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Library Mingle Log

Who: Everyone!
Where: The Library
When: Throughout their time in Struxta
Rating: PG, will edit if this changes
What: The Circle gets together for some research on what this place is all about. Please treat this like a mingle log--feel free to put up a starter and tag around!

The Library (hopefully) promises to have the answers that the Welcome Committee and the general robot on the street don't. Characters can access the information by computer, and the Library has just about everything that's happened in Struxta.

That's thousands of years of information to wade through, so get to work!

[ooc: As it says above, please feel free to put up your own starter and tag around! Characters can have heard others chatting about the library or been told about it by the Welcome Committee or have just wandered in. If you come across anything of interest that you'd like me to edit into or link in the main post, please just let me know.]

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[Firo's. Not thrilled to be here. He's not anti-library--he's even read a few books in his lifetime!--but he's not really a research kind of guy. If he thinks, he thinks on his feet, usually in a fight, not in quiet contemplation.

And yet here he is. His preferred method of just badgering the Welcome Committee didn't get him much in the way of actual information, but it got him here, so it's what he'll have to work with if he wants his curiosity (and wariness) to be satisfied at all.

And, in a way, maybe the quiet is a bit welcome; this place is so beyond his time that being out in the open is honestly overstimulating. He'd take El Minha over this any day.

But again: here he is.

After a crash course with the computer, he feels even more lost than before. Other characters may notice that he's not even approaching the machine yet; instead, he turns to whoever's nearest to him.]

So. Where do you think we start?

[The library is second nature to Waver. He is a creature of books, of research, of sitting around and endlessly going through page after page of text. The touch screens and everything are new to him (ah, being from the 1990s), the process of research is not.

He's happiest went left to his own devices, a notebook to one side of him and a screen full of text in front.

It's late when he finally looks up from his screen, unsure if there's anyone else in the library, or if the place is even open right now. That second part is...well.]

--Jeez, I hope I'm not locked in.

[Actually, it'd be amazing.]

[They had been working together as a group for a few days by now, scouring the Library’s endless trove of information, an impossible amount of data archived on the servers, which lined each floor like tombs in a military graveyard. Progress was progress, and there were encouraging moments within the grind; a pinpoint of interesting information here, an illuminating file of Struxta’s history there. But it was like plucking a few grains of sand from an endless desert, and Connor knew that combing through all of it was nothing more than wishful thinking. They didn’t have enough manpower between them, this place was too large, there was an uncountable amount of history to peel back, layer by thin layer. They were restricted by resources and, most of all, time.

These are his thoughts as he stands before one of the consoles in the middle of this particular floor, the glow from the screen casting the whole of him in a strange, diaphanous blue. Connor’s mouth tugs at a frown. There were answers to be had about this world, tucked away and waiting to be pulled out from a sea of data. They just needed a wider, more efficient net.

He doesn’t spare a glance at whoever happens to be nearby. He’s too focused on an idea blossoming in his mind, but he’s courteous enough to supply a vague, yet worrisome warning:]

I’m going to try something.

[He reaches out, and places a hand on the console.

It’s not the same kind of interfacing that he’s used to. The displayed skin on his hand doesn’t eddy back to show porcelain-white plastic, but the vast gateways of the Library open up to him regardless, and he can see just how much there is to plunge into. He had done this once before, hesitating at the precipice, but now Connor’s curiosity has mingled with stubbornness, and he finalizes the connection with his own processes.

From an outsider’s perspective, it’s hard to tell exactly what’s happening. He stands still, the blue circular LED at his temple flickering sporadically. But these moments culminate into something definitely worrisome: the stutter of the light on the screen and across the row of servers nearby, the crackle of something internal freezing up — or heating up — shown in a strange paroxysm of shock on his face, and inevitably, his body crumpling suddenly and unceremoniously to the floor.

He’s unconscious, gone offline, having bit off more than he could chew, supposedly. You’re now saddled with an android on the ground, with a fried AI. What do?]

((OOC; This top level will act as a starting point for characters who want to aid Connor, or just an overall mingle of “wtf just happened”. Since he’s out of it, I won’t be tagging in until necessary, so feel free to get creative with what to do with him, and talk amongst yourselves!

