So I finished my
bb_shousetsu story yesterday, and while it's sent off to betas to read, I'm shifting gears to my LT3 story instead. Here's a snippet that picks up immediately after this one.
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I tried to dawdle on my way, pausing to talk to a few people, stopping to buy a cup of tea in a mug engineered to stay comfortably warm. It cost extra of course, but the cup was reusable. I took a longer route than necessary, riding my steam-powered bicycle at the slowest speeds I could possibly manage. People swore at me as I held them up, but no matter how hard I tried, I still arrived only a mere three minutes late.
Three minutes was apparently enough. I knocked on the door to the building that housed the professor's laboratory and heard an amplified sigh. "There's a perfectly serviceable and rather large doorbell just to your right and you choose to knock? Come in, I've left it open anyway."
I gritted my teeth and stepped inside. As far as first meetings went, this was not boding well.