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[aimedforthemoon]

She's been lazy earlier, but now Esfir is just restless. A run hadn't cured the mood - if anything, it had made her worse - so the now the tiny Russian woman is sitting at the bar, carefully folding her newspaper into paper planes.

Reserved or not, it's very easy to tell that she's just a tad bored.

[ooc: utterly open to any and all tags, but mun is researching an essay, and so may be slow]

tiny!tag: the russian astronaut

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[ostro_goth]

Teja has never before seen a paper plane, so he watches.-

[aimedforthemoon]

She's very good at it; the paper is just a little too flimsy.

The planes don't get very far.

[ostro_goth]

When one happens to come his way, Teja catches it and turns it in his hand, curious.

[aimedforthemoon]

Cyrillic writing, the ink would come off against his hands.

And Esfir glances up, and pauses.

[ostro_goth]

Cyrillic writing -- eerily like Gothic writing, actually, in parts.-

Almost, but not quite, readable -- but the words are large gibberish, to Teja.

"Greetings!" he says when he notices the woman has looked up.

[aimedforthemoon]

"Evening!"

[ostro_goth]

"What language is that, that employs such writing?" Teja asks.

[aimedforthemoon]

"The Slavic languages - there are six variations on the alphabet. This one is Russian."

She has the accent of the Slavs, that husky, distinctive burr, but she also has the look of them.

[ostro_goth]

"Those people were not yet about in my times and lands," Teja says. "But the writing looks like a mixture of Greek, Latin, and then some -- just like our own Gothic alphabet!"

[aimedforthemoon]

"Are you sure? What is your time? My people in particular are from the steppes. Not...not the Mongol ones. The Tartars. But a little north."

[ostro_goth]

"Ahhhh - the wide lands in the east!" Teja nods. "I died in the year 552 of Christian reckoning. We had never heard of your people, then."

[aimedforthemoon]

"Ooh. I did not..." Well, history was never exactly her strong point, unless it was science-related.

"But, yes. Those lands."

(occasionally, even outside the Bar feels claustraphobic.)

[ostro_goth]

"Many people had come out of those lands -- the Scythians, the Huns -- and gone west where civilisation was, in my time," Teja says. "There was much migration in my time, and the generations before me, as the Roman empire weakened and those around the borders wished for a piece of it. My own people had lived on the peninsula in the Black Sea they call Crimea, for many generations, before wandering to Italy under our great King Theodoric."

[findaconstant.livejournal.com]

Dan's seated at the bar as well, a few seats down from Esfir. He's hunched over a notebook, one arm blocking whatever he's so busy writing — but every now and then, he looks over at the newspaper she's folding.

[aimedforthemoon]

Cyrillic text - which isn't surprising, given Esfir couldn't look more Eastern European if she tried - but when one of the pages flutters down to the floor, it has a photograph of Jupiter.

[findaconstant.livejournal.com]

He watches the paper as it falls, studies it for a moment, then slides off his stool to pick it up and hand it back to her.

[aimedforthemoon]

She almost seems startled when he does so. Still, she smiles faintly and nods.

"Thank you."

[findaconstant.livejournal.com]

He nods in acknowledgment, then turns to return to his seat.

He stops, though, just before taking that first step away, and turns back to her.

"If you fold that part at more of an angle," he says, pointing, "it'll fly smoother."

[aimedforthemoon]

"Even with the paper?" She asks, neatly tearing off another page to start a new one.

[findaconstant.livejournal.com]

"Newspaper's flimsy, but if you fold it the right way..."

He trails off, watching her.

And then he realizes he's left his notebook out in the open, and quickly moves to retrieve it.

[aimedforthemoon]

She folds the new paper quickly, folding more where he said and adjusting slightly.

And then she sends the plane flying.

[findaconstant.livejournal.com]

It doesn't go very far, but Dan's not surprised.

"You need to decrease the surface area," he mutters, standing there a bit awkwardly. "Make it smaller."

[aimedforthemoon]

"Scissors?"

[findaconstant.livejournal.com]

He nods.

[aimedforthemoon]

"Which dimensions?"