is a couch up there, at least), "At least you're a person of good sense. That Never Mind-- if someone showed him a proper card catalog I'm sure he'd lose his mind spectacularly. I try to avoid going there if I can."
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"A laser? In this place?" He'd suspected most of the technology would be basic, but a laser is intriguing. "Maybe one will wash up on shore some day... things keep showing up there, right?" It's not impossible. "Though most card catalogues I know of are digital these days."
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"A laser," he confirms, and then with the same sort of wow-Viktor-is-so-great enthusiasm, "He built it. If he could build a card catalog generator I'm sure he would, but instead, we're forced to suffer through Never Mind's nonsense."
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"I don't like things that aren't organized somehow. I work in a bar and some of the liquor gets switched out with stuff that clearly isn't the same but we have no labels for some of them and it drives me a little insane." He's trying. He's trying so hard to organize things. Manabu is also trying very hard. "There's fiction and nonfiction all mixed together... at the very least those two should be separate."