." Ekela was blushing."So keep the titles for the classroom, and maybe my office if there are other students around." Ekela nodded. Kalea ate a few bi...tes of her supper and then continued, "So, how's your course with Mayoni coming?" Okay. Oh my gosh! Speaking of which, Mayoni... Isn't your exam on entanglement tomorrow?"Mayoni stared at her boyfriend. "Well, not just entanglement. The test also covers Chapter 1 of Quantum Consciousness. You should be familiar with the papers of Penrose and. Her smile grew bigger and she nodded, running over to toss her bag on the bottom bunk that was right beside Aly's bed. Aly stood back up straight and smiled to herself, proud of how she handled the situation. "Now what do we do?" Asked Suzy, as she hung off upside down from her bunk. "Well, let's take a look at our schedule." Aly answered pulling a paper out of the envelope. She glanced at it quickly and hung it in a frame beside the door. Looks like our lunch time is 12:20. That gives us about. I think it takes three minutes doesn't it to boil a kettle? (I'll need to research that later. If they allow me to use my laptop, that is).If Joan hadn't dropped her handbag while she was an aggressive bitch, then the nail file wouldn't have fallen out, would it? If she'd dealt with catching us with a little more maturity, a tad more calmly, then we wouldn't be in our current predicament, and Joan wouldn't be six foot under.I don't remember sticking the nail file in her neck. Like Moses parting. I learned to blend pigments and alcohol, process soap fat, and finally, make my own inks.I built my own 'hammers' as Samaroc called them. The simplest of these were simply small pieces of wood with needles fastened to the ends of them. The more complex hammers were flexible pieces of bamboo with custom grips and 'tap plates', the places where you struck the hammer to make it flex down and drive the pigment into the skin of your subject. The flexibility of the bamboo and the placement of the.