[hr][hr][center][h1][b][i][color=F2541F]Atkin Bowman[/color][/i][/b][/h1] [/center][hr][center][color=F2541F][b]Location:[/b][/color] Wizard Palace 21st Floor[/center][hr] [color=F2541F]"I'd love to go with you to the Manuscriptorium,"[/color] Atkin blurted out without really thinking. It really was an obvious choice for him. He could either spend all day sitting around listening to a bunch of fuddy-duddy wizards argued about things he already knew without making any real progress, or he could go out with Arya and maybe do something of worth that won't get forgotten immediately by everyone else. And perhaps while they were out, maybe he could convince her to let him go check on his family and make sure they were all ok. It would be a shame that the cats wouldn't be able to come with him, but he expected as much. Atkin wanted to get up, but the cat in his lap was very soft and he didn't want to disturb it. He gently tried to encourage it to get up off of him, but it just purred and rolled over a bit. This would be quite the challenge to overcome. [color=F2541F]"So you're going to the Manuscriptorium to look up that Mutant stuff that was mentioned yesterday, right,"[/color] he asked, not looking away from the feline. The cat showed no sign of wanting to move anytime soon, but he knew they were fickle beasts. It'd get bored soon, right? But he had had plenty of time to go over the day's events again and again in his head. Luna was kidnapped through some means other than Magyk. Myrus suddenly creates an explosion in a very non-Magykal way. 'Oh look, a mutant.' It all seemed to add up. Whatever these mutant things were, he had a hunch that they were going to become more and more common, and it'd be a good idea to learn about them now so you aren't defenseless against them later. There were a couple other things he imagined she'd want to look into at the moment, but as far as he could tell, mutants were the biggest unknown factor, thus the biggest problem to solve at the moment. Even if it was for some entirely unrelated reason, he was curious as to what was in there. He'd tried to sneak in once or twice, but boy they had that place wrapped up tighter than Matilda's corset. He got as far as the front desk before getting turned away for not having any "real" business there. Attempts to the back didn't even get him through the back door. They probably had all kinds of good shit in there hidden from the rest of the Castle, and they'd probably let Arya see it, which meant he might be able to see by extension, which was a really exciting proposition.