The Bookworm Strikes Again (open)

[first_in_time]

Who: Barbara and Anyone
Where: The Media Library and possible roaming
Summary: Research, tea, discussion and all that jazz. Feel free to simply come and bug her.
Warnings: None

After watching the Daligig slaughter the previous crew twice, Barbara went in search of any kind of material on the Daligig, Stacey, pod-popping and the crews which had traveled on Stacey. She didn't expect to find much more than what GLaDOS had told her but it was worth a look. Especially with all this talk of rebellion and distrust.

So, in a corner of the Media Library Barbara sat with piles books, stacks of visual recordings and audio recordings, plus pot of tea which had been sitting empty for a while. She was lost in her own world, memorising what she could and trying to gain a better picture of the ship, the war and everything else which could be considered relevant.

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[first_in_time]

The Doctor's sudden arrival startled Barbara, making her fumble with the computer tablet thing and almost drop it.

"Doctor," she said as a greeting and smiled tiredly. "What brings you to the media library?"

[lastgallifreyan]

"Probably the same thing that's brought you here," the Doctor answered honestly. Although he looked calm, he was ready to catch her tablet if she did drop it. "I'm looking for information."

Any information. It didn't matter if it seemed insignificant or not. The Doctor was very good at looking at the big picture and putting the pieces together.

[first_in_time]

"I don't know if you'll find anything useful," she sighed, "what isn't the same as what was in our information packs, is merely the history and fiction of people's home worlds."

So, useless, in other words. Interesting, but useless.

Barbara leaned back in the chair, rubbing at a temple and took a deep breath. "Why do they even have a library if we can't read about their history?"

[lastgallifreyan]

"Because it keeps us busy," he offered, "We spend so long reading about other worlds and hoping we'll find something use that we never get around to reading the things we really need to know."

He pulled a face at his own pessimism.

"Blimey, that wasn't very optimistic, was it? The clues are here, Barbara. We just need to find them."