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I do! [ he perks up, feeling much better since he knows rosinante is helping him create a list of questions he should ask dr. solis. he's also very relieved to have remembered to bring that along with him in his mad rush outside the cabin and to here. ] Yeah. Hang on- It should be here somewhere-!

[ daylight carefully put away the letter and begins to search for his tablet in his messenger bag belt. it takes a bit of digging around but he pulls out soon enough, opening it up to begin writing things down.

he pauses for a bit, looking down at rosinante with big optics.] -Thanks. I really don't want to mess this up for you guys. And that includes Dr. Solis. I know it was a... a risk for her to reveal herself to us, given her experience, but I want to make this work for everyone. So we can figure this out! Together!

[ even in this mildly panicky state, day is determined to believe in the best of people and hope they can do this as a team. ]

I don't know that I'd even call this her revealing herself, but it's a start.

[He runs a hand through his hair, getting those still-damp strands off his neck. Should probably get it cut one of these days. And then he leans over to his own collection of supplies to reach for a cigarette while Daylight gets his tablet, lighting it on his lantern and screwing the top closed again. Okay. Thinking mode activated.]

From her letter, I'd obviously like to know why her appearance caused so much conflict. What happened?

But if she won't go into those things, if she just wants to answer general questions to start with, then: what are the World Eaters? What does she know about them, what might they be vulnerable to, and what have past groups tried?

[ daylight excitedly writes the questions down on his table, making sure to add the comments to remind himself of their importance.

he looks up when he hears the last question, his winglets hitching up in clear interest. ]

Ohhh! The last question is really good. [ he's always been curious about the past groups and what happened in their attempts to stop the world eaters. perhaps more than ever since the night market's arrival and the realisation that others have survived.

and now that he thinks about it as well... ] Do you think we can ask her for anything notable the past groups did before they were reset or something?

Like what Dr. Ingram did. He was able to keep himself alive from the resetting of his group. Surely someone or someones did something to do major improvements or progress.

I'm not sure I follow what you're trying to ask. What Dr. Ingram did wasn't something we should emulate. And his group, specifically, was reset because they were trying to get at Dr. Solis.

[Just, you know. As a reminder. It doesn't sound like that group accomplished much.]

If she has ideas on what we should try, that's fine, but otherwise I'm not sure how relevant a question like that is for directing our survival efforts. Now, a better angle - at least, one she might have good knowledge of - is to ask about what happened in this town in her time. She was central to whatever turned this place dark. In fact, I'd guess she and her research are responsible.

[Because yeah, that would be divisive if others hadn't realized that before she appeared and spoke to them. But it makes sense given the little he knows others glimpsed in their dreams.]

No- I mean- [ daylight stops himself from rambling about what he had meant, wanting to hear rosinante out first.

in the end, he decides to nod in agreement to shift their attention away from the past groups and focus on the important questions like research and information on the world eater instead. it is the most pressing matter they're up against right now so you gotta focus, daylight. ]

What happened to the town and her research. Right. [ he writes that one day, making sure to add in the explanation for why to ask that question. something occurs to him and he frowns in worry now. ] ... What if she doesn't want to answer these questions? Soldat mentioned that possibility to me when I was talking to him about this.

[So he's gone to Soldat first? Strikes him as an odd choice, but all right. More perspectives aren't bad. And unlike when Daylight had approached him with the information from Will's tablet, this he feels is something that should probably be shared somewhat widely, when the time is right. Additionally, he now has a better sense for who can be trusted to keep which secrets and Soldat isn't one to talk gossip.]

Then for now, move on from ones she won't answer. She's the best source of historical information we have and I'd like to keep her from feeling like she made the wrong decision in coming forward. If we're careful, and if she finds the experience to be a positive one, we'll have more opportunities in the future.

[He smiles a little, in fact, hoping to put Daylight at least a little bit at ease because he can tell the pressure of being the one in this position is a lot to handle.]

I'm not too worried about it though. You're easy to talk to. Make sure it's a good, friendly conversation like you always do and things will go fine.

[ if daylight could blush, he would at this very moment.

but since that - along with the ability to cry - was cancelled out from his parents' genes having a disagreement with one another, he'll have to settle with his winglets flicking up in pleasant pride and gratefulness. ] Thanks for the vote of confidence, Rosinante.

It means a lot to me. [ it really does. daylight looks up to his friend with how put-together and collected he always seems to be. so hearing those opinions from rosinante is a relief and makes him think that- yeah. he can do this. if the others think he can do this then he will! for them.

he pauses in his writing and does a snappy salute, beaming. ] I'll do what I can! And, um, I'll also let you know how it goes, right? To make sure we're all on the same page.

Yeah, of course. You're always good at reaching out. I appreciate it.

[And the number one way to keep people doing what you want them to do is to reward them every time they do it. Daylight likes compliments, he's easy. Besides - it's the truth, anyway. Just that sometimes Rosinante can't help but dissect people's behavior, including his own.

Daylight isn't off the hook yet, though, and he nods to the tablet.]

Let's see, we can add a few more still. If you don't get through them all, it's fine. How about, what does she know about the spirits? Where do they come from? She might have advice on communicating with them too, to help you out.

Oh! You're right! We should ask about the spirits.

[ that's a really good idea and daylight now feels a bit silly for not thinking about them sooner. he begins to type that down but the more letters he writes out, the more a frown makes it.

until his original happy expression is gone and he looks up at rosinante, looking concerned for some reason. ] Now that I think about it...

