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[protect_and_survey]

Jemma is pretty sure... well. Sort of sure, anyway. She has a good working hypothesis... and maybe some supporting data that someone is looking for an agent from the sciences division to go on a field mission. She is basing this entirely on the fact that she got some unusual questions and some equally unusual looks from her SO today, and she's almost fully qualified for field work.

Maybe... maybe someone is paying attention.

So Jemma is in a rather good mood today.

This is only made better by discovering a type of butterfly she hasn't seen before while on a walk out back. That'd be why there's a SHIELD scientist sprawled in what used to be the outfield for the baseball field, yes.

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[hot_water]

His stride is slow and graceful; he's clearly not in any sort of a hurry, and his footfalls are light in the grass. "Will it survive the process?" he asks, amused.

[protect_and_survey]

"Oh, he, or she, I haven't figured that out yet, will survive for a while, at least - there's only so much you can learn on necropsy." She assures him, though she hopes he's not that emotionally invested in an insect.

[hot_water]

Tahno has to spend a moment to figure out what 'necropsy' is from context. "Neat. I used ta know someone who pinned bugs to little frames. She'd name 'em."

[protect_and_survey]

"I suppose I could name it - it doesn't have a proper scientific name, not in my world at least. Though I'd have to figure out what genus it belongs to first." She decides, eyeing her prize.

[hot_water]

"Oh, yeah? How would that kind of name work?" Tahno asks, arching a brow. "I dunno anything about scientific namin'."

[protect_and_survey]

"It's a two part system - the first part of the name describes the group of creatures it is most like, and is related to - the second part is its independent identifier, so everyone knows what you're talking about - sometimes it describes a physical characteristic, but some are named after the discoverer, or something the creature reminds the discoverer of, or someone famous." She explains with a shrug. The naming system has problems, yes.

[hot_water]

"So it could be a Beebutterfly Jemma?" he asks, bending a flower sculpture into a patch of snow as they pass. "Or a Beebutterfly Purple-and-Green?"

[protect_and_survey]

"Essentially, but in latin, or greek - we use a binomial, or two-name system, and traditionally one of those two languages would be used. So something like... Supermundanae purpuraetviridi, though that's a bit long for a name. Supermundanae pulchellus is more to the point."

...

So she forgets not everyone knows Latin. Meh.

[hot_water]

Tahno blinks slowly, and then chuckles as he shakes his head. He can see the bar by now, and he glances to her. "So what's a pulchellus? And why is it 'super mundane'? Looks pretty impressive to me."

[protect_and_survey]

"No, supermundanae, which means other-worldly, or as close as I can make it on the fly, and pulchellus is pretty. I figure butterflies at the end of the universe deserve their own grouping." She explains helpfully.

[hot_water]

"Pretty and other worldly? Yeah, I guess that makes sense. Ya can call it a Milliwaysae pretty thing, if ya really wanted," he teases gently, walking backwards to get a better look at her.

[protect_and_survey]

Jemma's expression conveys exactly what she thinks of his mangled Latin.

"I think we can stick to standard nomenclature." She retorts primly, giving him a tart look.

[hot_water]

He laughs, resting a hand on his chest. "Oh, man. Yer the scientist, not me, so I'll bow to yer ability to name the thing. Ya might even find that it's got a toxin unlike anythin' you've ever seen. That'd be neat."

[protect_and_survey]

"That'd be brilliant, an entirely new class of toxins, I'd have to figure out some way to introduce that to my world, it could be so terribly useful - did you know a lot of toxins are actually medicines at correct dosage?"

...

That's not the reason she'd love a new toxin, but it works, okay?

[hot_water]

"Maybe, if there is a new one, and ya figure out how it works, ya can reproduce it here," Tahno offers, gliding across the grass with his easy saunter. "Then it'd be a simple matter of taking that stuff home."

[protect_and_survey]

... Jemma is actually rather deeply pleased by this.

And touched.

Her smile is a fierce little thing as she hugs the jar to her chest.

"Here's hoping."