What are you doing here?
It was two am in Paris
in mid December 1988. Two young men, both wearing long coats and two kinds of
hat; the shorter one wore a navy blue beret and the other one tightened his
medium semi-boy scout-ushanka. They strolled along the area of Paris Champs
Elysses, somehow this freezing cold forced them to look for a temporary shelter
so they could go home after the snow stopped storming.
The taller gestured so
the shorter followed him enter a small restaurant at the end of the road. It
was one of his favourite place to hang out. The shorter man was quite surprise
to see that inside it was spacious. It reminded him of some trick he learned
from Fitzwix the old Royal Architect back home, but he used magic anyway...
these Human Race merely used some (he found out later) interior tricks; less
pillars, high ceiling, and of course, stairs that lead underground instead of
upstairs. They seated themselves in the ground floor near the broadest window.
A waitress sticked out a
pen and a note, ready to scribble down their order.
What, you have not been
eating anything before? the taller man asked, raising his eyebrows. Hmm, said
the shorter. He was indeed, confused. Why don't you order me the same one as
yours? he shrugged.
So that was how they
ended up together each savouring a bowl of beouf bourguignon, a bowl of
boullabaise, a couple of profiteroles, and a bottle of red wine.
I do have heard this
concept, though, said the tall man, Davidovich James Brownsimov. He smiled
understandingly at the young man before him, whose face reddened because of the
wine's heat and mannered like a child having his first sweet candy. The concept
of dual... each vector space has their own unique pair in dual space. He
straight realized it the time they got face to face earlier in the cafe he went
into apprentice. That glint of excitement and naughty shine of the boys' eyes
just reminded him of his own.
Suddenly the reddened
face become sane, and the boy grinned extremely naughty. This is my first time
arrived here, I don't know why The Door led me here, he said with a yawn.
Usually I got to the other side of the world where the people are brown-skinned
and women kept on offering themselves.
David laughed. Yes,this
is definitely his dual. Oh well, he hoped that this boy would turn no boring at
all in the end.
So, tell me... what was
it like in your world?
Why so hurry? What, so
you could sabotage me rightaway? The other boy sneered.
Both of them laughed and
toasted. From now on, each one of them should be really careful on each other's
mischieves.
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