A cool but not freezing winter day in the Astorean capital of Finweald. Snow was all along the roads and upon the rooftops, but today it would be a fine day to venture forth to stock up on supplies. Whether it is food items or other ingredients for the many projects at MIT. So Nin could be found outside for once and actively touching grass.
Nin weaved past other people all dressed in festive attire. Her face in a pout. She never found the mathematic logic behind such a thing as Wintersday. It just got in the way of research when she had to deal with others taking days off and shops closing that had something she needed immediately.
Time was money and math. Money also was math!
She dragged a cart by one hand. Within the cart were the supplies she bought for the week or so. She would then lurk in her lab until otherwise called for. Or it would have been that simple...
A goose was held under her other arm. Nin adored geese and this one had come directly to her. It had brought her a picture of some blue haired woman. It said something like Secret Santa. Secret what now?
"Hmph, why would I want to waste my time with something like this? You are overworked aren't you little bird? If all of your activities are not calculated in adequate fractions you will find yourself underperforming in all equations. I will make sure you are fed upon return to the lab. Only 765.23 steps remain.
Of course she would free the bird after feeding it, but it needed to be taken care of first!
As for this blunette...
What would be best to add to that digit was an unknown factor.
@Alice
