Libuscha IV System Mingle (no. 1)

[necromanswers]

Who: Everyone! OTA!
Broadcast: sure why not
Action: yeahhhhhh
When: 11/12 to 1/4 (minus 12/26)


It's Candlenights! Or Christmas! Or whatever! It's festive! Go celebrate, explore, go get free stuff from a tree!!

More importantly it's a mingle!

--SYSTEM INFORMATION--

Comments

[necromanswers]

Damn. We'll have to do it the hard way, then.

[She halts her casual violin plucking and flips over one of her papers, starting to scribble down a series of notes. First literal notes, the tune of whatever frequency she was hearing, before moving on to basic observations. She points her pencil at him.]

You've got superhuman hearing, I assume? Mr Cyber-Life?

[coinstability]

[The question doesn't phase Connor. It's more in his element than talk of magic chimes, certainly.]

I do. My audio processor can register sounds at a greater distance and a wider spectrum than a human's.

[He's less inclined to say he can intercept radio and wireless transmissions too, since so far his experience in the Fleet is that such things might be beyond his current hardware. Either because of insufficiently advanced technology or interference from the Atroma's augment, he's not sure yet.]

[necromanswers]

Thought that might be the case. These babies are pretty decent for that, too. [She gives an oversized elven ear a light tap with her pencil, then returns it to the paper.] Okay, in that case, tell me what the signal sounds like to you. As much detail as you're willing.

[coinstability]

[Connor nods, though he purses his lips as he thinks of how best to describe it. Musical notation isn't something he came programmed with. Rhythm is something he can register easily enough along with decibels. That seems like the most effective way to relay what he's heard.

So he starts describing the tones. The seconds between chimes, the length of the reverb, whether it's high or low on the decibel scale. It is clinical because it's the best way he has of describing it, though he does begin tapping it out with a finger once he's near the end. As an audible example.]

[necromanswers]

[She takes care to write down every detail, even scrawling out the series of notes he offers. It's fascinating, the noticeable differences- the beats especially are nothing like what she hears, not even close enough that one of them could be mishearing it, but she doesn't get the sense that he's lying. He comes across as too earnest for that, anyway.

When he's finished, she sets down the pencil and slides the page over so he can look at her observations- his, and her own.]

Interesting stuff, isn't it? I'm dying to know what the point of all this is.

[coinstability]

[He takes the offered page and pulls it over, skimming over it - before his brow pinches in confusion.]

They're not the same notes.

[That much is plain, regardless of the format it's presented in. He considers whether difference in hearing range would account for it, before he dismisses that theory. There would still be some correlation between the notes both of them could hear, and he doesn't see any of that beyond coincidental ones.]

I'm not sure how that's possible... or what the point is, as you say. [He looks up again, thoughts whirring.] If it's meant to be a communication, sending a different message to everyone seems counterproductive.

[necromanswers]

Unless it's some kind of puzzle, and they want us to piece it all together. Or something is calling out to us in tailored ways that it thinks we'll react the most strongly to.

[There are a few reasons why it might be doing what it's doing, and that's assuming it's even intentional. She's making a list.

Gods, though, they need a druid or something.]

[coinstability]

[They're theories he's definitely banking for later review. Right now, it's any number of possibilities.]

We can't discount the idea that there is no purpose, either. Or it's serving as a distraction. We don't have enough data to be sure.

[necromanswers]

Yeah, I don't think we can discount any theories until we have more solid information. We're sorta walking in the dark, here. But this?

[She waggles her paper.]

This is a good start.

[coinstability]

[He does smile at that, both at the progress and Lup's positivity.]

Everything has to start somewhere, yeah.

[necromanswers]

And you're good at this. Very descriptive and detailed- I could hardly keep up.

[Hands don't work at the same pace as mouths- she'd been tempted to Mage Hand the pen into doing the work for her. Lucretia was always the record keeper, not her.]

I guess that kinda comes with the job though, yeah?

[coinstability]

[She did ask for detail. It's just that Connor's idea of detail is very intense, given his line of work. If he's honest with himself it was also a bit of compensation for not knowing enough musical theory to describe it in terms of notes.]

It does for me, yes. Collecting and advising on evidence is part of my programming.

[necromanswers]

So, do you enjoy it?

[After the whole conversation with Vision about robot souls, she's not especially interested in just the programming side of things.]

[coinstability]

[It takes Connor a moment to reply, obviously thinking it through before saying something. A glance at the two sets of notes is what really decides it for him.]

...I do. I know it's part of what I was designed to do, so before I wouldn't have thought about whether I liked it or not. But I think it's satisfying. Making progress. No one's telling me to, so it's for my own benefit.

[necromanswers]

[In a way, it's good that he's giving it some thought- automatic and instant answers are more robotic, after all. It's fine to like things that you like, but the why is important, too. She nods and lifts her glass in salute.]

Rad, then I know who to call when there's sleuthing to be done. Here's to teamwork!

[coinstability]

I'm glad to hear it. I look forward to working on it with you, Lup.

[And that's true. He does.]