Sharing of Knowledge(Researchers Only)

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There Gawain sat in a temporary lecture hall on his own, looking through a few notes on his notebook on what he was hoping to talk about during that small meeting he hoped he was going to have. He was dressed in his common white coat, blue semi-long sleeved shirt, white slacks, and white dress shoes, a lone figure in the room, one might say. For a while, Gawain, having heard about a few other situations, considered about meeting with a few knowledgeable individuals about broad matters from Grimm, technology, Dust, and anything else that could be indepthly researched. However, not knowing how to exactly contact others about the subject, Gawain ended up putting up a bare minimum of three mini-posters at the front of the main building of the academy, in front of the library, and near the mess hall. The description on each poster was simple, and it was done completely in Gawain's own handwriting; however without any illustrations.


However simple and cliche the poster could've sounded, Gawain simply hoped that people were going to show up after he put some work into trying to host the meeting. It was also an attempt at trying to be social of his own will, meeting with new people. But, for then, Gawain could only wait to see if anyone showed up.

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Gawain waited in that room an hour later, and then another, all by his lonesome self. Nevertheless, he waited patiently, in hopes that someone was going to come. He even started to try and come up with new topics to discuss, such as suggestions on how to better the academy for other students: things to help aid every day life. Sadly, even as Gawain created new material moment after moment, trying to expand upon each one as well to give a few pointers, even rethinking some, Gawain did all of it on his own. With no one to share ideas with, comment on one another's suggestions, a gathering of the minds was almost anything but a success. Despite being prepared, having done what he believed was all he could do, the meeting was simply a fluke.

After another hour passed by, an instructor passed by and well, that was that. Gawain started gathering his stuff, having utilized his time of the lecture hall as best he could, on his own, unfortunately. Yet, as he left the room on his own, he left with a lingering feeling of sadness.