[color=6ecff6] [h1] [center] THOMAS LANCASTER [/center] [/h1] [/color]
[center][color=f6989d] [h3]Sol City Zoo[/h3][/color][/center][hr]
After a while, the zoo security had the hungry man taken away, presumably, then later confirmed in the newspaper, hospital. Damn he really wish that guy well. Life simply couldn't nurture everybody, is it? Thomas later part way with Sarah and Alex, with the hopes that they may meet again on the street somehow.[hr][center][color=f6989d] [h3]Apartment[/h3][/color]
[url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Ee7B7hNUjq0]Theme: A Brief History of Time - Johann Johannsson[/url][/center][hr] 
[i][color=6ecff6]'If consciousness were to be replicated in a machine, then neurophilosophy would have to shift to the body instead of the mind. It is the perspective in which the conscious mind is made up in a form of a specific computation. How it is formed from the brain itself, if it is to be defined, it would be another direction, another dimension of space...'[/color][/i]

If Thomas was to discover how this computation works and is formed, he would be treading on new grounds that he, and nobody else in this world, had never walked on before. Surely, there had been brilliant neuroscientists hypothesizing about the physical formulation of consciousness, but there were not enough sufficient proofs to soundly validate and revolutionize their work.

[color=6ecff6]"Though what if we try to find a correlation between the brain's electromagnetic wave and how the brain saves data and information."[/color] 

The neurons in our brains when interacting with one another would generate a certain sort of wave quite similar to a radio wave, but probably only a billionth of it in terms of strength. It was hard to measure, but the electromagnetism if traced down into its roots may uncover how we store information, like memories of certain past events. But our technology has not developed enough to compile those messages. It was barely enough to track down that there really are waves coming out of our brains. 

Thomas removed the glass from his face as he sighed. If he simply waited out for those technology to arrive, then he would have become an old man by then. He need not wait. He could theorize the method instead. If he could develop enough mathematical support, it would suffice to say that it would open a lot of doors. 

[color=6ecff6]"I can only hope --cough-- that I can --cough-- take --cough cough--"[/color] His voice turned completely incomprehensible. He spent another few seconds in a violent fits of cough, trying to clear his throat.

[color=green]"Are you alright?"[/color] A womanly voice, coming from the apartment's kitchen. And from there emerged a lady, probably in her late twenties, with waist-length black hair, carrying a tray with two cups of tea on it. She looked a little worried, as her subject of care was displaying some disturbing signs.

[color=6ecff6]"cough -- I'm alright. I'm alright. It may be just me drinking a little much cold water the other day."[/color] Thomas replied, as his voice line soon returned to normal. 

[color=green]"That's why I always tell you to be careful with your diet."[/color] She said, to which he frowned in annoyance. 

[color=6ecff6]"You can't be too strict with that rules of yours, Jeanie. It's not like I became sick frequently or something."[/color] He replied as he put his glasses on again before brushing his hair upward. 

[color=green]"But anyway, how's your PhD work going?"[/color] She said, switching subjects.

[color=6ecff6]"Well, a section needs more research. Too many unanswered questions. Probably gonna take half to another year for that."[/color] Thomas replied, scrubbing his large forehead. 

[color=green]"A year?"[/color] She was in shock [color=green]"I don't understand people like you sometimes. Those professors and doctors. I don't get how you can stand that many hours doing nothing but reading books, commencing experiments hundreds of times and still manage to be sane."[/color] She said, frowning her eyes a bit, but still sound lively.

[color=6ecff6]"That's what makes them so incomprehensible."[/color] Thomas immediately countered, to which the girl laughed. 

[color=green]"Still, do you know what is today?"[/color] She asked suggestively. 

[color=6ecff6]"It's Friday."[/color] But he didn't catch it at first. 

[color=green]"Of course it's Friday dummy. Look, there is a Late Night Event at Club Aether. A good opportunity to hangout you know."[/color] 

[color=6ecff6]"I'm not so fond of loud places though."[/color] He replied.

[color=green]"Still, there are people that may interests you. Perhaps find someone that can be there with you for the rest of your lives."[/color] 

The Solaris student rolled his eyes. After the zoo visit, he did lock himself inside his room only doing his research after all. It felt a little lonely.

[color=6ecff6]"Well, you're not wrong."[/color]

[color=green]"So is that a yes?"[/color] 

The man simply shrugged his shoulder as he looked at his nurse in the eyes. What did she think the answer was?[hr][center][color=f6989d] [h3]Club Aether[/h3][/color][/center][hr] 
It looked like he came just in time as the performance was going on. As Jeanie was pushing him through the entrance, the song came to Thomas's mind as Livin' La Vida Loca. While not entirely a favorite genre, it was pretty good by his standard. Good enough that by the time the song ended, Thomas actually clapped his hand, not out of politeness, but genuinely, knowing that the guy actually deserved the applause. 

Though this may be a little too metallic for his taste, he nevertheless needed a little air after all that time in his room. And, with a little help from Jeanie, he was quite prepared for it, sporting a nice orange suit with dark purple ties. Now that he was present in this crowded place, he did not intend to spend it by himself.