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Llewellyn was bored...

Yes, he knew he was lucky to have a place here at all. They technically didn’t even have room for another detective at station house 4, especially one who’d been dismissed from his prior station. Even if Station House 1 was the way it was.

But it didn’t mean he liked sitting around at a desk (not even one he could call his own, just one that was randomly free that day) while everyone else had things to do. There were even constables that had more to do than Llewellyn did currently. He almost wished the Inspector would yell at him to get on his feet and go look into some small incident. Anything to have something to do...

He got up a few minutes later, stretching his legs a bit and slouching over to the water cooler to grab a drink. Letting out a small sigh, he took the cup back to his desk.

Or at least he had been doing that until something in Detective Murdoch’s office caught his eye.

Sure, Llewellyn knew the Detective didn’t like when he messed with things. It wasn’t his office (he’d lost his office, though he didn’t miss the other station), and a lot of the man’s personal projects were a bit finicky (sometimes vaguely explosive he’d been told) if you messed with them the wrong way.

... But it was big, and had lots of wires, and appeared to have eye pieces. What was this contraption for? “Mm...” He hesitated, looking at the cup of water, then at the device. Ever since the case with the wine, Murdoch had been warming up to him... Maybe he wouldn’t mind a little peek?

And if he did, the man’s expressions were often quite hilarious. It would be worth a light scolding.

Putting the cup down, Llewellyn moved quietly into the office and picked up the device (oof it was heavy, very unwieldy) to carry back to his desk to fuss about with. At least this would occupy him for a bit!

Twenty minutes passed, and Llewellyn still had no idea what this thing was. It was so peculiar! Slouched over the desk, he tugged at a couple wires and turned it one way or another... When, he was surprised to find the thing’s creator walking in to address him. “Detective Watts, are you occupied?”

“In terms of police work— no.” He responded, looking up as the man brusquely rounded the desk to stop in front of him.

3... 2... 1... “Are those...?”

Oh, his expression was so befuddled today! That was kind of funny, considering how confused Llewellyn felt himself. “I borrowed these from your desk.”

The befuddlement shifted to something a little more... long-suffering. Like an elder sibling who was trying very hard to have patience with their younger brother who wanted to mess with all his stuff... Without asking. “In the future, I would appreciate—”

Oh... Llewellyn’s attention span is cringing at the idea of a long lecture already. He hefted the large item up and looks through the eye holes at the other detective. “You can’t see out of them.” The interruption is both to avoid being scolded further, and genuine curiosity. Detective Murdoch was brilliant, even if he was a little boring. It was interesting to learn about some of these things, and it was so rare that he had the man’s attention to ask about them. He did love to talk at length about science and invention... right? So surely this was a good way to get to know the man a little better?

“They’re meant to see heat. Eventually... More work is required.”

Llewellyn could see it, there was just a slight inclination of the man’s head and a small grin creeping onto his face. Murdoch wanted to talk about this thing. Putting the device down, he looked up at the older detective expectantly with a tilt of his head. Brows furrowed and intent on learning more, even if he knew he’d probably lose track of the conversation or get bored with all the scientific terms after a while. “Perhaps you might explain why heat needs to be seen?”

Murdoch nodded, though stared a little as the device was set down, perhaps not as gently as it should have been. Llewellyn was a tad clumsy at times... “I will, on the way to the storage shed.”

An explanation, and a chance to help? His day was turning around! He got up from his chair, leaning forward curiously. “What’s the task at hand?”

Murdoch’s expression shifted a little, a half wince. “A messy one, I’m afraid.”

Messy or not, it was undoubtedly important. So with a little fumbling as Murdoch moved to get his invention off the desk and Llewellyn moved to grab his hat off the lamp at the same time bumping into the man, they left the station behind...

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What exactly were those for and how heavy were they?

Like body heat or some other type of heat?

The detective used the term uh— thermology when he explained it. The main idea was for it to see body heat, I expect? He wanted to improve upon an earlier invention he was using to see at night during cases. It was still heavier than my puppy, so... heavier than practical, I think?

At least I think it would have been awkward to carry around during a case. He did say they were only an early stage attempt though, so I expect the design has changed by now. It’s been a year or so, anyway. Mm... and he’s invented a lot of other interesting things since then.

I take it he was hoping that it would help in cases then? How long a body had been there. That kind of thing?

That would be a correct guess, yes. Most of his inventions have been quite helpful over the years in solving a case, though he’s also prone to building things to make basic household chores easier. Like a robot floor cleaner, and a potato cooking room.

[Yep, you heard the man correctly.]

