Liam dusted off his hand like it might be dirty. It wasn't but it might be sweaty or something. "I know who you are. Liam Marquis, Cyber protection? Cyber Security? I dunno, don't know if I have a real title. But that sounds better than just Liam Haart." He chuckled awkwardly. He'd been giving his mother's last name mostly so that he wouldn't be readily known as his dad's son to those who didn't know the family when he was younger. Except Liam was a genius and made too much trouble for everyone since he started showing up in every school. It was all so very boring.
He was in public school because of it all and Liam was afraid there was no where left to go. At least there people treated him mostly like normal. They didn't really know who Ephriam Haart was or even his mother. But then again he didn't go around flaunting it either. When he was there. Like now...
"You study genetics and budling a better you with our very own building blocks -- DNA." Liam mimicked one of the long boring perky videos that played throughout the building. "Someone should make a song like the 1978 YMCA" Liam muttered to himself but made a mental note to see if anyone on the internet had already done that. It would be so cool. Liam looked up to the scientist with a frown. "Sorry. You don't care about that." Liam thrust an arm in front of him and suggested they walk. "You weren't in a rush or anything. I can walk with you. Show you the best way back to your lab, or office. Or wherever you want to go that will avoid all the people. Just not all the cameras." Liam pointed up at the nearly invisible cameras lining the walls of every hall in the building. He waved. He loved freaking the security guys out.
If he were just a little bit taller he could put bubble gum on the camera. But he couldn't do that. No his dad might throw him out after he'd already done that to get kicked out of one school. So what he wanted to sneak out and go to the computer lab. It wasn't like he was doing what the rest of the boys were and going out to get drunk and laid. No Liam was a dork! And to be fair that Liam was a dork. Long gangly arms, too short torso. At least now he had abs and was starting to fill out. Still had a long way to go before he was the kinda guy you saw on a magazine cover.
Liam muttered again under his breath when he realized he'd gotten distracted -- again. "Sorry. Are you doing anything fun?"
He was in public school because of it all and Liam was afraid there was no where left to go. At least there people treated him mostly like normal. They didn't really know who Ephriam Haart was or even his mother. But then again he didn't go around flaunting it either. When he was there. Like now...
"You study genetics and budling a better you with our very own building blocks -- DNA." Liam mimicked one of the long boring perky videos that played throughout the building. "Someone should make a song like the 1978 YMCA" Liam muttered to himself but made a mental note to see if anyone on the internet had already done that. It would be so cool. Liam looked up to the scientist with a frown. "Sorry. You don't care about that." Liam thrust an arm in front of him and suggested they walk. "You weren't in a rush or anything. I can walk with you. Show you the best way back to your lab, or office. Or wherever you want to go that will avoid all the people. Just not all the cameras." Liam pointed up at the nearly invisible cameras lining the walls of every hall in the building. He waved. He loved freaking the security guys out.
If he were just a little bit taller he could put bubble gum on the camera. But he couldn't do that. No his dad might throw him out after he'd already done that to get kicked out of one school. So what he wanted to sneak out and go to the computer lab. It wasn't like he was doing what the rest of the boys were and going out to get drunk and laid. No Liam was a dork! And to be fair that Liam was a dork. Long gangly arms, too short torso. At least now he had abs and was starting to fill out. Still had a long way to go before he was the kinda guy you saw on a magazine cover.
Liam muttered again under his breath when he realized he'd gotten distracted -- again. "Sorry. Are you doing anything fun?"