I'm Something Of A Scientist Myself Romane & Geschichten

“So, she was right about that.” “What you say?” “Uh, I asked what caused the fire in his lab. I didn’t know he was a scientist?” “Oh, the guy is not just a scientist, he’s an inventor. You know the system that we use at work. He created that. I mean, could he get any better? The Aziza’s worried his lab could've harmed the landscape. You know the nature fairies.” “If I wasn’t any wiser, I would wager you have an intense admiration for the man.”

I shrugged as we stepped into the elevator. I wasn’t surprised to find a few employees already inside. What annoyed me was that some of them gave Jonathan a wary look. I get that he has caused some mishaps in the office, but he’s a brilliant scientist. You don’t create the mind-blowing things he does on the first try. Being a scientist means experimentation, and sometimes that has dangerous side effects.

Mum said. “Now, let me tell you what I know that people don’t know.” She said. I gulped nothing down. This is getting scary. “You know I’m a scientist. And I worked for different research firm and agencies. There was this period where I worked in Tomas secret lab. I was in some real debt, we had the mortgage to pay and your school fees and dad was almost bankrupt. I needed the money and it was an attractive sum in millions. It was unbelievable at first but… I took my chances.

I was something else. Something dangerous. Something damaged. But something alive.

"I am, don't worry and sorry for that night. That is very inconvenience of me, my apologies." "Oh no no it's fine really. You're not feeling okey so it's fine. Anyway, your business project is about building a stray animals' home and you want that to put into a commercial, so I came up with the idea of medical priority first. I have invented some medicines and they're hundred percent effective." "Yes, I do much like that idea of yours and I've heard that you're a scientist, I'm honored to be partnered with you." and he smiled causing my inner wolf to writh with joy, my stomach twisting and my ears and tails begging to emerge.

The other replied. I pushed the door open with such force that it fell of the handles. “You won’t be able to do any of it again, because you’ll both be dead.” I said as I walked towards the first one. He put his hands up, “we are just scientist. We merely want the best for humans. You can’t blame us for wanting more, can you?” “Scientist don’t cut off limbs, turn people into mindless zombies. You’re monsters.” I replied as I punched him so hard that his body slammed into the wall behind him. He fell down to the floor.

When I met Selene, my entire concept of reality fractured into a million pieces. I am a scientist. I am a researcher who relies on peer-reviewed data, empirical evidence, and rigid methodologies. I am someone who is very fact-checked in every aspect of life. I have always firmly believed that things like monsters, magic, and supernatural entities are not true. They are simply archaic myths invented by early human civilizations to explain the unknown before we developed the scientific method.

“Yes, Your Grace.” When his people got to work, he himself got back to the main reason he made the trip. His anger seethed through his onyx orbs and sinister smile when he said, “As nauseating as you three are, I can’t deny that we still share something in common - a love for science. I’m more of a physics guy but I remember that you three love playing with chemicals. Now, where’s that thing you three liked to play with?”

His gaze flicked from the road ahead to his arm and then it returned. “And yet that's what science is about, isn't it? Explore the unknown. “For the most part, yes. He took another look, his blue eyes anxious. curiosity. "Are you an ornithologist?" I snorted. I had told the man who had been researching hawks and he thought I was an ornithologist? - No way. My father is the scientist in the family. — As my old and beloved Dad would be the first to say, I didn't have the brains or the discipline for this.

So, take a nap and return to me some other time for some proven facts about our relationship. Time has a barrier superior to duration. That could be speed. I wow at the rate of time which flew, leaving me alone in old age. Ha! I sometimes obey facts. But I only sometimes look at them. I last had time last year to look at my wife. She is half sick and half with me at my lab. What do you say? Am I not a dedicated scientist to finding the death cure? Ha! Cure of death. It's an unachieved, unattended concept…so little is known about me or it. I am one of the most outstanding scientists of my time. Someone who will excel beyond time. I say no to fame. I want to live, not die, and be known for my