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Character(s): Christine
Status: Open
Location(s): In libraries in Krimnos and the City of Whatever it's Name is This Week
Date(s) April 1-17
About: Christine's idea led to a research compling mission, and a strange sight in Idan's libraries and bookstores.
Warnings: Only if you don't like reading about metal wasps.

The idea was one she thought probably wasn't feasible, else someone would have thought of it before. But it turns out the project is not only possible, but bigger than she could have imagined. Helping people in the future have access to more knowledge at their fingertips is a noble goal, but she has to admit that she's doing this for herself too. Not only will she hopefully get to use this book in her own lifetime, but she's getting paid for doing the legwork too.
{ krimnos }
She starts in the city of the Tinkers after they test their knowledge-gathering wasps on their own Academy's library first. Then she's set loose with a box containing the metal wasps and sent on her way. The project can be done at her own pace, but she's so excited that she heads to another library in Krimnos straight away.
She can be found sitting at a desk, thumbing through a book and giving someone a look, eyebrows raised. "Please don't swat at my wasps. They aren't going to sting you."
{ city of free peoples, aka freeps }
Her work in Krimnos is far from done. Gathering all the information in all the books will take time, but she wants to move on to other things. After a brief stop at home, she journeys southwest to the city of so much conflict recently, to see if King Ardis' soldiers have been in anymore scraps with werewolves, Defenders, or both and need her healing services. While in the area, she heads into the city to visit a library and sets a box on one of the tables. Opening the lid, the two metal wasps go flying out to scan as many books as they can. A patron looks at the wasps, looks at Christine, and looks at the falcon now sitting on the table before quickly clutching a book to their chest and scurrying to the front desk. Christine sighs and looks at her animas.
"I guess we'll have to get the information out of that particular book next time, hm?"
Status: Open
Location(s): In libraries in Krimnos and the City of Whatever it's Name is This Week
Date(s) April 1-17
About: Christine's idea led to a research compling mission, and a strange sight in Idan's libraries and bookstores.
Warnings: Only if you don't like reading about metal wasps.


The idea was one she thought probably wasn't feasible, else someone would have thought of it before. But it turns out the project is not only possible, but bigger than she could have imagined. Helping people in the future have access to more knowledge at their fingertips is a noble goal, but she has to admit that she's doing this for herself too. Not only will she hopefully get to use this book in her own lifetime, but she's getting paid for doing the legwork too.
{ krimnos }
She starts in the city of the Tinkers after they test their knowledge-gathering wasps on their own Academy's library first. Then she's set loose with a box containing the metal wasps and sent on her way. The project can be done at her own pace, but she's so excited that she heads to another library in Krimnos straight away.
She can be found sitting at a desk, thumbing through a book and giving someone a look, eyebrows raised. "Please don't swat at my wasps. They aren't going to sting you."
{ city of free peoples, aka freeps }
Her work in Krimnos is far from done. Gathering all the information in all the books will take time, but she wants to move on to other things. After a brief stop at home, she journeys southwest to the city of so much conflict recently, to see if King Ardis' soldiers have been in anymore scraps with werewolves, Defenders, or both and need her healing services. While in the area, she heads into the city to visit a library and sets a box on one of the tables. Opening the lid, the two metal wasps go flying out to scan as many books as they can. A patron looks at the wasps, looks at Christine, and looks at the falcon now sitting on the table before quickly clutching a book to their chest and scurrying to the front desk. Christine sighs and looks at her animas.
"I guess we'll have to get the information out of that particular book next time, hm?"
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The question is one he and Trevor have argued about. Alucard knew the weights of his family's legacy, in making sure his mother's name was known for her science and medicine, not for being a burnt witch. His father's was...well, it was manifest now through Krimnos' Tinkertown, with the technology there being things his father dreamed of. But beyond that, they didn't owe anyone anything, or at least that was the conclusion they had reached. The most they may owe is to protect the third of their trio, should she too arise.
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"I have no desire to be put in such a position again."
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Alucard knows that some of his words come from his own biases. A dislike of dragons means that he's absolutely going to appreciate the additional words, but it's true too, isn't it? So many people were to the side of the war, not direct participants. Or killed for refusing to be so.
"How do we stop the past from replaying?"
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Christine shakes her head, releasing a frustrated breath. "I don't have an easy answer to that. The general populace knows the dangers dragons present, but now that Queen Adira has one and is just waiting to see... I don't know. Will there be enough of a difference since the dragon is young and can be influenced by her? I worry that won't be the case. There are already dragons out there. Smashing eggs won't solve this now." Not that she's sure she could do that anyway.
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Alucard's breath is a heavy one. "I don't trust wait and see. It asks for too much trust that I do not feel has been earned, given the history of past dragons." His frown deepens. "Which is a great and disgusting hypocritical statement of this age as well, in so many ways. After all, how many other races have been accepted in the past century, whereas in our own time they were viewed so poorly?"
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"It is the same with us. We have been brought back, but with no explanation or instruction given. What can we do beyond wait and see?"
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It has to be asked.
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"I suppose that is the best way to put it."
With that, Alucard's eyes go back to the wasps, quietly observing and considering their work.
"I don't want to demand too much more of your time, but when there's more than one working copy of the book, could you please inform me? I...I've lost a library, and I would very much like to see what I can save of it now in this device."
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"Of course. The Tinkers will be working hard to make this a reality sooner rather than later."
aaand end