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For those of you who might give a fuck, Jake English is gone from the bubble again.
The kid's going to earn himself a title of flighty broad, at this rate.
Maybe the third time's the charm, if our "great and powerful God" deigns to deliver him a third time.
I rather suspect that it's too busy quoting Dirty Harry at us and our delightful circumstance.

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No problem.

Oh, dude. I just remembered something. I was gonna show you the Archimedes scroll notes. I finished going over them the other day.

[He gets up and goes to grab the scrolls off the shelf and brings them over to the desk. He unrolls one of them, several loose sheets of paper rolled up inside with it. The notes are in English and mostly spelled correctly, but there's words here and there that are jumbled. The right letters are all there, just some of them switched around. They occur more frequently in the sections where the writing is a little sloppier, like he was rushing to write it all down. Dyslexia can be a pain.]

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[Dirk wastes no time in looking through the notes, just skimming for the moment. The misspellings are noticeable, but not enough to hinder reading or to comment on, in Dirk's opinion.]

Mind if I borrow these? Or should I just stick around and read them here?

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[Letting them out of his possession wasn't something Leo was ready to do. It had taken him awhile before he'd even felt comfortable leaving such valuable documents here in the workshop. He'd stored them in his tool belt for the first month or so before he decided to store them here in his makeshift workshop.]

I'd prefer it if you stuck around with them.

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Cool.

[Dirk lifts the pages from the scroll, and, keeping them in careful order, settles in to read.]