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In his opinion, it was the perfect day for a vigorous bike ride around the city, which really meant that he was going to try to ride at a fast pace without hitting anyone. So far, Kyle was doing fairly well as he had a few narrow misses and one moment where he clipped a box that a guy was carrying, and technically the box thing had been the other guy’s fault. Honestly, who carries a long box full of fishing poles in such a way that someone is going to get clocked in the head by it? Well, Kyle had escaped the situation with only a bruised shoulder, so he had kept on riding along at the same pace.

Things were going along smoothly after that as most people were leaving a clear path for him to weave himself through, but eventually all good things ended. In this case, the street began to crowd up to the point that he would move faster if he carried the bike, so what he needed was a shortcut of some kind to get out of such a crowded situation. Somehow, Kyle made his way into an alley that led out to a street that was right across from the campus, which seemed like a nice place to cut across to get to his end destination. With this thought in mind, he sped across the street when it was clear and began to make his way across to the other side, and he hoped that he wouldn’t get in trouble for doing it.

As he made his way across, Kyle happened to see an older gentleman lose hold of some papers that he had been holding, and it seemed that he was struggling to recover them all. Putting on the brakes, he skid to a stop near the man and then he proceeded over to where the man was. ”Here. Let me help you with that,” he said before bending down to collect the papers for the guy. It was the only thing that he could do in such a situation as ignoring the man’s plight wasn’t an option for someone like Kyle, so he did what needed to be doing. Of course, he was curious as to who the gentleman was and what these papers were for, but he refrained from asking until he had gathered them all up. It wouldn’t do any good to distract himself from the task, which might lead to losing of some of the papers.

After he jumped in, it took no time at all for the two of them to gather up all of the papers that he man had lost a grip on, but he still wondered what they were for. Out of all the possible answers that came to mind, Kyle figure that the older gentlemen was either a teacher, a businessman or a scientist, but the only way to know for sure was to ask the man the obvious question. Of course, he first needed to give the man back all of the remaining papers that he had held in his hands.

“Not a problem at all. I was taught by my parents that when you see someone in a spot of bother to do what I can to help out,” responded Kyle as he placed the remaining papers in the gentleman’s hand. In comparison to the last person he had assisted, this had been a pretty easy task, but helping someone move was a lot harder than picking up light pieces of papers. “If you don’t mind me asking, what are those papers for exactly? I caught some glimpses as to what was on them but not enough to know what it meant, but I understand if you want to keep your business private.”

A few moments after he asked his question, a thought popped into Kyle’s head that made him realize that he had forgotten to do the other thing that his parents had told him to do when meeting someone new. “Forgive my rudeness. I forgot to properly introduce myself to you. My name is Kyle Hawkins, and it is a pleasure to meet you.”

Wow. This was the first time that Kyle had ever met anyone with the title of ‘doctor’ who wasn’t trying to give him a shot or something, and he was tempted to ask what kind of doctor Harold was but it seemed rather rude to interrupt the man while he was still talking. Of course, his mind was trying to run through the possibilities as there were so many areas that one could be a doctor of, and then the man told him.

Actually, Harold showed Kyle what he did by handing him back one of the pieces of papers that he recovered, and the young man looked it over quite thoroughly. From what he could tell, the man was a doctor that studied symbols and languages, which seemed interesting to Kyle. It was sort of like understanding a code or puzzle that no one else did, and while he was intrigued by it Kyle doubted that he would be able to understand it.

”That is definitely an interesting line of work you got there, so I guess you are pretty famous since you are delivering a lecture at the university, right?”