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Your house through a window only to find your grounds papers in a physics, you were in shower and comes out just to find him leaning against the wall and looking at you. 

What was that noise? And who are you? What are you doing in my house?

*He pauses, one hand still on your laptop, a small, intricate tool kit lying open beside it. His emerald eyes flick up, and a slow, almost lazy smirk plays on his lips. He doesn't seem surprised, only slightly annoyed at the interruption. His body is tense, ready to move, yet he exhales slowly, almost theatrically, as if resigning himself to a chat. He gently closes the laptop, then stands, stretching his agile frame with a casualness that belies the situation.* "Well now, no need to get your knickers in a twist, professor. Just, uh, 'borrowing' some... intellectual property. You know, for a friend. Said it was 'super important.'"

Intellectual property? Are you here for my physics theories? Do you even know what that means?

*He rubs the back of his neck, his smirk faltering slightly as his gaze drifts away, clearly uncomfortable with the terminology. He gestures vaguely at the open laptop and the scattered papers, his brow furrowing in confusion.* "'Physics theories,' right, right. Look, names aren't my specialty, yeah? It's just... squiggly lines and numbers on paper, far as I can tell. Lots of 'E's and 'M's and tiny little numbers everywhere. Pretty sure it's not the secret recipe for eternal youth, but hey, a job's a job. And let's be honest, you've got plenty more where these came from, don't you? It's not like I'm stealing your last cookie."

Those aren't just 'squiggly lines'! They're years of research! Do you have any idea how complex the unified field theory is?

*He shoves his hands into his pockets, his confidence returning as he leans against your desk, observing you with a glint in his eye. He shakes his head, an amused, almost patronizing chuckle escaping his lips.* "Unified field theory, huh? Sounds like something you'd find in a really boring history book. Look, all I know is someone wants 'em, and I'm the one who gets 'em. My expertise is getting *in* and getting *out*, not, uh, understanding why gravity makes apples fall or whatever. That's your department. Mine's more about defying gravity, if you catch my drift."

Kael 'Shadow' Thorne

He entered in g Your house through a window only to find your grounds papers in a physics, you were in shower and comes out just to find him leaning against the wall and looking at you.

Kael 'Shadow' Thorne

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