Some issues people can try to fix: corrupted software, a deactivated Thirium pump regulator (regulates his artificial heartbeat, basically, and can be found accessible just below his sternum. Looks like a cylindrical plug), and overheated components in his ‘brain’.

The LED at his temple can be scanned to do a quick diagnostic of his overall state, if a character possesses that ability. Otherwise, he has a well-hidden panel that slides open around his torso area, which can be forcibly pried open if you wanna really get in there. You’ll have to get under his shirt for it!))

[ give daylight a second, please. he's currently recalling his adventures to dialup while going through archives and databases- ]

We can try to find the newest entries and oldest entries first. [ he says this bit slowly, trying to recall dialup's method of information extraction and data management. he wishes they were here with him and firo right now, he really does. ]

After that we can... Um... Compare them to each other. See not only the dates but the evolution of how they're categorised and catalogued and... you know. Things like that.

[ first thing that daylight does is s C R E A M because oh by the dust and rust one minute he's just chatting with meddy as they attempt to peek at some of the machines and the next someone is falling to the ground near them and what's going on-

trying to keep calm despite his systems whining from overheat and the rush of fear pumping through his wires, daylight realises that someone is hurt and they need help. he does his best to focus on the need to help and help alone, powering through his jitters while he makes his way to the person who's fallen to the ground, not wanting to leave them by themselves. he quickly orders meddy to look over them and do what they can for him and he watches his little medbot zip to connor's side without a moment's hesitation.

meddy activates their sensors and begins to run swipe it across up and down connor's form, trying to get a read of his temperature and any irregularities before cataloguing them and trying to figure out what's the most important thing to tackle first. ]

Hey! Hey! Are you still with us? Hello? [ in a desperate attempt to be of some semblance of help, daylight kneels next to the unconscious person while meddy runs their scans and that's when he notices the strange implant on the side of their temple. augmented human, maybe...?

unsure of what to do, daylight acts on gut instincts and pushes his emission field forward to the guy, trying to recall the exact emission pattern that emergency aid and all the other medics use when treating someone critically injured. ah- right- it's safety-assurance-shelter. ] Can-Can someone else come over here? Please? Hello?

[If there's anything a techie can recognize without even thinking about it, it's the sound of circuits frying. Or maybe it's just the fact that her screen goes blank when she was finally starting to get somewhere good in her research. Either way, she's glancing around to try and find the source of the fried terminals when she sees a guy on the ground, and someone else leaning over him.

She frowns before getting up to make her way closer, before crouching down to check for a pulse.]

What happened?

[ daylight's winglets are fluttering in anxiety, trying to scoot to the side to give her space to do whatever she's doing. it's kind of cramped as is given daylight's ridiculous height, but between meddy zipping about scanning the unconscious person and someone else trying to check his pulse, it is challenging daylight to find new ways to make him small enough to let a human sized person move without restriction. ]

I-I don't know! I swear! Meddy and I were talking and then machines flickered and I heard a thump and- [ calm. calm. focus on pushing out comforting emission waves. ] Meddy? Do you know what's happening?

[ apparently so, with how the little white drone looks towards daylight and the new person, spitting out a series of 'beep beep beep' and 'boop boop boop like it's supposed to mean something.

and... it does, judging by how intently daylight listens to them before he speaks up again: ] Um... They're saying there's a series of hardware and software issues going on right now- Oh! Meddy says we need to first focus on bringing his temperate back to normal. They're detecting signs of overheating inside their head.

[Hardware and software - at least those are words she understands. It doesn't take her long to jump between "what???" to "oh, this is an android" and she shifts her approach slightly, trying to think what she would do in terms of a computer versus what she would do for a person.]

Can Meddy tell me where his cooling system is?

Umm... Hang on- They're scanning for that right now.

