Teach the world

[warriorscribe]

Characters: Open!
Setting: March 12th, secret floor
Format: whatever you want!
Summary: The hacking was apparently successful! After writing out his transcriptions into longhand, Enoch is ready to give everyone their due. A couple of people had a terrible time of things, after all, and he owes it to them.
Warnings: Nothing yet!

*At first he'd hidden his transcriptions and awaited punishment, spending what remained of that day and the next snatching up cups and plates and utensils from the cafeteria, storing them in the secret room. Whatever their punishment, they would be ready for this much, at least. After seeing what Xion and Richtofen had to go through to get what information they did, in particular, he owed it to his team.

When no punishment came, his first instinct was to worry. To anyone else, it may seem like perfectly natural paranoia - no punishment? That's too good to be true - but what Enoch hadn't told anyone about was his talk with Riki. He knew why it had been so easy to get where they needed to go. He had said not to spare them punishment to maintain his appearance. To avoid a repeat of what had happened to Dax. And after what had happened at Mitchell's terminal, he knew there was no excuse, no saying he hadn't known they were in there.

But in spite of his worry, he went on with the plan. He wound up enlisting the help of Asch and Lucifel along the way. So there was food better than what Zo had served (but there was a plate of dino nuggets anyway), mostly soups, stews, and bread. Lucifel had made cushions for the chairs and a tablecloth for the table he'd set up.

The table is set up by a wall where everything he's transcribed has been posted where the call to form a team once had been. He's working on making more copies even as he eats, but he's contributed, too - there are five bottles of red wine on the table from a prior month. A sixth is set apart from the others, with Richtofen's name on it, and because Xion is so much smaller, she gets a half-filled one. (Where did the other half of that bottle go? Who knows!) For him, personally, he's got a bottle of apple cider from Rick, and takes sips from it now and again as he writes.

There's still much to do, but this is an important step and food has always helped encourage morale and discussion.*

((ooc: From this point on, anyone is free to handwave knowing any of this information. Also this is the last time I use hideously inappropriate music for my titles and cut text, I swear!))

Comments

Open, of course

[warriorscribe]

*Enoch may be working, but he's open to answering questions or just chatting. If anyone approaches him, he'll set down his pen and look up at whoever it is, smiling politely. He'd love to be in better spirits but the lack of a punishment isn't something he's comfortable with, yet. A change that seemed too good to be true often was, after all, even without the knowledge he'd had.*

Yes?

[slightlyoblivious]

[Forgive the slight scratchiness in Yukiko's voice and how tired she looks when she comes up. She manages a smile, at least.]

...so, does the fact that you're here mean things went okay, when you all tried getting in?

[warriorscribe]

*Enoch nods, a little more light coming into his eyes.* Yes! *He gestures to the wall behind him.* We found quite a lot of information. It's hardly good news... *he does sober a bit as he says that.* ...but it's more than we knew before. It may be enough to begin to act on.

[slightlyoblivious]

[Yukiko takes a step over to the wall. She'll have to inspect it more closely when she's feeling better, because it's a lot to take in while she's feverish, but she can appreciate it.]

Wow. You weren't kidding...but I take it that there's more bad news than good news?

[warriorscribe]

Well...we've all but confirmed what a few of us had suspected already. Ruana is likely the one responsible for the destruction of our worlds. But it's much worse than I imagined. I thought she may have inadvertently done it with psionic pressure as she watched, but this...

*He shakes his head.*

She tells Zo which is about to be destroyed next. It's deliberate.

[imperialsun]

I'm just glad it went well.

[Although the fact that something might happen in retaliation was also on his mind. Staying in the tower did that to someone.]

I wanted to come help and transcribe. More hands are useful, right? Since I've never been a good hacker, it's the least I could do.

[warriorscribe]

*Enoch nods and pushes some empty paper his way. He hopes he has a pen because he has just the one.* Thank you. I'm making extra copies for Reno's collection over there.

[imperialsun]

[Oh. Oh no he doesn't have a pen.That might have been a good idea.

Naoya looks at them before he realizes they are missing materials, and he holds up a hand.]

I'll go get one.

[Haha good one, self. He comes back a while later, with not one but TWO pens in his hands.]

Sorry. Hopefully you've still got some work left for me.

[warriorscribe]

There's plenty. I'm making three copies, in fact. The other two are for safety's sake.

*He smiles and gestures to the public copies he's already put up.* You can copy from those, if you'd like, or you can borrow one of these I've already done.

[brbtalkingtogod]

[Look who has come to check on you Enoch.]

Hey.

[warriorscribe]

*Look at the way his expression brightens when he sees you, Lucifel.*

Lucifel. We did it! We have his research!

[brbtalkingtogod]

[Color him surprised. No, seriously. His eye widened in surprise.]

... and you got away with it?

Open

[attheclocktower]

[Xion is positively radiant with happiness, a rare enough sight in and of itself. Even though there was a part of her that was slightly spooked by the lack of punishment, the victories they'd had, what they'd won... it was really worth it. In her opinion, at least.

That being said, talking and eating is still a bit of a trial, even though she's been doing some healing on her own mouth to the point where she can do it, though anybody talking with her might notice her wincing; also when she eats (she's particularly partial to the soups), sometimes the spoon hits the right spots and she grimaces too.

