trans_9 | Sometimes, you just can't stop nerds... [OPEN]

Daniel can never, ever, sit on his hands and do nothing. He guesses he kind of like Jack in that respect. But he tries not to think about that too much, it makes him miss his team. Sorely.

This time Daniel is working in the media library, he's searching the parts of the database he can access for something, anything, that could help figure out what, exactly, is going on. On his first research session, it did help narrow his search for answers as well as raise more. Currently he was crossefferencing everything he knew against... well, everything. He tried not to grow to distracted by some of the strange alien languages he came across in the database. But, Daniel being Daniel he ended up skimming through a couple. He took notes as he went then finally back on track, he spoke into his recorder again, "All right. I still can't isolate where this supposed damage to the database is. Hopefully someone else can have more luck with it than I can. Anyway!" He scrolled through more of the information, "There is little to no direct information on this enemy we're supposed to be facing. So I'm no focusing on indirect references. Civilizations fell or died out for no known reason."

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"Try including references of deaths of civilizations that are attributed to gods or mystical acts or something along those lines. Ancient civilizations tend to attribute things they can't understand to stuff like that."

Daniel actually chuckled a little at the suggestion, "Uh, yeah... I did that. I'm still getting a lot of results. It's--" he gestures at the organic machine he's been working at, "--it's worse than the internet. Hasn't anyone tried to organize this before?" the last part said mostly to himself.

Wyn sings quietly to herself as she searches the databases for anything beyond the absolute basics of sorcery, completely ignoring the fact that someone has a tape recorder very near her. "Shiny and black like shoes on a rack, with a trigger that's dressed up in gold-- damage to the database? Really?"

Daniel blinked a few times then looked up, "Uh, that's what I've been told, yes. I really don't know the cause or--or if it's even true. But yeah."

"Well, that explains a few things if it is true. If I have my search for anything beyond Bechdel's Primer come up as either 'error' or 'entry not found' one more time-- anyway, sorry, rant mode disengaged." Wyn says, giving Daniel a slightly apologetic smile.

"You could also try looking for civilizations that just stopped being mentioned in records for no apparent reason. Even if the records are incomplete, there'd be at least some mention of them every so often, right?" She's no historian, but that's just logic... right?

Daniel chuckled slightly at her small rant. Something about that reminded him of Sam, something he doesn't mind one bit.

"That could work," his face brightens up and works with the interface again, he has a few auto searches going, he adds that to the list. Along with all the stuff he is manually searching though.

"I'm really grasping at straws here but--there has to be something."

Scrolling, scrolling, scrolling... "Ooh, might have found something that could work." Wyn says distantly, looking intently at the console. "I think if I can find one of those Ghostwheel programming bibles I know I saw in here, I can work backwards from that..."

"You'd think Stacy, or whoever's in charge of her, would want us to be, y'know, well-informed about the enemy we're having to fight." she continues, flipping rapidly through titles on the screen.

From over Daniel's shoulder, Bruce casually looks at the screen, "You're assuming that the information we'd find most relevent hasn't been deleted."

Daniel was completely startled by Bruce, he didn't hear him come in. One startled jump later, he composes himself, "Actually, I'm assuming it has. What I'm looking for is--is traces--something that might have been missed. Obscure references... that kind of thing."

He thinks a moment.

"Have you tried looking up the crew? Some of us are famous enough to be in the history books. If there were any unexplained disappearences in their records, we would at least know that there was the possibility of spotting some of these omissions."

Daniel let out a thoughtful sound, "I started looking through the history of my own universe. And frankly, it has only led me to dead ends or--or known enemies that I'm not even sure exist here." He frowns slightly, "But you're right, I might have better luck looking at these other universe. Um..." he pushed up his glasses, "What about yours?"

"It would be like looking for a needle in a haystack in mine."

It's true. The number of mystery men that were active in this day and age meant that people went M.I.A. fairly often. All it would take was a lucky supervillain or a botched raid.

"My record alone likely has at least a dozen cited disappearances and the last time I was in my native universe, it was before recorded history."

Yeah, good luck getting an explanation for that tidbit. He does, however, offer this as both a search clause and an introduction, "Bruce Wayne. You are?"

Otacon watched over Daniel's shoulder for a moment or two, hesitant to speak while he had the tape recorder for fear of being an annoyance. Damage to the database? The engineer wondered if there was anything he could do to fix it. And it struck him as strange that there would be no real reference to their enemy, unless...

"...What if the damage was done to the direct references? Maybe by someone who didn't want that information found." He voiced his own thoughts, completely forgetting anything even remotely resembling a greeting.

Daniel doesn't get annoyed. Unless it's Jack or Vala. Otacon is neither.

His eyebrows went it up, "That's possible, I mean, I still don't know what happened to cause this in the first place." He put down his recorder and crossed his arms over the odd organic desk he was sitting at, "For all I know... the ship was attacked as smoke screen to alter the database."

"Stranger things have happened. I'd call that plausible if not outright likely." He adjusted his glasses, studying the information Daniel was looking through.

"It would've been a good distraction, at any rate. I just have to wonder exactly what information could have been so important.

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