It's the only way to be sure [Open]

[facepunching.livejournal.com]

So many people had recommended the Media Library to Soren that it ended up being one of the first locations on-ship that he paid a visit to. As promised, there was plenty of information to be found in convenient, electronic format.

Convenient for everyone who wasn't essentially from a medieval time period and thus had no framework for understanding computers, let along databases.

Losing patience, Soren began mashing the controls on some kind of instrument panel, and was rewarded with a moving picture featuring humans being menaced by floating tin plates, a woman singing about less-than-optimal romantic encounters, and some sort of storybook featuring a blue-skinned 'space explorer' and his evil nemesis (both with rather improbable hair).

"Infernal machine," he hissed, hitting the table with one small, bony magefist. "I'll show you a bad romance."

As far as he was concerned, the future should be destroyed. With fire.

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[on_errantry]

"I haven't conferred with it myself," Rhiow said. "It's not really my area of expertise. But from what others have said, I believe it's more of a guide than a weapon. My colleague Arhu will probably be better at understanding it since he's better at understanding the tense confusion that comes from talking about the future."

Speaking of Arhu, Rhiow hadn't seen him since they got their memories back. She needed to track him down and make sure he wasn't getting into any trouble.

[facepunching.livejournal.com]

Curious. He hadn't said it was a weapon. A prevailing opinion on the ship, perhaps? Or was this creature merely forming more assumptions about him?

"I see. Perhaps I'll try my hand at it sometime. In any case, thank you for your aid. But I should be going."

He bowed slightly, then left. So much more of this ship to familiarize himself with.