... Coraline to me a while back. About her dream that she had during the feast.

It had something to do with the spirits and what she told me was... really freaky.

[ he shudders when he recalls the story and the conversation they had. ] She told me how she thought, because of what she experienced in the dream, she think the spirits could possibly be the original townsfolk. Or based off of them.

Do you think I should ask Dr. Solis that pointblank...?

I think it's fine to ask if she knows what their origins are. Start there and see what she says.

[But he also suspects that the spirits are townspeople, or former residents of Beacon, or both. His own transformation after his most recent death made him come to that realization, and he's heard and read it a few other times since.

If they are the original townspeople, then a lot of this is going to be painful for her to talk about. She likely knew several of them. But that could be to their benefit if she's on good terms with them.]

While you're asking about history, confirm how long ago this happened, would you? I'm not sure how relevant it is, but it would be a useful point of reference.

[ daylight nods in agreement and types down the question and rosinante's comments, along with his own about how he should approach this carefully with dr. solis. he had come to the same conclusion as rosinante had and the last thing he wants to do is upset her.

when rosinante adds the next question, day looks up from the tablet and tilts his helm out if puzzlement. he then raises his servo to show there's something he wants to ask: ]

Like- The exact number of years it's been since all of this happened? Or what the exact year it was when this all started? [ he feels like those are very two different things. ]

Both, I suppose. I know some of you who were asleep glimpsed dates on things like newspapers. It might be good to know how long after that things went dark, and how many years have passed since then. Having a timeline could be interesting.

[It's one of those things that doesn't have an immediate and explicit usefulness, admittedly. He knows that. But it's a few small facts that will help them understand the full course of events here, and knowing the past is one of the best ways to make sense of the present, or so his studies of military history have indicated.]

[ a timeline definitely would help clear the air about certain things. like what year they're truly in and if the idea they're stuck in a time loop is true or not. little things like that.

so that gets written down too, accompanied by some notes and comments. when he finishes writing it up, a thought comes to mind thanks to what rosinante had said just now. ] Hey. Hey, Rosinante...I know this is sorta out of nowhere but- Um- Do you know any other Dreamers?

Because she's asking for me to reach out to them and I only know a handful fo the others who fell asleep and dreamed something. [ because he knows others hadn't dreamt a thing, somehow, and that makes figuring out who was what and where. that makes it a little difficult for him when he does future note writing and delivering. ]

Well, there were all of the ones who spoke up at Town Hall. And a few came to me after. So... Ignis, Maes, Mary, Jo, Stone, Aziraphale...

[He pauses a moment as he finds his own tablet. He can double-check his notes from that meeting and notes added afterward readily enough.]

Oh, Peter, that's right. Who was under the church. Ignis was at a room full of computers, and ran a program called "Sun" that killed him. Aziraphale was in a mineshaft, and said there was some sort of monstrous insect. Mary, Jo, and Midge were all at the museum and all of them have said the sun was unbearably bright. Blinding.

[ daylight writes down the names of the others who had vision-dreams to make sure he can reach out to them when he can, wincing a bit at the mention of the mineshaft. ]

The mineshaft... Yeah. I remember Molly and I talking about that. He said they were attacked. [ and attacked badly. molly got his eyes torn out and poor mr. aziraphale-

his optics cycle when something rosinante said finally registers in his processors. ] Wait. The sun was blinding? That's not what happened with us. Sarissa and Kol and I... We saw the sun on the radio tower and it didn't hurt our vision.

... Did Mary or Jo or Midge ever talk about the weather? Or, um, what season it was?

[ day frowns, winglets jerking down in frustration. there goes his personal theory that they all saw the same day, just in different places around beacon. ]

Not that I remember. I didn't speak to Midge about it directly but the other two both said it was hot. I figure that's because of the sun being too much to handle, not the weather. I don't think that part lasted long.

[Poor Mary clearly had been in some state of suffering when she woke up. She could barely open her eyes for how badly burned she thought they were.]

Still, I can't figure out what would cause the sun to get so bright. I've never heard of anything like what they described. It was like the sun consumed them entirely.

Hm... [ judging by the expression on day's face, he hasn't heard anything like that too. or, rather, he can't remember it. something about what mary and the others went through is bothering him. more so than usual.

like- like that sounds familiar to him and not in a good way. he's not sure why but... something, in the back of his processors, is nagging at him hard. he wishes he knew what it was but he supposes it'll come to him sooner than later. hopefully.

for now, he notes that down and checks the time and- yikes. ]

I think I need to get going soon, Rosinante. I need to inform the others about this. [ daylight begins to unfold himself from his where he was sitting, making sure to duck so he doesn't hit anything on the ceiling or the ceiling itself. ] Thanks for hashing this. I promise to reach out to you after I talk to Dr. Solis and get all the information piled together.

Edited 2020-02-11 04:46 (UTC)

All right. Thanks for keeping me in the loop about all of this, too.

[He gives a nod and a smile, but he'll wait to get up. There's only so much space in here with both of them.

Rosinante could come up with a book's worth of questions the longer he sits here, but they don't want to overwhelm Dr. Solis with a flood of them, anyway. He can always write to her after Daylight and Cao Pi introduce themselves, follow up on anything further he might have.]

Good luck.

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