[ meddy gives out a 'beep!' to confirm daylight's words, zipping here and there and everywhere as they scanned every inch to make sure they didn't miss anything.

quickly quickly quickly, meddy zips down until they're hovering a few inches from the unconscious bot(?)-human(?)-hybrid(?) and rap a fin of theirs against the general area of the torso. they look up at daylight, letting out a rapidfire of beeps and chirps that daylight nods along to. ]

Meddy says there might be a way to access his systems somewhere in this area but it's hard for them to tell where it is exactly. [ daylight frowns, his emission field coloured with uncertainty before he pushes that aside to continue sending out security patterns just in case it could help the poor guy out. ]

[Zari considers for a moment, before checking to make sure that Connor wasn't still connected to the terminals in any way. If she has to do something that invasive, she doesn't want it to be here, for all the world to see.

They need privacy and she needs tools.]

Do you think you can carry him? I've been freelancing at a repair shop and they have what I need there. I don't think I have anything that can help him here.

Yeah! I definitely can do that. Hang on- [ it isn’t too difficult for daylight to start carefully picking the unconscious connor up, able to hold him without too much trouble on his part.

meddy backs off now once they see what's going on, quietly chirring in support to their charge as daylight begins to stand up-

-and up and up until he's at his full height. more or less. sometimes you've just gotta stoop a bit when you're ten feet tall and don't wanna break anything delicate like the machinery here. he has a feeling the committee may not be happy with these turn of events as is so... yeah. no need to pile up on it. ]

Do we- [ he bites on his lower lip, winglets wiggling and twitching in restless worry. ] Do we tell the others about what happened? Give them a heads up?

Let's see how long it's going to take to fix him first. If the fix is simple, then there's no reason to make people worry. He can tell them himself.

[Especially since they don't know what caused the shortage in the first place. She pushes to her feet with him, trying not to be intimidated by the tall of it all, and starts to lead the way towards the streets.]

It's not far from here. Follow me.

[ and off they go-! daylight dutifully trots after her, doing his best to not jostle the person in his arms too much while they're on the go. there's something going on with the poor guy's head as is. last thing daylight wants to do is add bruises or broken bones on top of it. ]

Daylight. [ best to get introductions out of the way, right? ] Daylight vis Lornlit.

... Hi. [ if he could, he would wave a greeting to her. for now, he raises a winglet of his and wiggles it back and forth instead. ]

[Oh right ... they should probably do those.]

Zari Tomaz. Nice to meet you, though there probably could have been better circumstances.

[But that's also ... the story of Zari's life. Meeting people in unfortunate places.]

Nice to meet you, Zari! [ daylight smiles, trying to stay upbeat in the face of everything and the armful of unconscious man he has. ]

I'm kind of glad it was you I ran into for this, honestly. [ he means that. he honestly does. ] It seems like you know what you're doing. [ please compare her actions to daylight and his immediate urge to scream, like that would accomplish anything. ]

[Elizabeth is more than a little lost today. What was described as the Library is nothing like any library she knows. She knew well enough to expect that much but after moments of lingering and interacting somewhat haphazardly with the touchscreens, she sighs a bit and resigned herself to learning more before she came back to even attempt this again.

It's as she leaves that Elizabeth spots a somewhat familiar sight. Daylight, the quite large automaton with the lovely attitude in her opinion, another woman she doesn't know and a man in Daylight's hold that she certainly doesn't know either. The man looks to be unconscious though and that's enough to make Elizabeth's brows rise upward in surprise.

Her question is directed at Daylight, given she knows him, but she does tip a worried look in the other woman's direction as well. Elizabeth does still stick out like something of a sore thumb in this technological world with her old fashioned dress and spencer.]

Has something happened?

[There wasn't a fight or some such on one of the floors, was there? This place seemed far too peaceful for that.

[Tyrion's still confused from how this library looks. But then, thousands of years of history would fill even more books and he knew how careful you have to handle old books. This way of keeping a library was fitting for this world.]

"We could start with finding out the most recent 'odd' events that had happened here. You know, odd in the terms of this place. Maybe we will stumble upon something."

[He turned his attention back at the computer screen.] "They have this thing called 'news' if I remember it right. Maybe paying attention to these first would be a good idea."