When she sees her bottle of wine though, she looks closely, sniffs at it, remembers the last time she encountered alcohol, and leaves it there, maybe offers it to Reno when she sees him.

She can also be found hovering a lot around a certain computer terminal, the one in particular where they brought the AI that they rescued to. She shouldn't hover, she really shouldn't but... she's worried about him. And she wants to make sure that anybody who tries to talk to the AI treats him nicely. To that end, if anyone is to approach the PC where the AI is? Unless she's distracted, she'll move to intercept them.

Near the end of the party, she'll start wearing down, finding one of the chairs with pillows and curling up on it. If it gets late enough, she might even end up putting her head down and napping a little, feeling honestly safe for one of the first times in a long while. Still, someone should probably wake her up before it gets too dark.]

at the wine table, obvs

[bloodyashes]

[Hey, Xion, just because you're not interested in the wine -

Come on he cooked for hours for you guys.

So yeah, hi Xion, hope you don't mind an awkward redhead at your shoulder eyeballing that bottle and the glasses next to it. He'll at least announce himself, though, since he likes you.]

I take it things went well.

[She's smiling and happy and not horribly injurede, which, only the last one is really required to count something as "going well" in the tower. Asch hasn't looked over the notes much yet - there'll be plenty of time to go over them later, with fewer people around.]

Re: at the wine table, obvs

[attheclocktower]

[Speak for yourself, Asch. There's a big difference between the brief, happy moments stolen in the Tower to the pervasive contentment she's felt the past few days - punctuated only by small bits of sadness and the pain that was talking too much and eating.

Her speech might sound a little odd, slurred perhaps, but that's owing more to trying to talk without moving her sore lips too much.]

Better than I thought it would. We found what we were looking for.

[She's smiling though, and there's a bit of a different tone to her voice. Because what they were looking for wasn't all they found.]

[bloodyashes]

[He's not very experienced with happiness of any kind, he'll leave the distinctions to her. He nods in response to her words.]

And gotten away with it too, it looks like.

[Which they shouldn't be ungrateful for, even if it is probably only because Zo is the one in charge this month.]

I imagine everyone will be pouring over it for the next few days, figuring out what it means.

near dark

[savedbyasong]

[Shion hadn't been there for most the evening. He was very proud of Reno and Xion for what they had found and was planning to go and congratulate them at some point but he had gotten distracted trying to work out why people were getting sick. The last time that had happened it had been Jason, and Jason was gone now and Zo wasn't someone who did things to hurt them.

But he arrived eventually and found Xion mostly asleep. He smiled softly and went over to her] Xion?

[attheclocktower]

[Xion jumps a little when she hears her voice, startled. Cracking her eyes open, she turns to look about, confused up until the point that she spots Shion. From there her face relaxes.]

Hey Shion.

[She reaches a hand out to grasp his, if he'll let her.]

[savedbyasong]

[Of course he lets her, and his other hand goes to muss up her hair] Hey, you feeling alright?

around the AI's terminal?

[sageprincess]

[It's only after she has read over Enoch's notes at least twice over and committed the basic facts contained within to memory that Zelda allows herself to mingle. Her smile when she approaches Xion is a little weaker, a little more tired than the girl's own, but it's there and there's an undeniable undercurrent of pride to it.]

You seem pleased, though I certainly cannot say it is without good reason.

[Regardless of the unsettling picture Dax's research paints regarding the nature of the 'virus,' the fact that they have that information is reason enough to celebrate.]

Yes! :D

[attheclocktower]

[When she sees Zelda, Xion grins and nods. She'd already thought about it, and Zelda was definitely somebody she trusted to talk about the AI and not... scrutinize them while they interacted with him. Enoch had written about the AI in his transcription posted on the wall, but... Xion was willing to be open about the whole thing, with Zelda.]

Did you see? We... we found someone. While we were working.

[And they got him out. They saved him.]

oh my god she's so happy so precious

[sageprincess]

The, ah...

['Artificial Intelligence' is unfortunately not a part of her vocabulary, despite being stuck in a downright futuristic setting in comparison to her homeworld for over two years, and she struggles for a moment to come up with a substitute.]

The one who asked you for a password, correct? I did see that, and you... transported him somehow?

[The technicalities of the whole operation are clearly beyond her, but she asks with more curiosity than confusion. Xion seems happy about it, after all, so it shouldn't be something to be too alarmed over.]

[imperialsun]

[If by waking her up, you mean putting his coat over her body as a makeshift blanket, then yes, that is exactly what he was doing (even if she had something similar). He's not going to interrupt her sleep; she's definitely earned it.

Instead he'll just keep watch over her while she does. Old habits die hard and even in this place, Naoya tends to be ever-vigilant.]

[brbtalkingtogod]

[Don't mind him being curious about the AI. Curiosity has taken the better of Lucifel as soon as soon as he heard about it.

What to call it... him... whatever they identified themselves with, by?

It was when he looked in Xion's direction.]

Do they go by a name or will we have to refer it to as "Dax's AI"?

[warriorscribe]

*Enoch notices Xion decline to drink the wine and looks up from his transcriptions.*

You don't like wine?