It could probably be used for that...? It would make the coroner’s job a little easier. Well— If he got it working, that is. I know he wanted to improve the original version which he used to find a missing girl in the woods a few years prior.

... What the hell is a potato cooking room?

[The robotic floor cleaner is normal, well, kind of.]

Did he never really get it working then?

Oh— it’s a room? Or... more like a closet that cooks food. There’s a dinner plate thing at the centre of it that rotates to make sure nothing explodes while it cooks. Most often they’ve used it for potatoes, so everyone calls it that? There are tiny versions of it in the kitchen here! Much more practical, I think he’d like them if he were here.

[He sure did just describe a closet sized microwave.]

Not as far as I’ve seen, but I also don’t always get to work with him. It’s possible he made use of it during another case. It’s um... also possible that he got distracted by another idea and hasn’t gotten back to it yet.

[Dick tries not to laugh when the potato room is described. Well, that was definitely interesting.]

A microwave, then.

[Except that he was being told that it was a closet. He couldn't even picture a closet for cooked foods.]

Does he get distracted a lot?

He does! I’ve seen him in the middle of a conversation with someone, only to suddenly get distracted by another thought entirely.

[... Llewellyn had zero ground to stand on, he’d been known to do it as well.]

Then there’ve been days where I’ve seen him tune out the Inspector while he was working on something entirely, takes a while for the Inspector to catch on to the fact that he isn’t being heart.

How could one see heat?

Mm... Well! From the explanation that Detective Murdoch gave me— or what I remember of it...

[Oh, he wished he had the notebook he wrote it all down in now... That one was back in his world though, having filled it and moved onto a new one already.]

I think he had designed it to have small sensors inside that... measured a kind of radiation er— that’s a kind of energy? That’s ranges depending on how hot an object is, with varying temperatures being displayed as a colour. I don’t know if he ever got it working, wouldn’t be surprised if he did though.

What an interesting proposition. Gray-worlders come up with such interesting contrivances when it moves them.

Though I cannot fathom a reason for such a creation.

Oh, Detective Murdoch is often moved to create many strange devices. Either for assisting in casework or making household tasks easier? Like a robotic floor cleaner and a potato cooking room. He’s uh— very creative. A lot of inventors in my world have worked with him now and again.

[He hummed a little,]

I couldn’t figure out the reason for wanting to see heat myself, at least not until he explained it? There’s an earlier version of the invention that he used to find a girl missing in the woods at night. Seeing um... heat meant that he could see her when otherwise he might not have. He wanted to improve upon the earlier design.

A potato cooking room? I cannot fathom what that would have been.

[He considers this idea though. The concept that perhaps one could use heat to find what was missing. How interesting.]

I suppose I could understand such a thing. Given I was raised in a city, I expect my understanding of things is very different. It would not be a viable tool where I lived.

The potato cooking room was a rather strange and complicated inclusion in their home, I admit.

It’s like an uh— large closet. With a rotating plate in the centre of it that you can cook things on. It cooks more than potatoes but... well, most of the time I’ve heard it used for potatoes so myself and the others tend to refer to it as that. It’s like a much larger version of the thing they call a microwave here?

Which... I think is much more practical than an entire closet. I think he’d be fascinated by it and much of this world.

[The admission from Rhy isn’t too surprising, from what he’d seen of London in his world and the way Rhy had described his own London.]

I admit, that doesn’t surprise me? In my world, people visiting from London are often very ill-prepared for the amount of forest and the long lengths of time it takes to get from one place to another. Canada is mm... very large, and much of it is forests. Even if Toronto is a major city, it’s still got a lot of densely wooded areas around it.

Yes, an entire closet could be used for better things. Like clothes.

[A lot of clothes.]

One would have to go far in Arnes to find forests, I fear. But they do exist.

Potato cooking room aside, it’s a very nice home. Very modern...? So uh— I’m quite sure they have other closets for clothing, Dr. Ogden is quite fashionable and has an extensive wardrobe compared to her husband. He wouldn’t require much space, I think. I’m quite sure Detective Murdoch only has three black suits. He’s very... practical minded.

[Somewhere, William Murdoch would get the feeling that his fashion sense was being called into question again and whining internally that the one of the suits was navy...!]

So it’s somewhat similar to my world then. You don’t have to go far to find forested areas where I’m from though, it’s quite beautiful as long as proper care is taken.

[Well, practical minds are useful in their own time.]

Detective Murdoch sounds a little like my brother. Yes, he has more clothing than that, but he is loath to use it. So drab, my brother, when he should be a peacock

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i am dying over this and will call my microwave a potato cooking box

That’s it, this is my crowning achievement in the rp world. I couldn’t be prouder of myself XD

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