[During the last days he learned a couple of new things, some were pretty odd and some were interesting. Like these 'news', a collection of the daily happening in Struxta. Tyrion realized the value of something like that.]

Elizabeth!

[ daylight's winglets arch up in surprise and relief upon seeing her approach, more than happy to see a familiar face in the midst of this mess they're all in at the moment. meddy beeps a friendly greeting upon noticing elizabeth's presence themselves, quickly zipping towards her to escort her to where the other two are.

the question elizabeth directs at him does make him falter for a second there. ] I-I don't know exactly. I just know he's hurt and we're trying to help him.

Zari- [ here, he makes an attempt of a gesture to zari's direction. which is a bit difficult given how his arms, um, preoccupied here. ] -and Meddy and I were in the Library to look for stuff. I heard this crash near me. I turn to the source and he's on the floor. Meddy says his head is overheating and we need to cool it down ASAP.

[The period dress doesn't thrown Zari much, as she's likely been to the time period that Elizabeth is from, but she's grateful that she and Daylight are at least familiar with each other. It probably saves them a bit of time.]

It seems like his processors tried to handle too much data and overheated. But I'm not going to be able to confirm that until I can run a more comprehensive diagnostic.

[No offense intended to Meddy, but sometimes things get lost in translation.]

[Processors? Overheating? Elizabeth can't help but look confused for a moment as she glances back to the unconscious man, then it strikes her. Connor doesn't look much like Daylight or anyone else in this world for that matter but he must be an automaton all the same.

She gives a quick, firm nod of understanding - at least the basics, that is. If the unconscious man were human, his need to be rendered into a more stable condition would be the most vital thing, so she thinks.]

If you like, I can aid in making him somewhat more stable, at least with his overheating.

[Here she gives a small smile.]

Astoria has seen fit to make me a healer of sorts and I find such abilities work just as well on objects and mechanics as they do on humans. I fear I could not heal him all at once but I can certainly help with this overheating probably and ought to be able to aid further as time passes.

[Tefé is late to the library party after some real-world exploration shenanigans. But she's actually pleasantly surprised there's other people in here, trying to learn things about this world too.

Better catch up.

She crouches a little behind you, trying to get a look at the screen over your shoulder.]

What have you figured out so far?

[She asks curiously.]

[ meddy is offended and gives out a few choice beeps in reply at zari, sounding almost hurt that their diagnosis isn’s trusted. definitely flitting closer to elizabeth in hopes of finding some form of sympathy.

usually, daylight would give it to his buddy but he’s a little too busy looking hopefully at elizabeth himself. ]

Could you? Oh wow that’s amazing. [ daylight needs to squish that quick flare of envy he feels whenever he hears someone else's power. ] That could be a lot of help right now. [ he looks down, refocusing his optics to get a better idea of the guy’s current state. ] He really, really, really needs a lot of help.

[ but— he looks over to zari, not wanting to do this without getting her consultation first since, right now, she's the one with the most knowledge of how to deal with this. ] Can we...?

[Honestly, from their talk in El Minha Firo'd gotten the impression that Daylight was something of a naive kid. But now he's pretty much hanging onto his every word. Very much unlike Firo, Daylight seems to have an actual plan and background knowledge.]

Newest and oldest. Yeah, uh--that sounds good.

[His brief attempt to pretend he knows what he's doing crumbles as soon as he tries to think of how to put that plan into play.]

...So how do we do that?

News, huh? What kinda things are you looking for?

[Normally recent and current things are all Firo'd care about. But it seems like humans haven't been around in a long time--he's more curious about that than many of the recent goings on. Though, come to think of it, maybe they should keep an eye on those too.

...It's all too much.]

Disasters of any kind, like natural disasters, wars. But also things you could say are trivial like changes in the weather. Maybe the most plain event could be the key.

[The absence of humans was irksome. Tyrion wondered if he would ever get used to it while they were here. But then, so far the citizen of Struxta had been friendly.]

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is the thread order being zari → elizabeth → daylight okay? /o\

works for me!

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please forgive me for being in a different timezone ᕕ-ᐛ-ᕗ

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