silent night, holy night

[hypnosymphony]

WHO: Isaac and any impromptu visitors he might get who know who he lives and are up at ungodly hours of the morning /MEANINGFUL COUGH
WHERE: some MAC apartment belonging to some fail villain
WHEN: midnight on christmas eve and going into the morning
WARNINGS: DORKS I GUESS nothin much
SUMMARY: Unhealthy sleeping habits result in Isaac being well and truly up to greet any visitors.
FORMAT: I'LL MATCH YOU


He's been sleeping well, these last few days; he's been busy picking and wrapping gifts (with no uncertain amount of effort put into less legal endeavors to find suitable gifts for some of his acquaintances), not to mention shopping. He'd made a half-hearted effort to clean his apartment, at least, but he wasn't expecting any visitors and he was perfectly content not to host or attend any parties (having at least seventeen years of experience had tired him out somewhat).

Tonight, though, he's getting back onto his work, and so the passing of Christmas Eve into the early hours of Christmas Day finds him busily penciling in notes for yet another blueprint of something or other with utter disregard for the time.

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[hastheedge]

Xanatos's attention was still focused on the blueprints. "So, hypothetically of course, if you put a city in suspended animation-or even a building-then nobody on the inside would notice, but the people on the outside would think it vanished."

Why no he wasn't planning a heist with this information, not at all.

[hypnosymphony]

"Actually, when we tried it, people forgot it existed entirely. But, yes - anyone within the city at the time wouldn't notice. They would be, effectively, asleep. I'm sure it has less grandiose applications, but I haven't seen the need to apply myself to the problem."

He's certainly not going to judge. Xanatos is his boss, after all, and it's not as if Isaac's own morals are going to object.

[hastheedge]

"Interesting...would you mind if I borrowed these blueprints for a while? I'd like to see if I can refine them to smaller-scale use." He paused for a moment, thinking.

"Though, before I refine anything, is there any way for you to enter the displaced city without suffering the effects of the machine?"

[hypnosymphony]

"Of course - be my guest. There are certain pieces of equipment you'll need to have in order to not be affected-" aka, comic book science didn't explain it "-but rest assured, those work perfectly well. It would be silly to steal an entire city without making sure you could be conscious to enjoy it."

[hastheedge]

"Well, I know what my New Years Resolution will be," Xanatos idly said as he folded up the blueprints and put them in his pocket. He was sure that with his technology (aka vague children's cartoon science) he'd manage to work something out.

"But enough talk about shop. Open your Christmas present."

[hypnosymphony]

"I look forward to the results," he replies mildly, with a smile. He's interested in what Xanatos can come up with, really.

He duly opens the gifted package, and is immediately delighted with the contents - he lights up as soon as he realises what it is.

"Well! I'm not going to ask where you got this -- but, my goodness. You really are too kind." He carefully puts his gift aside and hands Xanatos the package resting on the table in front of them. "And now, open yours. I believe you'll like the contents."

[hastheedge]

Xanatos opened the package, grinning as he sees the books. "Oh this is wonderful." He starts flipping through one, smiling still.

"Thank you, Isaac."